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As lovely as morning clouds appear
I would sometimes they’d part,
And from the gaps I’d hear
Saraphims stream their praise of Jesus,
Who I love with all my heart.
But no such voices hear I
Raining from the sky.
From the day of birth
To the day I die,
Only a cacophony of silence
Broken by thunder
And mankind’s explosions.
My fate seems no better
Than the ancient Trojans
So please speak to me of Jesus.
Your voice is all I hear,
For when two or more of you
Gather and speak in his name
I’ll believe that He is near.
Note: I Corrected the spelling of "Tojans" to "Trojans" to ease the suffering of pedants. The mispelling of, "saraphim" remains, as it more accurately depicts the speaker in the verses as not a Bilical scholar, nor a grammarian, just a commoner.
Revelation has begun
Ages of time arrived
The World was given a chance
Well in advance
What Biblical words had stated
Prophesied by a Prophet
Look and observe the signs
Keep praying in mine
The World will be judged, and books will be opened
Tongue confessions after confessions will come out
Chosen one’s will be granted in Heaven’s space
No need for baggage, but have your soul well packed
Faith confirms your reservation
Heaven’s new day
The train has arrived
Step aboard
Thank the Lord.
Hall of Shame, where I currently dwell
Played the game, but it was bound to fail
While the Devil just danced
I was Demon romanced
Head aflame, with Hellhounds on my trail
Some be, Zion bee
Well for you, a hateful smile
Sour and little, a hurt savior to lead
Weight in the water, and a craving mile
Towers in the now, towers in the how
Somewhere with a lover, silliness
Powers will dwindle, indignancy stills love
Merry to keep, a rising shower of worth, flowers in a strength
Merit, today
The future of simplicity with us
The dour cares of rights and shade
For a moments mind, that has the sense to discuss
Way beyond the horizon...
Since and heat, hence and seat
Is for me, a weary swallow of better wine
Towers to dream once more, the gifts of need
Care
Hell, is a willing slave
Show me the stare you know, a rage in the sour and fare
Well to do, due the roses in your heart, with a reaching smile we have...
Clarity, the bell has wrung, from the beginning to the last
Anarchy for a friendlier sin, is all that matters when a mind commits life
To a seldom of remorse, in the name of properness that is a western question to ask
Dread, have we ever known the better without a lip of lordship in the same of witnessing a climb?
CHEMIN FAISANT
With every season I strove to stay on the lit path.
I tried the best I could, expectantly; at least I thought so.
Synclines and anticlines, chemin faisant, the Prize forefront.
I knew He went before, to light up the Way.
With smiles, groans modulating the smiles, I did follow.
The secrets of the Saints I wished I knew, for reassurance.
Some gains, loss at their heels; yet pressing on, quite determined.
I knew that by His grace I’d keep to His Way.
Swerving from pesky promptings,
I chose ma Verite´ et mon Chemin, la Vie pour moi.
The lit path, His very Way;
Net forward trudge along the perfect highway.
Le Prix; chemin faisant, el premio es el Sen~or.
He’s Love; He doesn’t fail; ecce *****who shows me the Way.
His arms outstretched for me; welcoming me with holy embrace.
Lucid invitation, nudge to embrace Grace.
Car nul ne vient la? que par Lui; gaping gate on Easter morn.
Slowed by the plod, yet heart pounding, and empowered by His Grace;
Gleefully, I made it there by following His Way.
The Perfection Way.
As I rise from my slumber and from my dream
With my goals for the day, yet unforeseen
I’ll stretch and yawn
Like Grass on The Lawn
And say, “Good morning, Lord”
With a morning smile I can afford.
Start my morning with God in mind
Will certainly prove to be divine!
I’ll hum a tune or maybe two
For the Lord to brew.
Mid-day at work or school
It would be rather oh so cool
And definitely fair and square
If I whispered to God a little prayer
Even if just to say “Hello Up There!”
Before I stop to converse with my mom
What occurred today with Mary and Tom,
And what teacher said
That had me dread
The blue sky hue
Turn to gray debut
I shall run and hide in my secret room
And first tell God to weed and prune
The horrific occurrences of the day
That chastised the sun to go away!
