What matters most is their role fulfillment
as feathered fowls mentioned by the Scriptures
and they, as God’s wondrous ocean creatures
triumphant midst freedom-geared commitment.
Optimizing well their musical zest
song birds render their chorus with delight
while fishes exercise production might
achieving for the best, feeling so blest.
With contrasting pursuit midst their design
they enjoy serenely granted lifestyle
never competing, nor jealous... meanwhile
complementing each other as they shine.
Learning from birds, I would sing and soar high
then from fishes, maximize and share grace
being a blessing in running life's race*
accomplishing, whether I swim or fly.
*Isaiah 40:31 - But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
June 24, 2024
10th place, "Contrast" Poetry Writing Premiere Contest
Sponsored by Hilo Poet; judged on 7/13/2024
I am an observer of people, places, and things.
I have watched many of them mount up with wings.
I have rubbed shoulders with the good, bad, and ugly.
Some lingered awhile, and others departed suddenly.
The bad and the ugly always come in greater numbers
and seem to produce as hardily as summer cucumbers.
So, when we observe the good, we must treasure them
because it is they who light up our way when it is dim.
God has lovingly gifted them to us to be received as a prize.
We must honor, respect, and showcase them before their demise.
The Year 2023 is a year of Possibilities for those who will trust God.
Yes, I believe God cares about every individual. We MUST learn to trust Him in all we do or say.
The woman with the issue of blood said, “If I may touch Him I SHALL be made whole.”
And Jesus said, “Be it according to your Faith.”
Now Faith is…What would you and I would have said and are saying today?
Sometimes individually and collectively we are too busy to hear what Christ Jesus are saying to us today.
I am learning to always check myself before I answer and that’s what all of us must do.
What is God saying to the churches today? Whatever the challenges may be, no matter what the time span may be, it will come to pass.
I have notice that sometimes we have “The Fast Food”syndrome, I want it NOW, I can’t wait.”
As the Scripture says, ...“they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength, they shall mount up with wings of eagle,
they shall run and not be weary, and they shall walk and not faint.”
This message is for all of us who are listening to the Spirit of the Lord.
Yes, 2023 is a year of Possibilities and let us all together learn to trust God in all that we do.
Time worries the mind, and the days mount up in hast
Years overwhelm the body and lay ambitions to waste
Dreams, never fulfilled rest in the bucket- list of things to do
Tarnished and lost in time, a witness of the decline in you
One must fear the recliner more than a bear on the hunt for pray
It sets there ready to lean back and welcome the brightest coming day
And as the sands of time peep in and slide steady through the dial
Running - shoes become a bit draggy and starts shuffling the last mile
Minutes keep marching on and the mirror never lies
And as every imperfection appears, it exposes the empty pride
Time’s laughs and saws memories in half
But keeps the ones less easy to bare for those in stone are cast
A reminder that riches are fleeting, hardly the measure of wealth
Glitter dims when time chips away at the body and only a shell is left
Why trust the things of this world where the flesh falls to decay
when Christ gives internal life when the sands of time are washed away
One day we shall mount up on a silver-lined cloud.
We shall dance and sing his praises, with voices ever so loud.
One day we shall soar to heaven as eagles and depart from this earth.
The chains of gravity shall be shattered from this place of our carnal birth.
One day all of our troubles will be like water spiraling down a drain.
There will be no more sorrow, no more tears and no more pain.
One day the sun will continue to shine and will never set,
For those who have built their riches in heaven, there will be no regret.
One day we shall stroll down brightly lit streets paved of gold.
In Our Father's house, the mansions are bursting with riches untold.
One day, from being steadfast and patient, we shall reap our reward.
Thus shall end all labor, all misunderstandings and all discord.
One day we will enter into Our Father's house and see his merciful face.
We then, will be filled with abundant joy and exceeding grace.
One day when the blinds have closed and our journey here has ended,
The Our Father's voice, we shall hear and our spirits will have ascended.
I
A week before one can eat again
No great illness
Listen to the wisdom of the body
No food remains
Expelled by mouth or tummy
Ask for intervention
Then wait
In faith
II
Those who wait and pray without hate
Will mount up on wings of eagles
They shall run without fatigue
And nobfear of human or spirits
Shall have any Dominion
Which belongs to the Lord
( Read Isaiah, psalms, Matthew. Psalm 37:7)
"... they that wait upon the Lord shall renew their strength;
they shall mount up with wings as eagles; ...."
