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He Has Only Just Begun

He Has only Just Begun

He has only just begun creating new days
 whether inside hours
 or by the river that flows from the throne of the Lamb.

He has only just started planning for fresh sunsets
 in loving hues never witnessed
 on Heavenly streets or asphalt highways.

He has only just started rolling out plans
 for forests

Only Just Begun

 

”He is THE Creator, because “Through him all things were made;
without him nothing was made that has been made” 

                                  

He Has Only Just Begun

It comes out of its chamber,
Summoned by the evening,
It stands on its podium,
A lamp for the night,
It tells us it’s time to retreat,
Rest for a while in the twilight blues,
Let go of the burdens of the day,
Tomorrow’s city doesn’t want to be overburdened.

Sometimes it stands alone,
Sometimes it is surrounded by its compatriots,
Even in the darkest

He Has Only Just Begun

As long as he was hale and hearty,
has not uttered the name of God.
Until things went well as per his plan,
has not offered prayers to Him.
Taking pride in his youthful vigour,
and very handsome Cupid figure,
has not felt His holy presence.
Failing to see Him in every heart,
and running after physical pleasures,
he whiled away his precious time.
Now,

He Has Only Just Begun

After a long sojourn away I returned to God 
attending mass every day and visiting the chapel 
betwixt a quiet interlude, blessed silence;  
Sick and broken lost and afraid 
I sat there in my pew and opened my heart 
It wasn't long before my eyes found Him 
and when they did, the tears flowed

He has only just begun

Schumann’s resonance rising
Magnetism impacting gravity
Pores of space begin dilating
Admitting within ethereal light
Altering reality as we know it 
Incomprehensible to our mind

Outgrowing cocoon of the ego
Pristine soul spreads its wings
Resting mind, shifting to heart
Poised in time stretched calm
Wherein one with the universe 
The drop becomes the ocean

Omnipresent in the vast void
Inseparable from the all that is
The

He Has Only Just Begun

If you’re only a teen, you may carry the weight,
Of a past you abhor and a present you hate,
You may live in your room, like a temple of doom,
But the rest of your day is a book and a broom.

Oh, why am I here, oh why am I me,  
Oh why am I here

He Has Only Just Begun

The chirping of the first bird to which I listen
And the first ray of the sun that glistens
Are not the beginnings, yet, continuations?
Of his caring hand, carrying on its liberation
Like untimely drizzling and winged termites
Surprises set in with inexplicable delights.
Each petal that unfurls from fresh flowers
Rays that spread out like rainbow showers
Movements of the mind

He has Only Just Begun

Stoned out of concentration, my eyes stared deep into the padded grey church walls, ambient coloured lights flashed through the tinted windows dancing up the ceilings, and tunes of melodious worship shadowed past my ears.

I never wanted a cut on my body. "you have a cyst in both ovaries and it requires prompt surgery." The

He Has Only Just Begun

When might it have started? When did this whole thing start?
‘Beginning’ is too hard a concept, it is too natural a word, 
It is too common a daily lifestyle that too many cross over it like 
Butterflies in the midst of summer, like little waves in a pond of 
Lily leaves. 

Do you know how

He has only just begun

"Through the Holy Gospel we are his messengers." Holy Gospels


He guides us to show others
With his love and understanding.
In each of us, He has only just begun.
I am a fledgling in His vast universe.
As an example of His love and caring
I will treat all as I would wish to be treated
The power of our Lord

He's Only Just Begun

He's only just begun to light the flame of my destiny 
He's only just begun to pull the thorns out of my heart 
For, his sweet promises, I always remembered 
Even in dark and stormy weathers 

He's only just begun to light the darkness of my path 
And wash away the mist of gray on

He Has Only Just Begun

Gone amiss is the tight white moon
whose withheld breath owned a night
of penitent voices cast to its homely face.
Its passage assures a slumbering world
the fading calm bares weight enough that a
sole butterfly carry effortlessly to silence.

Awake by the faithful whose life restorations 
into joys embrace with psalms and hymns
welcome dawn's golden chariots cheery 
cherubs championed

He Has Only Just Begun

It started thousands of ages ago,
when He had only just begun.
His creativetly was beyond all thought,
it was just divine.
If one looks over the many years,
we can see His handy work around every corner.
Today, technology is like a run away train,
yet He Has Only Just Begun.
What will tomorrow bring, 
one does not know.  
We need

He Has Only Just Begun

On swift wings, blessed by the light,
who pours out the melody, 
scriptures come to life – in the song,
joyful noises, crafted by hope,
soothing away the dark, coloring the life
in gentle truth, praises poured out,
all through the music, songs drifting,
on the edge of a heart – rhythmic, beyond the winds,
who remember only the showers,
the storm who

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