The bastioned confidence of quarried pride
Conceived no ingress save by iron decree;
Yet vesper-dew, where noiseless graces bide,
Tutored the adamant to clemency,
Till lichened liturgies, by increments unseen,
Unthroned the obdurate from its sovereign mien.
The littoral catechised the granite's bone,
Not with assault, but sacramental wear;
Each undeciphered ripple, one by one,
Absolved the precipice of all its air,
As though the meekest ordinance of tide
Could loose what catapults had never tried.
Thereafter—vision trespassed into sense:
A child, ungarlanded by name or throne,
Inclined his silence with such innocence
That altitudes remembered they were sown;
The mountain, recollecting elder birth,
Relinquished all pre-eminence to earth.
Then every fortress, founded upon weight,
Began to expatriate its ancient claim;
The stars themselves postponed their sovereign state,
As though eternity had altered name;
And what no conflagration could dissever,
One feather of the Infinite undid for ever.
They call thee stained, as though some fault were found,
In your pure transparency, cast as sad and frowned,
With the blemishes spread upon thy pure crystal face;
When color trespassed upon your virginal grace.
Yet what is glass but a fluid rich glow, a kin
To a sunbeam caught and taught to dwell within?
To show its ruby dawns and blue sapphire seas,
To warm a dawn, enlighten it, with a colored breeze.
Glass is not disgraced by what it yens to bear;
Blue rivers moving through regal saintly pure air,
Greens and yellows glowing upon an open pane.
Crimson hearts imbibed with red, to gleam again.
The dyes once poured into a molten glass's glow
Makes scenes much richer than plain glass can show.
To have lived this life I’ve led and followed, to have given, to have received, and not forgotten what trespassed, remorse has ran its course. Our ancients DNA, and futures generation from me giving way. It was what on earth I was born for. Choices have been made, patterns set, pounded dogs on obstructed pavement met, trekking through jungle’s wilds, and massive labyrinths. I am not the same as before, and possibly ever shall be again. It all seems small. A dimensional me lingers, as well it should, as a reminder of the unfree, mazed in confinements adrift. I sit in a cloud amongst the other clouds, weighing heavily, measuring my myself, maturity, legacy, releasing ego's symptoms, until I acknowledge me, [karma] slowly shall I ascend into its black hole. Set in perpetual motion, an abstract me. I look back with open eyes, wide awake and I begin a new journey, a journey
of all journeys. To keep on path...
...let open your eyes
self-redeemed, shakabuked _/\_
broken & subdued
When ghosts return from traumas past
Dark clouds in the mind are cast
The scars they left are painful still
As deep within emotions fill
Sometimes leaving you downcast
Then the spectre will fade at last
Its haunting sails unfurl on its mast
from its deck dark waters spill
When ghosts return
When upon you they have trespassed
Dark memories leave you aghast
Your inner thoughts these ghosts distil
Which leaves you in a state so shrill
As you feel the traumatic blast
When ghosts return
I fled away from your grasp
Confident till I breathe my last and my complacency isn’t vast
I have completely relapsed
Had to relax and satisfy me aside from my mindset of the past
I really have to go…
You don’t know me and you don’t care to
If you loved me so,
You’d be here with me and you’d be you
You trespassed my boundary space
You took away my saving grace…
In front of my face, I feel like a disgrace
I’m keeping pace on this race…
I really have to go…
I have been unappreciative lately
I’m not your sunlit glow
I haven’t let go and let live frankly
Severely slid backwards
I lost my track of words
My thoughts fly like a bird in the sky
I watch them catch clouds, passing by
I cry and I feel so high today
I’m feeling frivolous and full of dismay
I don’t know why I shy away
I’m feeling marvelous and I want that feeling to stay that way…
Mesmerized by your intimacy of illumination
I really have to go on the merry go round of misery’s company
Just to feel glad again…just to feel joy again
I really have to go home but I’m stuck in the bar’s captivity
Borrowed the neighbors chainsaw
Oiled it, sharpened the blades
Never used one before
Except that time I tried to fillet a fish
Had to trim my tree
Each branch trespassed next door
Already ate their criticisms for lunch
Dang! How do you start this thing?
Better read the instructions again
Life erupts from inanimate arbor barber
Usually, this job would be a breeze
Except, I sliced through the limb and...
Severed my left shinbone
Under the aegis of darkness,
they trespassed narrow-edged ways —
wayward musicians;
spectre-framed and so pronto the
afflatus of restless painters and
hungry poets.
Mute and stout,
they seemed agnostics,
reclining on image-powers; thoughts
and dumb instruments facing earth;
such clout among them,
and countenance —dim —
turning them into a cluster of
strumpet-begotten specimens.
Moments of silence.
In their string-fashioned phalanx,
Untaperable fraternity.
And so I submit to survive
I so survive because I am blessed love
and protected and guarded embraced in my Father’s arms in His light life
ever recently I derived
From His mouth spoken in the universe
I shine brighter than the star for
He's in me and I saw humanity fly
We, I am the spark of Heaven
I shine on this brighter is the sun
I am, we are His adorned son
Souls we I we shine I we interact I we am blessed
All sre one, we are one in Him
and on track I we shine we're going to move
through space through the tunnel of the vessel
that will and has embraced me
I come through the portal of the womb
but not wounded
I am we are whole I trespassed as I walk
Briefly on this Earth to share my witness
My Father's life on this planet Earth
6/23/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
February 2 Praises to God Bible Meditations Based on Leviticus 5-7
Key Verse – Leviticus 5:19 It is a trespass offering: he hath certainly trespassed against the LORD.
