In the end, we will laugh.
We will draw back the curtain and see there was never distance to cross. We were not away. We were not lost. We have always been home.
There is a table, with many already seated.
We will sit with them and join the meal.
Notice the chair holding you.
Let the hands unclench.
Notice light resting as dust,
with no promise of arrival. It gathers quietly on the table that was always there.
You do not have to earn the meal.
You do not have to understand the room.
You do not have to become anything more than what you already bring.
The language of dust says, there is no need to wait.
The meal has already been set.
The table was never withheld.
Only unseen
Pull the curtain away
You can sit at the table now.
So, Sit.
Sit now.
Nothing is wasted. Nothing is outside.
Everything participates
Sit and laugh a little sooner
Sooner than expected.
The soul and body fight,
Defining what is right,
Within the realm of sight.
One is matter,
One is Light,
Tightly wound around duality.
Two living entities,
Sharing the same body,
Atoms creating forms you see,
Held together by energy.
The energy in me,
My spirituality.
While Atoms dance in reality,
The creation that you see,
Is projected mentally.
Everything a part to play,
Be careful what you say,
You create your world that way.
The soul never goes away,
The body only temporary.
Staying silent it waits,
As the self participates.
Life creates,
In ways you can't see.
Energy is invisible,
Divisible by me.
speakingWhat language does the heart speak
not a thumb thumb, thumb thumb thumb, thumb
what language does the heart speak
whispers vibrates electronic vibrations love
until the Lord eclectic bombardment caressing
each and every vessel for the river flows fire does
as the soul overwhelming unending love professing
the heart sound the rhythm makes my soul participates love
Inflamed moving and vibrates acknowledging speaking
Energy emitting receiving transmitting
Incapable embraceable a breath breathing this is my heart speaking
Hallelujah
5/2/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2024
Welcome to The S Laughter house
And lots of fun and games
Where everyone participates
To show that they are game
We’re well known as the funny place
Where beef, I mean cows go
Just get in line behind a friend
And please enjoy the show
We’ll unload your bags right away
So you can watch an act
And at the end when all’s wrapped up
You will be fully packed
See we’re so busy every day
It seems like a stampede
Of happy patrons, we will slay
Until becoming feed
What I really meant by that is
Until becoming freed
That’s the kind of laughs we get at
S Laughter House indeed
We also serve food all day long
Outside on the paddock
Which is beyond that dusty yard
Like that for prime livestock
We know our guests have a good time
Since they stay forever
Due to the fact we’re such cut ups
Which is our endeavor
Tell your family and your friends
Plus those that oink and bleat
For we’ll find plenty of room for
All those we like to meat
Iced feathered snow-capped hilltops
Frozen flaken iced ever squalling over grounds and rocks
Cold cooling winds against the windows
This lady snow capes sub freezing beneath them
Craving eye the sleepy silent snow
escapes on plowed powder
Caring I heard the attic
frizzling smelly frozen showers
Jon snowy tree hovers over me
That weather wise weather wise
Via yet the sun blanks and upper skies
Nature calls sweater winter
Snows on falls from the sky
This is weird and
I wouldn't like having winter around
Here yet son blanks in upper
Partly covered by the winter clouds
Still cold breast breeze silences me
Hearing those wins Sub-Zero burching
Deep into the darkness consorting
Much as I marvel the pliable horror Frost
The sound of snow slip plowing sow English
Crashing together through
Which came gustin gusting rushing winds
I crave the snow
It is a storm that let's snow skate
I crave the stormless snowy storm
I crave the arctic avalanche
Avalanche alarming rate sparkling I crave
Those the frozen drops of dust
Rain to snow falls dew now participates
12/18/32
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr © 2021
CATCH 22
A window pane shatters
Nobody makes a home run
Note:'spaces' is an imagism form .It has a title and three line ,the middle being blank and left to the readers imagination who thus participates in the poem as one does viewing a painting in a gallery
As our heart expands
enveloping both polarities
bliss within permeates
in a lingering loving tease
The head ovoid above
participates in this dance
Ajna & Sahasrara delighted
unbound is their exuberance
Shift within being a yearning
to melt & merge with the divine
jiva & Atma & Paramatma one
as in total surrender we align
01-September-2020
Devotion, godly victorious, participates in earnest discipleship
Submitting to the Scriptures’ divine instruction
Enjoying the Saviour’s compassion in Great Commission-fulfillment.