And when the night is on the rise
And my eyes catch the twinkle of the stars on high
And the moon shines bright
As I lay myself down for the night
I’ll whisper a prayer to God above
To pardon and guard me with eternal love….
Do you see this home I made,
as well, the streets, houses and moon?
You are just a game I play,
ceasing to exist very soon.
Once out of sight, out of mind;
mere puppets dancing on my strings;
Life is illusion, you'll find
no magic with what freedom brings.
I will create the rainbows
or thunder as my mood dictates;
My rules, nobody knows,
along with all your future fates.
If you deign to interfere
I'll fill you full of distraction;
Better say your prayers right here
and give us both satisfaction.
Who is holy?
He who emulates God
For God is Holy
And how to do so?
Do what He does
Visit the sick, comfort the bereaved
Lift up the downtrodden, free the captive
Take in the orphan, the widow,
the poor and the stranger
Shun life in cloistered ivory towers
Holiness demands our God-given powers
ANGELS “
VOICES FROM SOMEWHERE I’VE NEVER HEARD BEFORE
SMOOTH FLOWING HARMONY MAKES ME WANT FOR MORE
IT MUST BE ANGELS SINGING FROM ABOVE
WORDS SWEET AS HONEY SOUNDING JUST LIKE LOVE
865.
Pag-asa sa Pamilyang Sagrado
(1) May pag-asa kay Hesus Nazareno
Pangalawang Patron ng Quiapo
Ang Kapistahan ay ika-9 ng Enero
Tinulungan Niya ako
Makapagtapos ng Kolehiyo
(2) May pag-asa kay Santo Niño
Patron ko sa Casimiro
Ang Kapistahan ay ika-19 ng Enero
Tinulungan Niya ako
Magkaroon ng kapatid na bunso
(3) May pag-asa kay Candelaria ng Jaro
Patron ng Jaro sa Iloilo
Ang Kapistahan ay ika-2 ng Pebrero
Tinulungan Niya ako
Makapasa sa Board Exam ng Guro
(4) May pag-asa kay San Jose ng Dumarao
Pangalawang Patron ng bayan ko
Ang Kapistahan ay ika-19 ng Marso
Tinulungan Niya ako
Magkaroon muli ng trabaho
(5) Hesus, Maria, Jose - mga Patron ko
Pamilyang Banal, Pamilyang Sagrado
Sila ang pag-asa ng bawat tao
Tumulong sa akin, tutulong din sa inyo
Salamat sa Dios sa pamilyang ito.
-05/25/2025
(Dumarao)
*5 of 5 "Jubileo ng Pag-asa" poem
864.
Pag-asa kay San Jose ng Dumarao
(1) Noong naghahanap ako
Ng ikapito kong trabaho
Nagnobena ako sa Simbahan ng Dumarao
At humiling kay San Jose dito
Na bigyan ako muli ng trabaho
(2) Nakinig Siya sa panalangin ko
Ako ay muling nakapagtrabaho
Sa aming munisipyo
Kahit noon ay nag-resign ako dito
Pangalawang pagkakataon ko na ito
(3) Oh! Purihin ang Dios ko
Purihin si San Jose ng Dumarao
Salamat sa Inyo
Sa pagdinig ng panalangin ko
Purihin at pasalamatan Kayo
(4) Tulungan Niyo rin po
Ang ibang naging gaya ko
Na walang trabaho
Tulungan Niyo rin ang mga ito
Kapag nagnobena rin sila sa Iyo
(5) Upang ang purihin ay Kayo
Upang ang pasalamatan ay Kayo
Kayo ang pag-asa ng mga ito
Oh! Dios ko patunayan Niyo
Na may "Pag-asa kay San Jose ng Dumarao".
-03/19/2025
(Dumarao)
*Feast Day of San Jose...
4 of 5 "Jubileo ng Pag-asa" poem
863.