PRAISE BE TO GOD WHO FORGIVES OUR TRESPASSES
Praise be to God for forgiving our trespasses
by His compassion along His:
Power for cleansing
Providence toward consecration
Peace midst conversion
Protection against carnality
Proof of compassion
Leviticus 6:7 Praise be to the Lord for His forgiveness
of our confessed sins midst our:
Sincere plea
Steadfast prayer
Supplication plight
Scriptural position
Spiritual praise
Leviticus 7:11 Praise be to the Saviour
Who accepts our offering with His:
Forgiving holiness
Faithful helpfulness
Freedom-fueled hope
Fiery honour
Fervent happiness. Amen!
February 2, 2024
Reed Richards, Mister Fantastic, a logical wizard,
Susan 'Sue', invisibly caused many a blizzard.
The human torch, Johnny Storm, who caused blaze-smouldering flames
Ben Grimm, the monstrous thing, who, with his stone-like flesh, played games
Traditions they trespassed; boundaries they bound; Chores ignored;
Subdued the subversives; tackled the terrors; caused concord;
The king rogue Doctor Doom, planet-devourer Galactus
The bleak realm's Annihilus... each they crack as though fractus
Brisk, like lightning or thunder; shape-shifting when needed;
Brim-filling optimism and integrity, well-wielded
They were, yet, true human beings with hearts of flesh and blood.
They could, however, survive midst dire drought or fatal flood.
As global celebrities, as unconventional friends,
And as invisible miracles with fulfilling ends
They expanded the Marvel Universe and its ventures.
With all spider-web-like intricacies and indentures
I'm standing still
But at least I'm still standing
Some have their souls spill-
Their souls of reprimanding
Like dead leaves
Blowing in the wind
They wander
But do not go
They are a blanket
Chagrined
Of their souls
As cold as snow
They're ground, cracking at slightest quake
Allowing stones to tumble upon them
And more, lacking might and slamming brakes
Whenever they crumble some
For life yields challenge
There's strifes, the morale singe
But I will not stop when trespassed and infringed
I will not halt to a trouble, to a society unhinged
I will stand still
But, I stand ground
I'm standing still
But I'll never back down
Go
Go stand with your troubles
Go stand with your tears
Go on the snow
While dead leaves skim your tears
And there shall be a day-
If you always stand
There shall be a dusk
When you sprint on the land
Never fall down
Take this-- OUR poem's hand
You can't force a world
But your as for your soul
You're in command
~!
A dozen or so things I'd teach my guys,
school children and grandchildren likewise.
When they are young kids, I would make it plain
they’re not to be blamed for a neighbor’s pain.
Simple: no biting, no pulling hair, no hitting,
no screaming, no pinching and no spitting.
Keep your hands to yourself, unless asked,
personal space should not be trespassed.
Kind words offered in peaceful voices,
sharing delight when someone rejoices.
Go out of your way to help those in need;
return disfavor with a friendly deed.
Avoid nosing in another’s business;
when you have done wrong, you promptly confess.
The Golden Rule I would teach inch by inch
over and over, their mischief to quench.
February 10, 2023
"O' Treasure each and every day while it is
Still young, and always remember to love
Jesus Christ, God's only begotten Son."
"This is the day that the Lord has made
We shall rejoice and be glad in it."
"Give us this day our daily bread and
Forgive us our trespassers as we have
Forgiven those who have trespassed
Against us and lead us not into
Temptation but deliver us from all evil
For thine is the kingdom and the power
And the glory for-ever, Amen!
"Tomorrow is a brand new day with no
Mistakes in it yet." Anne Shirley of
Anne of Green Gables.
more latter on 2/9/23
Thank you, God, for all you have given.
Thank you, God, for never leaving me.
Thank you, God, for being with me before I knew you, even before I was born.
Thank you, God, for everyone you put into my life.
Please, forgive me, and forgive those who have trespassed.
Please, make right our ways, and bring peace and love to each other.
Please, help us bring peace, and love to all those before us.
Please, give us strength, and courage to exalt you Lord unto the world.
Your Word, is creation, the way, the truth and the life.
Your Word, brings comfort and joy to all ears that listen.
Your Word, restores us, and heals us.
Your Word, lives on forever, and is supreme.
We ask that you guide our ways, control our tongue, and master our heart.
And, we ask to remain your servant here in the world as long as you desire,
until that glorious homecoming You promised, when we can be together.
In the name of Jesus Christ,
Amen.
Once the shots rang out,
I saw the bodies fall.
In this peaceful locale,
It made no sense at all.
Just good friends and family,
That were gathered together.
In this house full of love,
Was safe from the weather.
But, on this fateful event,
A gunman trespassed.
Wearing a mask of hatred,
While hot shells amassed.
No one knew his motives,
Or why he was there.
One thing was for certain,
Left the room in despair.
Women, children, and men,
Became his targets that day.
When questioned by police,
He had nothing to say.
After his final hearing,
Was given thirty years.
It didn't soften the blow,
To those drenched in tears.
Something's got to change,
It's absolutely true.
What can stop the carnage,
I don't know...do you?
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