I do not remember the text from which I had experienced the first manifestation.
But when I open the eyes
I was going out of the duress.
When the temple door opens,
those who rush to the front line are unconfident.
As the front and rear lines are with same distance, who is getting succeeded at this gallop.
Divine spirit rejuvenates senility.
The most beautiful song of love could be seen in the eyes of divine lover.
Others begin their prayers; and peregrinate in search of temples without having an insight.
Wouldn’t you withdraw your hand when you draw the tears of a blind thinking it is light?
The sanctuary and the God is being encircled with questions of mankind.
Haven’t you given me acute disease?
Hadn’t you given me a mortified birth?
Made me an indignant one?
Did you not bring down my yesterday’s profit?
Your nemesis thrown us into malaise
At that time, a smile blossomed on God’s face which was a sight for sore eyes.
"Hear these hibiscus hymns"
of my hopeful heart
"the chorus a poet bleeds..."
in blessed blues
"I kissed an opera octave"
and started a silent symphony
spinning songs and
sculpting stars in syllables
The mellifluous melodies
mastered by my metaphors
tickle tentative tunes
through a tapestry of tales
Echoes of ecstasy
reverberate in every ensemble
The breath of ballads boasts
of beauty unheard
Lilting lullabies
let out love-lit lyrics
On wings of woven words,
I whistle whispers
chanting celestial canticles
of celebration
Heavenly harmony comes alive
in holy happiness
Rhythmic refrains refresh
in rolling resurgence
The pulsing verses
paint pretty emotions
in ink inspired
euphoric euphonies
crafting creative carols
of Christ-centred comfort
The jubilant joy
of the
soul's dance rejuvenates
stringing, singing and shaping
soulful silver notes
Slow up; stepping wearier.
For Time's effect
What in the mind, this path along
Fooling does cross.
They'll vouch for it; these startlements
Sprung upon by.
Whilst heart out its breast jumps, leap
All pools across!
What do you lack, they say.
I lay, when they sway!
Ask me, why this misery?
A trifle poet's mystery.
I carved my path here,
Not questioned, nowhere near.
Spare me the little life I have,
They consoled, Oh! Child be brave.
Love alone is not enough,
The crowd in this ambience are slough.
In now I drown,
Lost and now I frown.
Rejuvenates skin once and twice,
Running after victory being rat and mice.
I craved a natter,
Though I'm not yet better.
Prevails wait for peace to come around,
An embrace as heavy as a hundred pounds.
A wail emerges to eradicate this agony,
The soul tore itself free the atomy.
The blue demands more,
Shattered hearts and bones to the core.
Yet, I can't see the vein,
Damp eyes, quivering hands, hiding the pain.
Live, live, live, my burning soul screams.
Down to ashes, down to nothing,
Sitting in flames, burning even my rage.
A symphony of screams escapes my trance.
Live, live, live, echoes in my head.
Burning pyre, pyre containing my dreams.
Crying sky, serves light at the death of the day.
Dying hope reincarnates, my heart rejuvenates.
Live, live, live, embedded in my eyes,
Eyes that cry but refuse to die.
Broken castle, castle of my dreams,
I fetch bricks, for I choose to live.
water gives us life
she uplifts us
rejuvenates us
keeps us connected
her baptisms
her wet coolness
her willingness to share
keep us fresh
essential loving water
as important as air
they both keep us alive
without them, we would not exist
we owe much to water
she is our hero
our queen
our connection to faeries and angels.
Morning sunrise with warbling birds makes me smile,
Reminder of God’s bounteous gifts here and across the mile;
A new day is Lord’s marvelous grace with great surprise,
He’s astounding! His loving providence gives joy to suffice.
I smile when I think of my relatives and family,
Knowing I’m treasured and loved, it’s heaven to me!
With their unwavering care and all-out support,
If heavily laden, they’re my refuge, my everlasting comfort.
I smile every time I view the crimson sky during sunset,
Works were all done. Thanks for the challenges, no regret;
End of the day is a triumph, fine time to meditate, rest
To renew my strength. Tomorrow, I’ll give again my best.
Smile paints on my face when I see you smiling,
Your smile is my delight. If you’re sad, I’m here darling;
Let’s smile often so that the world smiles on us,
Smile rejuvenates, a natural treatment, we can save cash.
