when each cell of form is a twinkling star
a million bliss bubbles in head explode
whence without movement we’re carried afar
where frequency of love is our abode
nodes within churn in our mind-body urn
where whilst in repose we metamorphose
as God’s light willingly choosing to burn
amazed beholding how bliss rapture grows
soles of feet and palms are not left behind
participating fully with our spine
conjoined with heart and crown divine aligned
as pull of magnetism for which we pine
poised in the vibrant void of cessation ~
unending thus is our meditation
Nature embracing Earth have broad reach
to nourish, support and enrich
Ecosystem participating at random
in cosmic curriculum
exhibiting wide spectrum
through versatility,
dynamism and vitality.
Vast oceans, rivers, mountains,
deserts, volcanoes, fountains
going through formation , reformation,
or destruction , extinction !
Natural happenstances —-
Infinite number of instances.
Life is also running through initiation
evolution and extinction
ceaseless continuous
on broad reach simultaneous.
Holding broad reach, Nature possessing so many aspects
presenting , also representing non-living and living objects.
The Human Experience is beyond difficult,
Of the utmost difficulty.
Connect or be doomed to isolation, which is of benefit but never permanent.
Experience vulnerability or live in coldness and hardened spirit, both with happen.
We have no choice in nor can escape from participating in community.
There is no community without variables and under layers.
Factors, angles or fractions of each other, mirrored but in no way the same.
Small pieces gliding, overlapping, gravitation away then returning.
An endless loop of beautifully terrible divine fabrics, of time and space, weaving, ripping apart and reuniting.
The lenses shift from rose to apocalyptic, the human physical plane a combination of...
But with Hope as the driver,
We yearn for a balanced vision through sight.
this 'poem' is to inform those who follow my poems and to those whose poems I follow that I will be having carpal tunnel surgery on Monday, January 12. After that time I will be out of 'poetry commission' for a while.
I just didn't want to stop participating and not keep you informed. Looking foward to a return in the near future, warm wishes, Sara Etgen-Baker
Violet’s blue spruce, which we bought this year
the same time we cut down our Christmas tree
has been planted in the yard and is doing beautifully.
The planting came with its share of celebration and festivity…
as all ten members of our family who were here
had a hand in transplanting Violet’s tree.
All ten people took a turn on the shovel…
which was our ultimate goal…
and answers that pressing question:
How many family members does it take just to dig one hole!
With every family member participating…
I can say with certainty…
we planted more than just a blue spruce
we planted a family tree.
We have given Violet and her tree the best start…
as all families try to do
and we pledge to do our best to raise that tree…
and little violet too.
To provide them both with sunlight, air and water..
nurture them through the summer heat and winter snow…
to give them both the care they need…
and enough space in which to grow.
We are happy to have planted in both of them
roots that will extend and solidify…
which will give them the strength and determination they need
to reach up to the sky
Let words be like footprints of understanding
Let every sentence narrate
Guide inspiration through create
Confident to pursue
Mind over matter and soul at will
Take charge and control
Right place and timing
Theory behind
All genuine
Moment to fulfill
Call to write
Interaction response
Learn by experimenting in participating
Listening being encouraging
Master your ability
A meant to be
For the world to see
Treasure Chest Motivation
The best to come
Think 2026 as you work it out
Be the best, but don’t settle for less
Only you can contest
Be the writer and Poet in confess
Let assurance be the test.
Twilight Saga
Eyes too heavy sweetie
On halfway to the realm of dreams
Behold, a sweet harmony
Dance of fairies, whisper of angels
Swan bath in the twilight
Startling eye- catching delight
And my heart throbbing with joy
Admits the words triumphantly,
That you are not just the sun
In whose rays I am bathing
You are not just the inhaled breeze
Into my cute lungs flowing
Well, you are also an eyelid
Eye-fitting holster
You are my lips and cheeks
Limbs, neck and ribs
Fingertips
You are every Me
Born in me
Born for me
Born with me
Born to be with me
I humbly confess
With the deepest breath
Sealed by transparent silence
Marking my restless life
The miracle of my style
The very guy
This confused beast
Determined by God and me
I long to be your angel
Dozing in your arms
The buzzing alarm
When your morning starts
The curtain of the eyelid
Covering your eyes
Your gravity, Moon
Sun Star that shines
I wish I could be
The curve of your nose
Your lips in a grin
Dimple on your cheek
Your vision in a whisper
A sensual smile
I wish I was your body part
Bloodstream veins and heart
Participating in your blood
United in our flow of love
I can see you, cycling through the pain.
