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God's presence

In the exhilarating dance of life, we twist and turn, eagerly embracing the highs and lows. With every step, we are swept away by the enchanting sway, knowing that God is always there to guide our way.

As we ascend to the majestic mountaintops, our spirits soar, reaching for the sky with uncontainable joy. The thrill of the journey fills our hearts, and even in the darkest valleys, we find solace in God's unwavering presence, a guiding spark that lights our path and shield our way.

Through the intricate twists and turns of life, we learn to place our trust in God's divine plan. It is in His plan that we find comfort, and it is through our faith that we must navigate the unpredictable moments. His love shines brightly in every single moment, illuminating our way through life's magnificent design.

So, as we face the twists and turns that lie ahead, we can feel the palpable presence of God, His loving grace surrounding us. Whether we find ourselves on the highest peaks or in the deepest valleys, we can rest assured that His hand is there, gentle and kind, guiding us every step of the way.

Self-Existent Light

Self-Existent Light

Beyond the sight of imagination,
 Invisible of alpha and omega,
Unseen your non-existent borning daystar 
Glory and splendor collide,
 Pure sinew of sublimity
  Source of ceaseless heartbeats
Flame without source,
Robed in resplendence.

No vacuum!
 No space for ebony!
  No consummation!
   No cradle!
  .
Divine edgeless clarity
 Perpetual renewal of resplendence -
 Wholeness illuminated,
   Spring of radiance
Eternity’s original mystery 
 Needing neither tinder nor spark
Light – essence of the Eternal
 Eternally coupled fission and fusion.

Fleshless eternal incandescence
 Uncontainable virginal day
Infinite dynamo of electric brightness,
 Ceaseless and incorruptible,
Self-contained chalice
 Of always, 
Chrysalis of incensed endless fuel
Shines from within Perfection.

Pure light
 Pure love
  Pure font
   Undimmed Eternal   

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Summer Seen

The sun burns bright over Summer seen.
Couture-rays of extended happiness shed
            no grateful rain in perfect paradise.

Flight of pumping legs and catching scent—
        uncontainable rush of God’s perfume.
Honeysuckle’d kids wholesome delight

in the oxygenated swinging space
                       where red and blue,
         and holy wings glide through
to glimpse of heaven and Summer’s wane.

Soon snow must surely fall from the sun
                         in dark and ice cold rays.

                         In Summer seen
                   and Summer’s wane,
                    let’s nudge each chin

                         left and right,
                            down and up.
                               Let green eyes
                                  know of paradise.

                                        9/22/2021

Residue

They're leftovers -
 laughter from the good times,
 tears from the heartbreaks,
 warm cuddlings to soothe the soul,
 tight clingy embraces from the many goodbyes,
 the soft gentle gurglings of newborn life,
 uncontainable joy of two bonding into one,
 the pleasures, treasures, measured
 in a lifetime of memories,
life's unforgettable, impregnated, residue.

Expiration Date

I am fire and rhapsody in my private chambers.
Inside out, I am flourishing, animated, and measured.
My heart pumps owning the same conviction at age 15.
My hormonal sexual splendor surely must be the same 
dense river I swam at 20. 
In the mirror, I see only my ardor dancing, 
my uncontainable flourish advancing.  

As usual, I’m a firebird at the supermarket.
Trailblazing each aisle, I come to the dairy section.
The milk I buy is always on the lowest shelf of the frig.
Each gallon I inspect expired 3 days ago.
Swinging the frig door wide, I kneel before the milk.
I inspect gallons until I find one that hasn’t expired.

My rigid wooden kneecaps grind against the floor tile.
I extract the bottle, slowly rising to stand
and my glasses slide off.
I somehow snatch them before they fall on the floor.
I turn to place the bottle in my cart.
“Do you need help?”
She’s a face full of glowing concern.
That’s all I see.
“No, I think I’ve got it. 
I’m always dropping my glasses.”

This archangel of milk bottles
vanishes. 
My wings of fire are only cinders now.
The reason is plain to see.
From outside in, my expiration date has passed.

Logic Is a Casualty In Their War

The lies surround us
Seeping into our skin like water
Uncontainable
Unstoppable
Unattainable

The words spoken, once silent
Now decayed in our hearts
Intangible
Insidious
Indefatigable

The orderly mind now deceased
Ruled by passion, and anger, and hate
Mutable
Dilutable
Corruptible

Floodgates open wide
Pouring the fire of rage into our souls
Mindless
Thoughtless
Kindless

Logic is a casualty in their war.

Inexpressible

The dictionary is open				
The pages fly beneath my fingers			
My pen is poised but the sheet is blank		
There are no words for this joy I’m feeling  		
There are no words for my joy		

U-V-W-X and Y
Now I’m halfway through the Z’s
My pen is poised but the sheet’s still blank
There are no words for the joy of Jesus
There are no words for my joy		

It’s inexpressible, it’s irrepressible
It’s like a boat lifted by the tide
It’s unexplainable, it’s uncontainable
Can’t find the words though you know I’ve tried	
It’s unexplorable, unmetaphorable
The river is deep and the sea is wide			
The river is deep and the sea is wide			

The Holy Scriptures are open
The pages fly beneath my fingers
My lips are poised and my heart is full
I found a word for this joy I’m feeling
Only one word for this joy:
Hallelujah!

I Love Him

through distance,
through good & bad,
through ups & downs.

with our hands holding,
with our arms around each other,
with uncontainable laughter,
with tears in our eyes,
with smiles on our faces,
with feelings of anger,
with feelings of ecstasy.

i love him. 

