Cleansing, renewal of being instinctive light,
eternal existence breath to life's struggle
Emotion control conflict, fallen human way
we lose sight for reason
Is soul we look to live among hatred, purification
to peace we search endless battles
Your pride and darkness defiles the heart,
presence of evil overcome who we are
Are we worthy our faith storms diminish,
given up our own selfish ego feeds
Is love sacrifice for mankind war rage inside,
together we fail objective to life
Survival experience, we have choice who we
are to be but is it our own greed
Tolerated consequences our actions deemed okay,
purification, poison as water we drink
Fought by evil laid like a wasteland, purpose
without resolution is conflict
It is desires rooted in truth we grow,
eyes open; right or wrong determines outcome
Choice yours, purification; giving up war
doesn't mean you lose battle
Just makes you stronger person, how can you
change world unless yourself change first
Hidden away, I watched a demon Marcus cleanse his soul,
Midst sage and stone, the ritual took control.
A blessed prayer to purge the dark within,
To find a future free of ancient sin.
Cleansed and renewed by the candle's ray,
Marcus rose to face the coming day.
On the journey to faith and understanding
There are places where we must not stay
Temporary temptations of past mind transforming
Where the old to the new finally gives way
If our cries of pain can become song
Then Power of the Prince of Peace
Will carry us from these petrified forests forlorn
To a new found hope filled release
Then will we arrive on the fragrant palm lined shore
Where the bees make honey from the orange blossom
And the petrified pine is no more
Here the pain of longing into obtaining turns over
Among the rows of cactus and lime
Where the cows eat up the clover
And the sea waves count out the time
Here faith turns into knowledge
And the cold wind of death into life’s melody
That saves
If everything I loved catches fire,
the men I have ever loved
would be cremated for purity's sake.
I was told to listen to the soul
before I expanded it—
to watch the earth, air, fire, water
get agitated.
The sun always works overtime,
as if she turns around the stars
and places the moon
elegantly into spaceships.
At some point, I was afraid to look up,
until I discovered
that the universe is one big intuition.
I am harassed by love.
I move in and out of it,
just to keep every lover alive,
just to keep catching their fire.
Bernice Zoleka Mannie
LYAIOZ MANNIE
Bring your enemy
Into your territory
Is purging within.
Purification
Haiku: by Tom
1/28/2022
Fire, we endure,
in order to be made strong,
and God knows what's best.
The night has dreams of waltzes,
the day smells of salt...
In the day I bathe in the sea
under sunlight...
At night I bathe under the moon,
I become whiter than snow...
what luck to preferred and
share astral friendship... !
MAY THE DIVINE FLAME... !
GUIDE US
For generosity,
for tolerance,
for perseverance,
to design the
absolute wisdom...
GRANTED US
The rebirth of suffering,
at birth, in disease
in eld age and in death...
THAT WE CAN BE FREE
From animal suffering,
of stupidity,
of preying,
of ignorance...
OF KARMA
let us be
blessed,
for that lower karma
can be dissolved
in the light...!
THAT DIVINE CALLS
GUIDE US:
For generosity,
for tolerance,
for perseverance,
for designing the
pristine wisdom ...
MAY BE GRANTED TO US:
The rebirth of suffering,
at birth, in disease
in eld age and in death ...
LET US BE RELEASED:
Animal suffering,
stupidity,
prey,
of ignorance ...
OF KARMA
Let us be
bestowed,
so that the lower Karma
can dissolve
in the light ... 1
The loving rain was starting
with gentle drops
The watery meteorites
pelted down to earth
my shrivelled heart opened up,
with every drop
a little more
I craved for it,
to never stop this purification
until I realized:
its washing my old skin away.
the Reincarnation of that unfledged me
was…
undescribeble painful.
I felt nostalgia while skinning myself
my neck still hurts
from looking back
way too much
My friend the time
announced me war
while I was standing still,
proud and frozen
Science denies existence
of a soul--
as if a body could weigh
and hold their
flexible Time;
and speak, they, further
in Einsteinian-breath
of multiple dimensions
beyond the known;
yet not one can allow for a
spirit: detour from
their worshiped road-map,
betrothed to Math;
Math—their road-map:
images they created
with balances to support,
while the bible is
a tangible asset,
at least, somewhat,
backed-up by real
experience;
Sometimes
I think Science
is all Global Warming
and Abortion
the farm of modern
universities…
Seems to me
when the earth was warmer
and the sunscreen, sweat
animals were far bigger
and stronger—as for CO2,
if one limited the Congress
to Conservatives, DC would be
only half
purified….
i can see the limitations and the complications
of your fixation on forming the proper relations.
please don't let the temptations cloud your visions
or a better man.
translation, don't let lust be the causation
for this love's disintegration.
i never need your validation
or a clarification on this modification of love.
this is the purification vacation, baby,
just positive vibrations.
no altercations just relaxation.
this is the sanitation of love.
that what the kids are
calling it now these days? feels
more like painful waste
angel card series # 19
A sanctified tree
bathing in Almighty Glory
cleansing in the field
Melting Paraffin
Cleansing my sins
Burning flame
In his name
Holy Grail
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