Isaiah 40:31, King James Bible
With eagle wings, I shall rise up,
I shall gather my dreams;
With all failures I shall breakup,
And I shall ride life's streams !
My path is of yearning,
From no, I am turning;
Within- hope is burning !
And dreams are things,
With eagle wings !
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February 02, 2022
Poetry/Rhyme/Quietus/Hope Is The Way
Copyright Protected, ID 02-1427-389-02
All Rights Reserved, 2022, Constance La France
(Written in the Quietus Form created by Unseeking Seeker)
Written for the Standard contest, Hope
sponsor, Mohan Chutani, Judged 02/16/2022
First Place
When we wait on the Lord
we are waiting for His best
The enemy wants us to believe
that the waiting period is unimportant,
but it's the waiting time that we make
the right decisions for our lives.
He gives power to strengthen when feeling of faint
when waiting on the Lord He renew your strength
you mount up with wings as eagles
you shall run and not be weary
you shall walk and not faint
They that wait upon the Lord.
No weapon that is formed against you shall prosper
every tongue that shall rise against you
in judgment shall be condemn
when we wait upon the Lord
He shall be your rear guard
watching your back
taking up the lack
when we wait upon the Lord--
Are you waiting upon the Lord?
misunderstood by those who say love is real,
but life knows me better and can make me feel-
love reaches heights above the mount up high,
where only eagles with ferocity fly
walking and running throughout my day,
visions and thoughts bleeding away-
time has been stopped for those who wait,
living and giving to those who complicate
but I feel the breeze whisper to the willow
sweet nothings at twilight under my pillow-
where sleep can be found without regret,
making all the rabid noise learn to forget
so I fear not that lift up to the mount I saw,
for the depth of the fall shall bestow such awe-
eyes seeing yellow yet black does appear,
with sandpaper and glass encompassed in fear
living without the reason I’ve always been alive,
secrets and notions of pain do contrive-
when laughter and hope destroy and stray
I shall seize the empathy that made me this way
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6.22.20
Look closely
between the bars.
Look at
pain, angst, hunger
businesses idled.
A prison
enough --
her empty
salon.
Bills mount up
employees
look elsewhere for work.
"Law's broken; I've spoken -
Jail!"
I see blind men,
Look closely.
May 8, 2020
O Mother
you the palace of my dependence
you the citadel of my happiness
you the source of my life
you the power of stepping ahead
you can wipe only the tears of sorrow and grievance
but now O mother
you are going away too far
too far from me to the kingdom of stars
forever!
oh mother
it's me the believer
heaven is existed under
your feet where my prayer
will be alive longer and pure fair
for you to mount up true living power
-September 23, 2019 Chattogram
Like an eagle* with flying quest
I need God’s grace to the fullest;
Through His might mounting me up high…
Now my wings can soar in the sky.
Midst adversities’ attack-blow
Crashing me helplessly below;
The Lord lifts me, smiting grief’s sigh…
Hearing my sincere prayer-cry.
Driven toward glorious worship
Propped by the Savior’s leadership
Never will His plan I defy…
Learning truths, hopeful beyond "why."
In my ascent for service-height
I’m engulfed with joyous delight;
As my spirit to Christ draws nigh...
Thankful that in peace I can fly.
*Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
July 15, 2019
Soaring in the Sky Entry: Edited on April 29, 2020
3rd place, "STRAND PICK J,ANY THEME,ANY FORM" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Brian Strand; judged on 5/1/2020.
Eagles*
loftily
conquer height’s might;
invite me to soar up…
with grace.
*Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
May 7, 2019
5th place, "Writing Challenge 1, May 2019 - Cinqku" Poetry Contest
Sponsored by Dear Heart; judged on 5/13/2019.
Waiting*…
Patience at work
God’s design is perfect
“Lord, please keep me doing what’s right…
...Trusting!"
*Isaiah 40:31 But they that wait upon the LORD shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings as eagles; they shall run, and not be weary; and they shall walk, and not faint.
April 18, 2019
I gazed with envy at a bird
As it flip flops and disappeared
Into the sunny deep blue sky
I believe one day I will fly
I have no doubt that the day will come
When gravity I’ll overcome
I know some may think I’m crazy
Or may find my vision hazy
Like a hawk, I will mount up high
Till I elude the human eye
I will do it without the wind
I will do it without two wings
Then other men I will inspire
And hope to fly, they too aspire
My walking days will be my past
The sky will be my home at last.
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