It's overlapping now, you know yourself, including before the tears fall as rain.
The tension, your tight back and strained Warning Signals are flaring...
Clenching your jaw while standing in the mirror, staring.
Participating in helping and raising others, requires constant transformation of yourself.
This body, it feels it... Stiff like a doll on a shelf.
The experiences, they took a toll and the mind is so powerful.
The Mind helped you push through and now your bodies whispers are screams, your soul empty but so full.
Rest, my dear body... Your timelines have overlap.
See clearly, dear Mind... Come home and free yourself from the trap.
Of fighting or running, the endless quest for answers...
Listen to what you know, slow down and you'll travel faster.
A message to all worthy competitors in the Marathon this year.
It should be about camaraderie and having fun. When the finish line is crossed, I hope you'll have found that your time spent in participating has been worthwhile, and no one will be congratulating a plagiarizer or a machine.
I'm not taking part, (with apologies and admiration, Mark). There are too many issues that have been causing havoc in the Soup and because of them I'm seldom here. CHEERS to poets who run a good race!
Hope is fading,
I've been participating,
Patiently waiting,
Playing a game,
I'm secretly hating.
My health is fading,
I'm wading through debt,
I can't care for my pet,
I don't see an end yet.
I'm so tired of the hour,
Devouring my life.
Her's some Change for you strife,
I hope it satisfies,
Are the lies we're told.
I can only fantasize,
The peace in my demise,
So my spirit is free to rise.
What is it that you are showing me?
I saw a scene on the news:
Someone “powerful”
has been disrespectful
to someone in need.
Many emotions came to the surface
for the first time
I didn’t get caught up.
I just watched.
What is it that you are showing me?
I want to go deeper
See behind the story
Can I see myself reflected?
All stories
are fractals
of my own stories
in the end.
I could be
I have been
each of the characters
the victim, the witch, the princess…
Could I also be
the creator or the director?
Not just a lost actor
who doesn’t know he’s acting.
Learning to see from the outside
Reading between the lines
Looking for the lesson
Participating creatively.
Ever wonder why,
We look to the sky,
Honoring those who die?
What if clouds you see,
Was their energy,
In Eternity,
Here eternally,
Watching you and me,
Limitless and free.
Patiently waiting,
Anticipating,
Participating.
A Heaven sent,
Sentiment,
It's their intent.
Sharing a moment,
A loving event,
Your spirits connect,
Feeling the effects,
You look up to reflect.
Eyes wandering,
Mind pondering,
The Heart honoring.
Escape,
Images taking shape,
In A Fluffy cloudscape,
Leaving memories to trace.
Take the time to embrace,
Look to see their face,
In their full grace,
Hiding some place.
The Particles in space,
Taking form,
Changing shape.
An Energy swarm,
That always transforms.
Pulling you through the storms.
November 27 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Romans 14-16
Key Verse – Romans 14:12 So then every one of us shall give account of himself to God.
PRAISE BE TO GOD FOR INSTRUCTING US
TO GIVE ACCOUNT OF OURSELVES TO HIM
Praise be to God for instructing us
to give account of ourselves to Him midst:
Truth always trustworthy
Testimonies assertively true
Triumph affirmatively tenacious
Trials toward abounding thanksgiving
Temptations assuring timely tested testimony
Romans 15:6 Praise be to the Lord for
exhorting us to glorify Him:
Pleasing His person
Persevering with His power
Progressing by His prosperity
Pursuing toward His purpose
Participating in His program
Preaching His precepts
Praising Him with His people
Performing by His principles
Producing along His provisions
Praying in His plan
Romans 16:20 Praise be to the Saviour for
His peace and grace as we:
Cleave to His care
Cary His commands
Cling to His compassion
Come to His cross with our concerns
Claim His closeness around His comfort. Amen!
November 27, 2024
Withering away your days
Waiting on some undefined occurrence
To move you on to participating
In a life of abounding meaning
Change your ways, live life today!
Living life drunk and stoned
Surviving as a numbed-up drone
Muddled memories of momentary joy
Awash in an endless frittering of time
Change your ways, live life today!
Faith constrained to personal intellect
Hope buried in the ashes of popular culture
Love boxed up from a narcissistic education
Deceived by the Father Of Lies
Change your way, get a life today!
Change your way, get life everlasting!
Emblem-The Church Wall
Look there,do you see the wall of red brick
each upon the other:
leans with great care.
One joined evenly next to the other
bonded together in
equality:
Participating in their purposes
combining ,each their strengths
the load to share:
Weathered with the storms of life on its face
enduring through
eternity:
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