Abraham’s children the power of three. Grew like a big tree.
Some were weak and died off, others grew like a huge garden and made it all the way to the top.
Some were kind and loved each other, others killed and lived only for themselves.
God gave us his laws from Mount Sinai in Egypt, and we try to live by them every day.
Some wanted to go astray, and forget Gods laws making us go astray.
Abraham’s children pray every day, to live a life that will bring us closer to God every day and way.
Some need help and other are helpless, making us live in a group with doubt.
Jesus came and died on the cross to make a path to lead us through death and to heaven.
Prophet Muhammad came and led us to more knowledge of God.
Jesus and Prophet Muhammad, explained that God is the way to heaven and love.
Laws and love are one with God, so we prayed and listened to all that we heard.
Making us one under God’s law and love.
Lifting prayers for the power of three, and remembering all of my Abraham’s family today and always.
Most Countries are rooted in land
be it bountiful, rocky, or arid like sand
Yet Israel is much bigger than her borders
A nation marching to the Almighty’s orders
A people grounded in the precepts of the Holy Book
Given them on Mount Sinai, when the whole world shook
Descended from Abraham, Isaac and Jacob – renamed Israel
A man, a nation, a people forged from the finest material
The human nature touched the divine nature on the hills.
The cliffs, rocks, and boulders were full of beatific thrills.
The future of your coming was seen in the present form.
Glorification of the crucifixion shone in the warm storm.
Veils of illusions vanished. The ultimate truth was revealed.
Covenant between the father, son, and spirit was sealed.
Hearts flew and minds touched the heavens of immortality.
Temporal tentative truths tossed the triviality.
All we see are not total truths. The truth treads far ahead.
We merge with the endless elements. Our ego is shed.
Elijah and Moses revealed the riddles of Mount Sinai.
Change of form and shape of physique and psyche spiralled high.
Talking of pitching tents there, disciples were mesmerized.
The meaning of existence here on earth seemed summarized.
A tuberculoid South African miner
Was lately turned down by fiancée Dinah;
What shall her decision change to also move Mount Sinai,
Her lover part time book binder
To better forget his trusted Prophetess Regina;
Very unlikely now to be a solution finder
For his being further diagnosed with life-threatening angina;
All too inauspicious to not dream of things getting finer
Even if he should clench a lucky visa to China
For nursing back his body progressively getting thinner
Or clinch the more health-protecting job of document signer
One of the greatest footballers that ever did play
Wore the number ten shirt in the name of Pele
Commandments of ten were given on Mount Sinai
How that number came up nobody knows why
Ten Downing Street is a famous London address
Why isn't it number nine or eleven is anyone's guess
The Chinese consider number ten to be perfection
Scoring less in Gymnastics would lead to dejection
There are ten lords a leapin according to the song
Crabs and lobsters have ten legs to move along
So many examples of ten there are so many more
Until the next time good buddy will say ten four
The lowest mountain in the Sinai
a mountain cloaked in humility
unassuming, meek, of no particular prestige
no fortress strong in times of siege
No high peak on which to stand
no platform from which to view the sand
Little more than a glorified hill
a mountain with neither ego nor will
Yet on its top God spoke to the world
though of all men, only Moses heard
The meekest, most humble man who ever lived
To him, God chose His Torah to give
The News was trumpeted from atop Mount Sinai
A Sabbath day of renewal, given to all humanity
Thereon to rest, to refresh -- to recapture Eternity
Lightning heard
Thunder seen
Moses standing
In between --
Ram's horns blaring
The cosmos staring --
G-d's stlll small voice
with Israel sharing
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As was written, on Mount Sinai
As Moses stood on high, commandments of virtue
A shower of blessings, to bestow upon
As for the people, they adhered not
Unguided minds, an idolised calf of gold
Yet to unfold, in a moment of anger
Stones thrust down, sin was all around, though forgiveness abound
Two further tablets, inscriptions anew
Early on the mount, forty days and nights
At one with the father
Both food and drink – the absence of
From such a return, proceeding down
A glow of brilliance, radiant face
Of whom could stare
Dispel at once
Covering veil
Of such commands, in accordance with
Prosperity stands
To stray from the path, affliction coincides
Worship the Lord
Assemble the Tabernacle
With sacrificial offerings, designated ark
Glory be filled
A time to remain
The cloud has arisen
Journey on
Written by Geraldine Taylor ©
Behind Mount Sinai
On the asphalted road to a seaside town there is a hole in
the road, a nasty hole a car hitting it could have a bad puncture.
A rocket, albeit a puny one, caused this.
Fired by people who will not take no for an answer they refuse
to acknowledge this grand scale theft of their country.
Well, one has the right to defend oneself, so bombs, rockets fall
on a tiny piece of land no bigger then fly dropping on a map.
When Arab pride and goliath are sated there will be peace but
the underlying causes of this ritual and one-sided bloodshed will
never go away till goliath sees sense he is not David with a sling
fighting the whole world in the odd belief he is both the chosen and
the persecuted people. Jerusalem was promised to the Jews,
but not them alone; the pledge was made by Jewish soothsayers,
who knew when a lie is told often enough it becomes a truth.
Divine love was never broken…
Misplaced temporarily from treasuring tokens…
Emancipation unfolds when wisdom is spoken…
Mount Sinai is churning…
The fire of expansion is burning…
The bush of conscious life experience is glowing…
Christ Consciousness the human knowing…
Here is my core essence...
Dancing is the presence…
Tapping together my red ruby slippers…
Sending alchemy prayers within gracious giving whispers…
I am just as the deer; wandering wondering foraging…
Memories of my past hence forth get behind thee…
I am my master; using alchemy protecting my energy...
Love from the heavens sets this being amongst the fluid flow...
Here is my growing...
See it unfolding…
This is my ending wrapped into my beginning…
Yin and Yang player upon the stage Samsara…
Cleansing and releasing past Samskara…
Upgraded; this one is a hybrid of previous understandings…
Seeing for infinity; living for eternity…
Creatively writing my story; I am the hologram of life, playing…
Be here with me…
By being here within you…
Come into the Holy Place—
Come see God’s mercy seat of love!
All covered in shiny gold—
With two cherubim above.
The home of God’s covenant—
Written with His hand;
Inscribed on Mount Sinai—
His great love to expand.
Can you see the Shekinah glory?
Come boldly into this place.
You’ll be completely safe—
For you are living under grace.
God’s law is his character—
A law of love that glorifies.
Each soul who walks in grace—
Knows our loving Saviour justifies.
The mercy seat’s an ark of beauty;
Compassion is found there.
God’s presence in his sanctuary;
No greater glory to compare.
When God’s presence left the temple,
There was no more mercy for Israel;
Destroyed in AD 70;
Her people found death and toil.
God’s mercy seat of love
Whispers to each soul—
An invitation to glorification;
A life that’s pure and whole.
In his mercy, he forgives us,
Should we fall under the law.
We’re justified by God’s grace—
His great love and mercy to adore.
Featured in my book No. 1, "Poetry To Touch the Heart & Soul"
Copyright 2011 Maureen LeFanue
www.maureenlefanue.com
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