The breeze, a gentle confidante, murmurs secrets in her unbound hair, As she rides upon wings like sunlit ivory, etched with threads of dawn's gold. Her eyes, twin pools reflecting the endless blue, yearn for horizons yet unseen, yet to unfold.
Beneath them, the earth unfolds like a vibrant tapestry, emerald fields woven with sapphire threads of the distant sea. The rising sun, a celestial artist, dips its brush in fiery hues, painting the clouds in a masterpiece for eternity.
The mighty bird, a tireless spirit akin to her own, cleaves the vast canvas of the sky, strong and sure. Together they ascend, hearts entwined like melodies in perfect harmony, soaring ever higher towards the boundless light, evermore.
Written 17 December 2023
Spirit of Christmas Season
With the coming Christmas Season
That hails birth of His Unique Son
Let there be no flimsy reason
For dearth of real compassion.
Let hearts of compassionate souls.
With the coming Christmas Season,
Melt with caring love as a whole
For those a meal cannot fashion.
A humble gift is no treason
To offer to those in need
With the coming Christmas Season,
But is a noble deed, indeed.
Let us all serve as instruments
Of love, grace, care and compassion
The Divine Grace to implement
With the coming Christmas Season.
Ease is to your own ruin,
to this fight at once,
Life offers no escape,
Fight you must.
No candies or featherbed on your way,
No comfort or ease along your path,
the dagger dangles over the head
like the Sword of Damocles,
why kiss your chains?
You are surrounded already,
death dares your resolves with a threat
to retire to fate is to be a crippled,
quit yourself as men
there is no resting yet,
there is no fence, why seat you still?
like a man fight.
Your foes unrelenting,
be not in bondage to the tyranny of Flesh,
The bait of retreat is attractive,
all cowards take this path.
and write their names in sand,
but the valiant must not.
The eyes to the goal,
Fight, like a man to victory,
With eyes towards the Light
Fight.
The Bear Party
You, me, and Teddy makes three,
but there will be far more,
when I open the Marmalade jar,
and barely crack the door.
The party is just getting started.
The Tea Tree is ready.
Decorated from the base to the peak,
there is not a leaf unadorned.
Each...
sparkle with glitter,
and light,
transferred there by hand,
methodically, colorfully, embellished
so grand!
The chairs and the table,
are laid with fine china.
There is a teapot, a hundred years old.
It has flowers...
hand-painted by the princess of Whales.
The cups all match in different designs,
with more flowers of all kinds.
There is lace on the table,
and a place if you are able.
Come to the party,
and bring a hearty appetite.
There will be loads of sweets,
we will not eat light.
There will be jokes and laughter,
about here ever after,
and a time to cheer for today.
This is a party,
for Bear and his friends,
which includes you,
and yours in every way.
This not a dream
What christmas mean
A angel child is born
The world was sin and torn
You bright light
People dress in white
As he flow in in dust
You can tell by of sound of the tell
It's the
SPRIT OF CHristmas
Does the eagle witness all
Does the white bat know
All
Does the fox the avoid the snow
In the everlasting red sea
Of fog
How then can the spirit
Know when reality ends
And time is still
If this is true
Then
Whom am I to ask
What is real and
What is the works of the mind
And spirit
LMG3
the one walks out
of your dreams
and into your life
becoming your wife
my wife one day
was berating me
for all my myriad faults
all my sins against her
my omissions and commissions
malfeasance and misfeasance
things I had done
and things i had failed to do
all of which I acknowledge
and apologized for
and apologized for
but finally I had enough
I said
well if I am so bad
so horrible
so evil a creature
and a person you hate
so much
why the hell did you marry me
she laughed
temporarly insanity
and I am still insane
twenty five years later
we both laughed
we both laughed
and fell in love
again
as always
we fall in love
with each other
every day
every moment
every second
it dawned on me
I had the answer to the question
and that my friends
is the true unknowable madness
the true zen spirit of love
see part one for Author note
Believe in Angels
Believe in angels with all of your heart and spirit,
and they shall always believe in you holy in kind.
And when it comes time for your heavenly ascent,
the angels shall be with you by God’s own assent.
What more could any mortal surely hope for with
the assurity, by God’s grace, the angels are with us.
Gary Bateman, Copyright © All Rights Reserved
July 4, 2016 (Couplet)
its in the air
everywhere
you can tell
they ring bells
there smoke no joke
things that bust chestnut
windor stopping and shopping
all this is
SPRIT OF
CHRISTMAS
it when away
now its back to back
streets with holiday lights
blinking at night
make the cities bright
with tall christmas tree
way it should be
its a fact put this on the rack
the
CITIES HOLIDAY SPRIT
IS BACK
its here and there
everywhere
they sing
bells ring
cans guitar man
they play
song this and that way
the sprit for christmas
heavenly must
THE
SPRIT MUSIC
FOR THE HOLIDAYS
its a heavenly thing
chruch bell ring
people all over singer
there food smell
gift
shopping as well
you can tell
by smoking flying dust
from chestnuts
its
TODAY
SPRIT OF CHRISTMAS
they were kings qnd queen
they fill our dreams
wasn't mean
for what they done
we won
some where
up in high in heaven sky
they looking down
all around you huh and sounds
thur storms and good bad weather
there as the wind blow and whip
LEADSHIP SPRIT IN HEAVEN
Tho he is gone his sprit live on so much he done our REPECT he won he live give did lords will his SPRIT LIVES
Tho he is gone his sprit live on so much he done our REPECT he won he live give did lords will his SPRIT LIVES
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