I am grateful knowing one doesn’t need to live in Hawaii
to embrace the Aloha Spirit
It can help you overcome your anger, bitterness and strife
“Aloha” means harmony, helpfulness and unity…
and it is much more than a greeting…
It is a way of life.
His fever broke her
With such lying charm
Her spirit woke her
To his mental harm
Left that sad joker
I know it's not iambic pentameter but I was intentionally going for a 5/5/ababa quintain and Sicilian was the closest.
God worked His wonders , through this obetient..And mostly humble man.'
God is the same yesterday today and
Indeed, tomorrow.' Divinely He plans.'
Signs of His passage.' On Moshe from
The 'get go' To this very day they still show
Of ' His guidance, of His Love
And The Way' we must go.' No prophet
No priest ordains right.' Unless the Spirit
Is guiding.' And though it be darkest night..
God is forever; the Everlasting light.' Work while He bids.'
Throw of the old yoke.' And He will surely win your fights.' As He did it for Moses
He will see all His true followers right
Humility is the greatest virtue,
it is the opposite of pride,
and contains all the other virtues.
Pride is the only sin
and the root of all evil acts.
The fruits of humility are love, hope and faith,
the only things that are eternal,
with humility all things are possible,
the meek shall inherit the earth.
As i listen to the thoughts inside; I see they're not my own; They're not my kind of company, the lowest type of tone. I'd rather not speak back to them, or follow where they roam; I'll watch them from a'far instead; Behind the safety zone.
Come back to the refuge; Lets take a trip inside. No shadow can see you here, the perfect place to hide. Come back to the refuge, the largest space of all. Theres room for all your hopes and dreams, so you can bring them all. Come back to the refuge, there's power you can find; Silence is the kingdom, lost somewhere behind your mind. Come back to the refuge, the great ones wait for you; Through white light to fields of green, and skies the bluest blue; Come back to the refuge, I know its been a while, but time's a lie, so please dont sigh - just come back with a smile! Come back to the refuge, do you still know the way? Let go of thinking without any effort, and sit like that today. Come back to the refuge, put down those heavy bags! The present is a gift, it doesnt matter how its wrapped. Come back to the refuge, the journey is alone; But once your near, youl feel me here; Because the refuge is my home... Signed - HIGHER SELF.
red cardinal hops onto tiny branch of lilac tree
it’s near dusk
at first, I thought he was a shadow creature
my eye caught a glimpse of his dark movements
his feathers are scarlet
he hops a bit, then flies off
a spirit message?
Mayhaps
I open behind the curtains
To let in the most beautiful ultra light
You who knows this heart better than anyone else
A soul calls out singing enchantingly
In flash your blinding
brings salt to the eyes
crystal pearls flashing diamond silver
Mixed with golden sunlight
paints a rainbow of colours
laced with angel rays shines out with love
The brightest blinding treasure truly a warm gift
Moonlight captured,
through mist and gleam,
something bore light,
without wanting to be seen,
In silent exodus,
Spirit orbs dream,
in search of heavenly destiny,
not the void between,
Sinner or saint,
Kind or mean,
Lay down breath,
Death will redeem,
And if someone you know,
who once might have been,
whisper a parting prayer...
Spirit orbs dream…
Forgive me , it’s love , I’m falling for you
My heart can’t disguise
For your sake , I would fight till the skies , with courage aflame
Through fire I stride .
No fear can conquer , what I feel inside.
They whispers , ‘Such love can never survive’ ,
But what do they know of hearts kept alive ?
For you , I’d part with heaven’s own light ,
Even lose god’s hand if it gives you delight.
I can even win the battle , fierce by design ,
My soul reflects you perfectly fine ,
Powerful , intense spirits are align,
Our hearts forever are intertwined .
On a warm sunny day
I let the dog out of the house
He wants to jump and play
He gets mud on my blouse
The warmth of the sun
I throw my dog’s toy
I try to have fun
I try to find the joy
I take in the view
I sit by the tree
He senses my mood
He walks up to me
“I’m sorry I’m sad
I don’t know what’s wrong
I’m doing pretty bad
I don’t know how to be strong”
My dog licks my face
He licks the tears away
He jumps in my lap
We both take a nap
But I wake up alone
I see his headstone
I see his old bone
I’m here on my own
I wish you were here
To greet me with cheer
To chase all my fears
I know that much is clear
I’m sorry you had to go
But I feel like you’re near
You’re the best dog I’ve known
Your spirit will always be here
DI SOULS BE FALLING WETTING MAI SPIRIT
di souls be falling wetting mai spirit
fine well well di mercies flow;
tears flowing down mai face;
sensitive di breath i breathe;
rain falls i now embrace;
~
gather, i di sounds for nature;
holy voices sounds for jubilee;
colors souls shine fine well well di rainbow shall shine;
~
Beautiful the mercies flow;
Tears flowing down my face;
Sensitive the breath I breathe;
Rain falls I now embrace;
~
Gather, I the sounds of nature;
Holy voices sounds of Jubilee;
Colors souls shine beautiful the rainbow shall shine;
8/30/2025
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr. 2025©
English and Pidgin English verses
the pieces of me
are not tender
and eyes darkened
skin so grey
as its been
over a year,
since I left
this prison
I have sores
of sleeping
with
the false
of wishing,
You holler
and wish
for my death
But Jesus
has
other methods
for here....
You
and
pretentiously
Mr Jones
so slowly
and acres
he's full
and unravels
as the tide pulls
and pummeling
is your spirit
of those teases
and the bullies
made you
into one such as him...
the mirror of fearing
of seeing the phantom
But angelic
are silently...
tears fallin....
Abiding breath convicts disciples, encouraging faith.
God’s Holy Spirit indwells all believers
revealing sin, righteousness and judgment.
"Vengeance is Mine," note what our Lord saith.
Grace, humility, integrity, joy, kindness, love
expose the true nature within a trusting person’s
heart and mind who wants to please his Savior.
Jesus promised to return as King from heaven above.
Man’s natural obedience prods quickening resident Spirit
to comfort, forgive, guide, and dislose heaven’s secrets.
This should compel a Christian to share God’s truth
in sincerity, though some rebels refuse to hear it.
Truth unveils vitality with x-rays yielding zeal.
The Great Physician can read man's very soul
as does our all-knowing, all-powerful Father.
God recognizes which of His followers are real.
Mirrors stand sentinel in homes,
African homes, where they're often still,
unused, like dining tables turned decoration,
gathering dust, devoid of purpose.
At night, when men slumber, the shadows stir,
underworld spirits manifest, their forms shifting,
observant, operative, unseen by mortal eyes,
yet their presence felt, a whispered rumor.
Ghommid spirits lurk, invisible, yet real,
their existence a mystery, a hidden truth.
Some abhor mirrors, standing tall,
reflecting their horrors, infuriating them.
Their rage unleashes chaos, destruction's path,
frustration and setbacks, a trail of broken glass.
The mirror's gaze, a provocative act,
unleashing fury, a maelstrom of malevolent force.
To avoid conflict with powers beyond our sight,
cover the mirror, shroud it in darkness,
silence its reflective surface, still its gaze,
lest the metaphysical realm exact its toll.
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