Pag-asa kay Birhen ng Candelaria sa Jaro
(1) Noong kukuha ako
Ng Board Exam sa pagka-guro
Dumulog ako sa Katedral ng Jaro
At humiling sa Birhen ng Candelaria dito
Na papasahin ako sa exam na ito
(2) Pinakinggan Niya ang aking samo
Ako ay naging pasado
Sa Board Exam ng pagka-guro
Kahit mahirap ito
At komplikado ang proseso
(3) Oh! Purihin ang Dios ko
Purihin si Birhen ng Candelaria sa Jaro
Salamat sa Inyo
Sa pagtupad ng hiling ko
Purihin at pasalamatan Kayo
(4) Tulungan Niyo rin po
Ang ibang nais maging pasado
Sa Board Exam ng pagka-guro
Tulungan Niyo rin ang mga ito
Lalo na ang dumulog sa Katedral ng Jaro
(5) Upang ang purihin ay Kayo
Upang ang pasalamatan ay Kayo
Kayo ang pag-asa ng mga ito
Oh! Dios ko patunayan Niyo
Na may "Pag-asa kay Birhen ng Candelaria sa Jaro".
-02/02/2025
(Dumarao)
*Feast Day of the Our Lady of Candles...
3 of 5 "Jubileo ng Pag-asa" poem
862.
Pag-asa kay Santo Niño
(1) Noong bata pa ako
Sa bahay namin sa Casimiro
Nang ako'y nasa pang-unang grado
Humiling ako sa aming Santo Niño
Na bigyan ng kapatid ako
(2) Dininig Niya ang hiling ko
Nagkaroon ng kapatid ako
Nung ako'y nasa pangalawang grado
Kahit may edad na Nanay ko
At Caesarian labor pa ito
(3) Oh! Purihin ang Dios ko
Purihin si Santo Niño
Salamat sa Inyo
Sa pagtupad ng dasal ko
Purihin at pasalamatan Kayo
(4) Tulungan Niyo rin po
Ang mga naging gaya ko
Na magkaroon ng kapatid ang gusto
Tulungan Niyo rin po ang mga ito
Kapag dumulog sila sa Inyo
(5) Upang ang purihin ay Kayo
Upang ang pasalamatan ay Kayo
Kayo ang pag-asa ng mga ito
Oh! Dios ko patunayan Niyo
Na may "Pag-asa kay Santo Niño".
-01/19/2025
(Dumarao)
*Feast Day of Santo Niño....
2 of 5 "Jubileo ng Pag-asa" poem
861.
Pag-asa kay Jesus Nazareno
(1) Noong ako ay nasa Kolehiyo
Nagsimba ako sa Quiapo
At humiling sa Poong Nazareno
Na tulungan Niya ako
Na makapagtapos ng pag-aaral ko
(2) Tinupad Niya ang dasal ko
Aking natapos ang Kolehiyo
Kahit ako ay huminto
Kahit may bagsak pang grado
Pero naayos ko parin ang mga ito
(3) Oh! Purihin ang Dios ko
Purihin si Hesus Nazareno
Salamat sa Inyo
Sa pagdinig ng aking samo
Purihin at pasalamatan Kayo
(4) Tulungan Niyo rin po
Ang ibang mag-aaral sa Kolehiyo
Na dumudulog sa Inyo
Tulungan Niyo rin ang mga ito
Na tertiarya nila ay makumpleto
(5) Upang ang purihin ay Kayo
Upang ang pasalamatan ay Kayo
Kayo ang pag-asa ng mga ito
Oh! Dios ko patunayan Niyo
Na may "Pag-asa kay Hesus Nazareno".
-01/09/2025
(Dumarao.... Feast Day of Nazareno....
1 of 5 "Jubileo ng Pag-asa" poem)
Mythical gods lived on Mount Olympus,
but the one true God lives on Mount Zion.
They were erratic and capricious.
The true God is constant and unchanging.
Zeus was the chief among the other gods,
But the true God is the only God.
The gods were said to be immortal,
Yet only the true God is immortal.
Poseidon, Dionysus, Hephaestus,
Aphrodite, Apollo, Artemis
were all gods that had a beginning
But the true God has no beginning.
Among the Father, Son, and Holy Ghost,
Perfect unity and harmony reigns,
But the mythical gods of Olympus,
were always fighting among themselves.
Mythical gods were figments of man’s mind,
The true God created man with a mind.
He is the God who created all things.
God Omnipotent, Omnipresent, Omniscient.
If within your soul, you feel a vacuum
which none of your possessions have filled
Seek out the true God who created you
and made the space that only he can fill.
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