Spikenard Poems - Poems about Spikenard

...When God the Father gave His Son to live on earth and died for man. He gave all that Heaven could give So that fallen men could live. The Jewish leaders spurned God’s gift treating His Son wit......Read the rest...

...His hand slipped inside hers and suddenly it was as if the world learned how to breathe again Perhaps it was the cadence of the blessed moon sweeping away all the harsh lights of yesterday Perhap......Read the rest...

...Time again not yet Summertime heat that beats upon the brow! Love is blowing in the wind the smells are amorous lips and your eyes see the flowers bloom in May it is said April showers bring May flow......Read the rest...

...My beloved up down by the valley's low floor! Rise Up! My love rise up! My sweetheart come away take a look toward the door the winter has passed and gone your lips are like a thread of glazed clear ......Read the rest...

...Quote: If I tell you that I have a gem folded in the palm of my hand, the question of belief arises, but if I unclench my fist and show you the gem, it will not... Buddha A Fistful Of Diamonds......Read the rest...

...Torches of light appeared unseen beneath heavens secrecy door as I lay asleep in the wake of earth full living; She cupped her breath and blew warm air unto the gifted child of grief sen......Read the rest...

...Wicked wind hammering on doors and windows, Trying to storm in while we lay on a green bed, My left hand under your head, and My right hand embracing you. Your ebony breasts flapped like a pair o......Read the rest...

...PERFUMER Nectar from the Father, God; Sweet honey from mother; Apothecary, Apothecary; ......Read the rest...

...Such a lovely ebony woman so deserved to be loved more precious than rubies she is mentioned in Proverbs when she kisses me and smiles clouds darken the skies of her eyes her fragrant breasts b......Read the rest...

...Break this alabaster flask of mine. Exude The spikenard of repentance anoint HIM who savors the fragrance. Precious.......Read the rest...

...This is a Memorial of her Whosoever has ears to hear What Mary’s done On that day.. She displayed To Our Father’s Son Her passion... to Our King All Angels Sing Praises! Be to the Glory! ......Read the rest...