Devotion Ottava Rima Poems

Steadfast, he, as fortress guarded
In his ivory tower slept 
Fearing naught, though faith-departed
Knowing not his lover wept.
Cowardice, thought long-discarded
Secretly in silence crept
Corroded, as if silver,...

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My child is born with special needs -- should I cry
   I am not prepared to deal with this at all
Lord, how could...

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With God’s great hand* of uplifting power

Hoisting stewardship’s grand effectiveness

I yield to Him, my reaching-out Tower

Midst gracious call for service-faithfulness

Being a Bible-hearer and doer

For Gospel...

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Angels Speak of His True Love

By God’s intent, Angels speak of His true love,
For mankind and nature here on Mother Earth.
They help us find our...

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Jehovah gave me two boxes to keep
One box was black the other was gold
In the black box, put the tears that you weep
Put your sorrows...

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No mortal has triumphed to conquer your appeal,
From Enkidu's Shamhat to Cain's Aclima it starts
Longing for possessing you was part of the ordeal,
For lust grew...

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Autumns design takes candor beyond man.
Showing reality we all try to hide.
Sharing nakedness broad in noble plan,
Though recycling natures secure pride,
Bolder, at the end of...

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As the breath fills our hallowed chest with life 
and heart beats upon drum of anch’ring bone
so prayerful meditation eases strife,
through dance and strum, we...

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Expressive outlook brings out emotions quick
Bold duality glimmers and truly shines.
No separations desired between the pick.
Feelings envelope binding them just like vines
Devotion un-swayed by lies...

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Even before the arrival of the first snows, so brilliantly candid, 
we climbed mounts less dangerous than the Alps's;
and we proudly chalked it up to...

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Embarking on this dreamer's vessel 
to find an Elysium never discovered by Man,
and as adventurous as Columbus was:
enamored with the passion of discovery,
I will find,by...

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I often visited the prittiest and kindest lady,
who lived by an abandoned, weedy cemetery...
and she told me tales that made me dream;
up that pine-scented and...

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