& i am his. no one else’s.
& i pray in the end, 

it’s him.

Moonstruck Crowd

Moonstruck Crowd

Your mind seems to wander
Journey through a warped hall
No restriction for colour
The canvas a wall

Represent who you are
They're watching thoughtfully
Is their genius in your eyes?
Compose your abstraction cautiously

In true ecstasy now
Brush strokes unmask your compelling story
Uncontainable emotions flood your soul
Savour the moment
Can you feel it?
It's known as glory

Courage by the bucket load
You've exposed your soul now
Launch yourself into the unknown head first
Your now dancing with the moonstruck crowd

Freeing Her Tangled Soul

With broken wings like bullet struck birds,
She delivered to him these final words.

~Freeing Her Tangled Soul~ A poem by me.

Your dangerous gazes of serenity which
 served my aching eyes as primary sources
 of remedy now transformed my mystic
 pupils into microscopically shattered
 particles of hazardous glass and ageless
 grazes, scars carved and crafted artistically
 with your sharp perfidious razors.

Feelings which filled and fanned my
 frowning heart with cool forest-berry like
 breezes now buried beneath uncontainable
 blood boiled streams silently yet violently
 imploding through my fragile veins like
 detonated vibrational waves as volcanic
 tears erupt from the deepest and darkest
 valleys behind my retinas. Spilling
 enchantingly beautiful rivers of fiery lava
 which patiently erode the glittery sparkle 
as they ooze and simmer across the surface of
 my flowery cheeks pasting historic
 memories of venomous broken promises
 where my story will now lie, stripped from
 its fabricated disguise...there in its
 complete truth. A pure soul once tangled
 up in the ropes of your deceitful eyes.

Mute

Love and secrets
Yearnings bottled up
Desires tangled
In thoughts in deliberations
Mute, 
A voiceless heart

The fear unrelenting
Crushing my heart
My soul
Battering my confidence,
My resolve
Rendering me impotent,
Neutered
Mute
I can only be

Simmering deep inside
A love unproclaimed
Longing to burst forth, 
Blosom.
Emotions seething
Raring to overflow,
A torrent.
Mute
I remain voiceless.

The anxiety, abounds
A thousand questions,
Unanswerable
Overloading my heart
A flood
The insecurities, petrifying
My tongue inanimate
Mute
I can only be

The emotion uncontainable
The desire, the yearning
Hammering at my heart, 
Siege.
Sweeping all away
The doubts, anxiety.
Cleansing, Exorcising
But, Mute
Can I remain?

Blocking His Vision

We are always in Freud’s view,

blocking his visions

trying to contain ,

attempting to define,

psychoanalysis is

an uncontainable luxuriant over inflated

example of this.

Another green or hot -housed  is the

the book itself and its cover

Becoming Freud  ,the concept ‘s behind his birth

is part of Yale’s

Lives of the Quaint

which requires  of the author not only

a present of Freud

but  even goes off side

to make it “Jewish” as well.

There being no ingenious way,

he  was so far

round this issue,

Phillips gives Freud’s

Jewishness a conveniently

unbiographical treatment.

At times  so unscientific

as to be indeterministic,probably.

You know what I think/

 

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You Take Me Far

A different journey each time a light wave leaves your curves
The music hits home with each lyric that escapes your lips
A new high is launched as the heavens open
A new universe forms as the angels’ choir listens
Explodes into my life an internal turmoil like troops
A rollercoaster ride suspended in motion upside-down loops

At your thought my heart sings at the top of my voice
At your sight my left feet move like they wanna dance
When we touch – vertigo – my head spins a thousand revolutions
When you speak – purgatory – I hear angels crushing demons
I feel love, pain, loss and ecstasy
Experience joyful, everlasting memory

In your presence the outside world is blocked out into oblivion
The soul’s uncontainable shouts out like a free electron
You move like music to the beat on the dance floor 
Your waves got me burning circles like a drifting car
My music travels to distant shores to discover your star
Until Venus cools over 
You burn my tar
Until Mars greens over
You take me far

When Days Are Dark Friends Are Few

When passion fails, love remains
Hills flattened and thus will your obstacles
Even if it seems impossible
No one can withstand possibilities

Day after day try not to lose hope     
Abilities pops up like mushrooms
Yielding to negativity isn't going to help
Sooner you need to change your mind set

A day sets with new possibilities
Right now it's time to wake up and-
Erase the past that holds you back

Digging down my soul revealed a truth
Ambiguous visions translate to nothing
Rivalries suppresses innovative minds
Killing negativity gives birth to success

Finding your passion and dwell on it 
Releases zest that keep's hustling alive 
Intimidated by success is lethal 
Erecting a tower with positivity is the foundation 
Neither the storm of disappointments can win
Demolished goals can be rebuild again
Surrendering taking up a mission is cowardice

Active mind ignite uncontainable victory
Realization of a dream starts with one step
Endeavour to take a step forward each day

Fulfillment doesn’t limit industrious men’s vigor  
Evicting indolent thoughts he does best
While they rest, i keep busy because I can rescue me!

A New Start

A new day what a lovely start
Wispy clouds touched by gold
The rising sun has pure light
Red 'pon the horizon moulds 

Indescribable beauty surrounds
Uncontainable joy flows
Only a few minutes to absorb
Then it will slowly go_

The sun now so orange and bright
Pierces through the tree tops
Nature is mostly quiet_still
Beauty for their backdrop

A cricket's chirp, a bird's tweet
A lookout crow's caw warns
Take care, don't get overtaken
Critters scamper or fawn 

Fawn definition_servilely abject

Written July 17, 2014

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