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"My Soul and Spirit and the Words that you hear from me shall live for eternity"
8/24/20
written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2020 ©
Man blinded by the road of many truths
Lets his heart or cart of knowledge
get before his horse named Hope
Needs to find blind Faith for Hope to win the race
and incidentally will confirm the identity of Grace
Did anyone read what God said to Adam in the garden dont eat from the tree of knowledge, of good and evil.
The enemy knows our weakness before we know God strength,
God didn't say dont eat from the tree of knowledge, of evil and good
As evil now suppresses good
Spiritually is like the seeds in the wind
Carried by Bethlehem’s singing birds
Over oceans and times somewhat grim
When the world seems torched of all love and compassion
A single seed shall fall back to this earth
Giving humanity hope and a new re-birth
Tomorrow’s dreams beneath my pillow sit
Orchestral prayers unwind the years ago
Uncovered only one way back to you
Conviction drew your soul’s celestial arc
His light still shines upon a narrow path
Morning dawn infuses new hope
If we believe in grace
Chance for love with love to elope
At slow and easy pace
The gong of truth resounds
Life no longer confounds
Bliss within us abounds
Long night gone
Morning dawn
29-March-2022
Quietus
A blessing of joy we souls so share
His love beats in us abundantly we cheer
Blessed and peaceful Sabbath time for renewal hope spiritual growth
And love may this Sabbath bring you and yours
a sense of more hope peace joy togetherness and love
6/14/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2024©
As the angels gather,
My dread grows as the angry hand of heaven
falls against my sinning naked soul.
It severs me, and darkly my essence drips to the dirty ground.
In horror, I cry out while the nothingness hovers close.
Now alone, my soul falls upon closed eyes.
I see the light.
This is my Redemption
The light in the darkness; my bright beacon of hope.
My safe refuge and shelter, where I can cope.
Oh Father, Most High, I offer You praise!
I give you my heart, all of my days.
And You say, “ Abide in Me.”
So I abide in Thee.
Father
Creator
Master
Friend
I love Thee!
Love, Me…
Amen.
Nothing to view, to see, touch or taste
Over the vast void of darkness, all blank
To grasp in futility, a cold blank space
How mysterious the universe, from nothing began
It was written thus, as God had planned
Not a soul was made, in eternity past
Gone in death, not here, but in heaven at last.
Written 9/15/2015
Choked by cares, riches and pleasures,
were the seeds that fell among thorns.
The word of the Lord could bear no fruit
in the heart of one by the world so torn.
Laying aside the things of this world,
I humbly sought for the things of a better.
His love bears fruit to perfection in me,
not just by living the law to the letter.
I was just a girl trying to get through life. Trying to fight every obstacle that would get in my way. But then, came a point were I was lost, I was devastated because I didn't know what to do. It was like I was 2 souls in 1 body. 1 soul was a burning flame and the other was as cold as the Soviet Vostok Station in Antarctica, on July 21, 1983.
without a parachute
what can one do
without an oar
where can one go
without hope
what can one be
spirit will lift with air beneath to be your parachute
faith will steer you to shore
hope will blend and strengthen faith and sprit
giving you the oars to proceed
giving you the parachute to lift you
faith will restore all that hope seeded
Born of starlight and wishes, the New Year’s Angel will watch you this year.
She’ll cheer for your wins and wipe away the tears.
She’ll help you start out each day, with a beautiful prayer.
She’ll have you make it come true, if only you dare.
At the end of each day, she’ll help you pray too.
But now to give thanks for all that God’s given you.
Cry of our soul voices a desperate hope,
beseeching presence to gentle flow of thought,
having suffered long, now unable to cope
with plethora of fears, all ego begot,
for our soul wishes now, with love to elope,
radiating divine light, to be self-taught.
Weary soul asks us to shift from head to heart,
for that is where we feel bliss ignition start.
All
souls
join minds
as one thought
of togetherness
celebrating our time as one
spieces of humans
bound by our
lives on
Earth
We
should
think it
possible
finding peace within
conjoining of beautiful souls
on this planet all call home through our seperate journeys
upon waves described as our lives
with time limited
transcending
human
thought
To believe in God is a great thing
what a privelige and honour it is
for God has instilled in believers
the spirit from above that's truly His
Filled with fullness of joy
that bubbles like a ever flowing stream
knowing a peace within your heart
like a never ending dream
So having this hope of God
to believe in the God of hope
abounding in this eternal state
awaiting in heaven's call to elope
The tunnel will no longer be dark as we come into the light,
Now that we have learned to pray and keep him in our sight.
He works through us on all things needed and rearranged,
As we lay down our fears and struggles things will begin to change.
He sets us free from the storms and clouds from past things
as our spirits will be lifted,
To share his love for us to others in the many ways we our gifted.
Noah finds a land
Having olive trees grow
Which enables the little dove
To bring back hopeful news
I do need that hope
To pump my blood flow
Like the push of surging waves
Send the boat back to the coast
Noah finds the land
Having olive trees grow
Which achieved the little dove
Of its explorer role
I do need the olive trees
To brighten my mind
With the blooming flowers
To flourish my land
How to cast a magic ring for protection
Make a circle of salt in the forest
Light four candles:
green for north, yellow for east, red for south and blue for west.
A bowl of fresh clean water
A tree branch to touch the bowl when asking for purification
Walk round circle clockwise
Chant to the Spirit
What it is you will.
You may visualise this.
Then imagine a gift for the spirit
Sire Marcus Barracus.
Woven in Wax and Heart
A flickering wick in the velvet dark,
I chase the light, a tiny spark.
Through golden fields and frozen rain,
To find the peace and hope.
I offer up a candles glow,
To unlock stories from long ago.
From wax and flame, a gift is spun
A woven cape like the rising sun.
But cloth and colour are only part,
I give a gift from my heart.
For every spirit, a friend Marcus found new,
Dressed in the light you share with me.
Not every blossom greets the sun,
Nor every triumph shouts it's won.
Some flowers bloom in silent grace,
Unseen by crowds, yet touched by faith.
They grow in corners most forget,
Where pain and prayer and love have met.
And though no stage may hold their name,
They burn with soft, eternal flame.
So let them bloom, those quiet souls,
Unpraised by fame, yet deeply whole.
For heaven sees what earth looks past—
The unseen bloom, the ones that last.
Is what you read rigged,
Or what you see photoshopped
And what you hear tweaked,
Manipulated by the Enemy of our souls
Who loves to make holes,
Then tears until all shreds,
Bleeds, doubts and dreads"
Where is the big picture of God
Omnipresent, Omniscient and Omnipotent?
Trust your sense of peace,
Your drive to survive,
The need to plead;
To ask Him who knows and created
Life! Himself, as Life and pure Love.
There is a peace in Him,
Then come the joy!
Evil spirits rotting thoughts
Evil spirit heard a happy thought going by
Trapped in the house where it departed
It twisted the joy into a jagged blade,
Dipped in shadows and pride.
It drove that spike through the victim’s ear,
And it nested deep in the brain.
The man thought he was losing his mind,
As he listened to the whispers of pain.
But it wasn't madness or a wandering wind,
That made his skin turn cold.
It was the spirit, feeding on his light,
Until the story was told.