Down where the privet hedge blooms
And doves sing their coos
A woman feeds the birds
Now her life resumes
God's love is an ocean
And mine a small-streamed river
The tide comes in and rejuvenates
The small stream's thirst for life
Dear Lord in your son's name
Let the water flow
And my life like spring flowers blossom
Amen
april brings us
its share of miracles
of life that sprouts
in shades of green
every year the cycle
like clockwork
rejuvenates yet
we are always in awe
spring give rise
to our sense of salvation
and of hope that
we have not been forsaken
AP: Honorable Mention 2025
That moment when your heart rejuvenates at the collision of the mind and soul
In cohesion to self empowerment
Setting goals bigger than success itself
Breaking forces unknown yet heavy
To carry
That moment
When your heart set's your spirit free
Babtised by freedom.
Feared by fear
Welcomed by emotional upliftment,
Left by the pit's spit,
Spirit purified,
glorified as an understatement.
That moment
When your smile brightens even your self confidence.
Shoulders pecked,
Vision
Set afar only the soul could comprehend
the chronicles
fathomed by the mind's rooted routes
That moment
When no obstacle's carry a weight not greater
Than that of a match stick
That moment
Feeling from heart, thoughts rested, our awareness
rejuvenates pulse of soul, ever present
in the background, yet cognised in staid stillness …
for those who listen.
Cultivating gentleness, firm our focus,
rapture rises, brought forth by kundalini,
Divine Mother’s caress of sublime delight …
for souls who are pure.
In my travels
I seek thee
Amongst the snow capped mountains,
The scenic valleys,
Meandering rivers
That meets the turquoise sea
The rolling meadows
And sprinkling streams
The azure sky above
Connect me to the supreme being
A transcendental journey
That invigorates and rejuvenates me
On a spiritual level
You cool my being when it's catastrophically sad.
When you just touch my skin, it's my mind that goes gladly mad.
The rhythm of classic music fills your pitter-patter
Between you and the wind, what exactly is the chatter?
My heart, like a red rose, blooms. The aroma of love spreads.
From within, as a thick speck of summer dust, ego shreds
Is there, between you and the earth, a passionate debate?
Joy, like new sprouts, from my interiors rejuvenates.
Do you mirror my sadness? You erased my tears, I know.
Don't you know, that it's out of inner pain that the tears blow?
Lightning peeps from clouds like a shy girl behind her mother.
Each bubble in troubled waters tries to smash the other.
I feel cleansing, like freshness of physique after a bath.
Is the thunder raising its voice a sign of divine wrath?
Zeus, Oya, Indra, and Hyades dance in euphoria.
There's, on earth, a rhyme and chime of Amen Alleluia.
Afar off as Luna disturbs the briny sea air, its pallid
lips farewell kiss of former throne fairs to absence.
Heir apparent solace a crown restored as its Hymn
privilege rejuvenates Sol's nurtured Hawaiian Isles.
As guests, while a tad, in Hawaii's wild, there they'll
see groundbreakers of Plumeria painted plumes don
guest guessing tree colors that rival Picasso's rarity,
Rose Period of benevolent hues missing silent blues.
On yonder rise further untamed, yielding in strength,
the Bird of Paradise, queues surround a mound. Find
true value in their weight of numbers enabled on top
of the tabled bouquet than solo left alone--so lonely.
Siding with soloists that orchestrate scents, like that
of the Gardenia, Puakenikeni, Kahili Yellow Ginger or
Pikake/Jasmine and Tuberose many more aromatics
redolent a symphonic scores, an orchid won, adored.
April 26 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on 2Kings 18-19
Key Verse – 2Kings 18:5 He trusted in the LORD God of Israel; so that after him was none like him among all the kings of Judah, nor any that were before him.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO MOVES US
TO TRUST IN HIM WHO IS THE LORD
Praise be to God for moving us to trust in the Lord:
Directing us toward His will perfectly
Disciplining us through His way protectively
Declaring to us His worthiness-wealth prudently
Delighting us according to His Word’s working powerfully
Defending us against waywardness and worldliness peacefully
2Kings 18:6 Praise be to the Lord Who
ushers us to cleave to Him as we:
Cling to His goodness
Call unto His greatness
Clamor for His guidance
Come to His graciousness
Cheer along His generosity
2Kings 19:31 Praise be to the Saviour for
His zeal that always:
Revives our faith’s strength
Restores our fuel for service
Replenishes our fervor in stewardship
Rejuvenates our flame for servanthood
Reinforces our fixed firmness in supplication. Amen!
April 26, 2024
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