Victorious devoutness to the Lord ministers through His power
Labouring in His vineyard with blessings' diligence
While following the Master’s steps, abiding in His fellowship.
Commitment to Christ, triumphantly* at work, serves whatever the cost
Offering to God wholeheartedly midst sacrifice-willingness
Praising worshipfully, assured of eternal life’s glory.
*Psalm 106:47 …O LORD our God, … gather us… to give thanks unto thy holy name, and to triumph in thy praise.
August 15, 2019
. for public domain
The Divine Will unfolds Its design
at Its own pace, and each creation
ultimately returns to its origin;
for there is no other source,
there is no other end.
Our free will participates in this.
Like children in the kitchen
wanting to join with the preparation
of breakfast. Children may be given
the option to choose ingredients,
but whatever they choose,
breakfast will be made according to plan.
So, if the plan is no melted marshmallows
on scrambles eggs, there shall be
no melted marshmallows on scrambles eggs.
I think the greatest
flaw as writers is
our tendency to say
too much--
for the reader
not only participates
with his mind
but also
with his heart….
It's Saturday in suburbia U.S.A.
Lawn mowers buzzing, chores underway
Planting and pruning, nourishing flowers that will bloom
To announce and brighten the month of June
Contented cats perch on fences high
Loftily appraising the collared dogs led by
To the dogpark, filled with Frisbees and tennis balls
A meelee of fur, a Fido free-for-all!
Teenagers holding signs - for a small fee, to support their JROTC
They will clean your cars - from grimy to shiny!
Kids on bikes and boards fly down the steep hill
Heedless of danger - transported by thrill
Farmer's markets - trendy veggies and jams, artisanal pleasure
Yard sales - for pennies on the dollar, you could discover treasure
At the local high school field, the softball game starts
Everyone participates - everyone plays their part
As evening folds in, grills are fired up
Smokey meat smells waft by - time to sup!
In suburbia U.S.A
It's just another Saturday
The Convivial Mancs Minx
Stirrer of the Soup
Front and center of the Loom
Feminine rat pack crooner
An erstwhile trusty steed
Who participates and loves to read
No man is an Island
But a women's playground
To fell with words and pose
And she is a sullen rose amongst tidal waves
Silhouettes dancing with elegant gestures,
In ecstatic Moonlight dwelling in the ethereal sphere.
An oasis thriving in a wondering mind,
Mixed with emotions that teeter the edge.
As I search the Heavens for answers untold,
Is it in my grasp, the enlightened soul?
Finding solace in the beauty of this world,
Still, my heart is beating a forgotten love song.
When the songbird takes flight he captures my spirit,
Observing the trees standing proudly on majestic earth.
How can one forsake this ancient sacred vow?
The strong bond of souls in the eternal glory.
We imprison ourselves in every comprehensible way,
If seeing is believing then I am an unbeliever,
The unfathomable acts that man participates in,
To the other side of the spectrum, he is a miraculous being.
/|\
Spring is the best time to play.
Outstanding performances don't go unnoticed.
Cards are used for warnings or send-offs.
Creativity is a key role.
Everyone participates on or off the field.
Referees are important.
Break apart all those facile screens
Organized overdrawing of institutional bleeding
Walks through maps and tourism
Pushing hour glasses beyond comprehension
At the ground level, animals are recurring
Human bounty participates at the nexus
As species consolidate their voices
Power and choice conglomerate each family network
Brother in arms bent apart
Relegates to the past where futures amass
The tiny behavioral netting with wet tongues crawling
Putative changes through into city potluck
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