Love Spiritual Poems - Poems about Love Spiritual

I’ve heard others talking as if He were dead, But He rose to give life to others instead. I’m only one, small it may seem, But He died and He rose my life to redeem. And likewise, for you He was crucified, Don’t make it for naught that He died. Accept His offer, redemption of sin, And the Spirit He left us...

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She held out a rose, with a smile, although I was at fault; her gesture pure and free from guile, her aura did exalt. By her love infected, parallax corrected, her light I reflected. In tranquil repose ~ She held out a rose...

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the game divine is descent and ascent ~ we awaken on granting love consent...

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Inspired by the Infinite Love that we are and we have. You are Love. You are never alone. You are loved by God, His Angels and the Universe. Also inspired by Nature's blessings and beauty. Heart on a beach (Our Infinite Love is never lost) By Michelle Morris 03/06/2025 I found a heart on the beach All alone in...

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I often missed your whole being You are always in my mind I frequently kissed your picture Intellectually in my mind How I wish you are near To a short distance away from San Francisco I hold you close in my heart And never be apart Never forget that I am here Waiting for you to return To share the love for our kids Share the...

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[Verse 1] We can’t look away from the pain and the sorrow, From the fear and despair, The cries of the broken, the lost and the hollow Are rising in the air. Still, we turn away, Like it’s not meant to be, Trying not to feel it, Like this shadow Is just a mystery. [Chorus] No… we can’t look away From the weak and the weary, We can’t...

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I know my Purpose By Michelle Morris 29/05/2025 I am Brave Despite the Fear I remain Brave Through Hopes and Tears It's taken Courage To walk my Path It's taken Strength To trust my Heart Despite the moments When I feel lost I focus on believing In what God wants I know my Purpose I know my Soul I know...

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Viewing dream forms as projection of mind, an aspect of the Self entwined with God, all fears and desires are then left behind, transformed as love in our mellow heart thawed, distanced from ego, whose judgment is flawed. Our soul ascends on choosing to atone, when our reflex response is love alone, that come what may, we grant bliss right of way, as...

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Flow of God’s life force, in this form of dust, enables us to ink the void with love, requiring but we discard deeds unjust, that boons of grace may in-pour from above. Innate joy of heart ushers bliss delight, that as we embark on a wingless flight, there is in us no fear, since God is near, speaking as conscience, whose whispers...

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of the chakras seven, where energies play prior to refraction of the rainbow’s hues the zone where polarities commingle glows God’s light in heart’s womb light of a star, viewed from afar the bubbling joy of children at play building sand castles on the sea shore soul’s smile at morn when stretch and yawn pristine snow flakes mark birth of empathy enabling us to...

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a soft gentle bliss hum rises within holding our soul presence in warm embrace toroidal swirl urging us to plunge in that we imbibe the offerings of grace in timeless time we become the bliss chime which is to say we transform as the flame effervescence of love voicing a rhyme subtle epiphanies that have no name body-mind a vehicle which we drive allotted...

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When we’re at peace, God’s light engulfs our chest, on top of our head, He places His hand, this epiphany dawning on demand, divine gifts of grace, for which we feel blessed. Employing free will, we ask thoughts to rest, that drenched in bliss mists, soul may understand, God’s omnipresence as we make our stand, in our heart’s cave, where light of...

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The sun opens her eyes behind a roseate veil, her aubade harmonizing with Argus-eyed blackbirds as it rises to a crescendo, staring in her husband’s cratered eyes, ready to relieve him of his watch over the world’s children so he can attend to their parents — that is, the cosmic bodies that collided to create them; the sacred alchemy. He lifts her...

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“Whatsoever thy hand findeth to do, do it with thy might; for there is no work, nor device, nor knowledge, nor wisdom, in the grave, whither thou goest.” Ecclesiastes 9:10 **************************************************************** ...

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What breaks you is a seed. You water it with silence, Prune it with isolation, Feed it with attention. What shattered your world, Will shape your crown. A bootleg kind of royalty, Rooted not in applause, But in stillness. The pain always leads back to Eden. Not as a path, But as a remembering. A breaking point. A rhythm you lost, Then became. ...

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