Understanding Poems - Poems about Understanding

Today I’m grateful for understanding my importance in the continuum of life… my place in the spectrum of happiness and peace… and knowing no matter how old I grow my importance will never diminish or cease. Because every generation inherits a world it did not create… and to that world must add more love, acceptance and laugher as that generation become...

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May each new generation…understand the stakes. May each generation learn from the generation before… and not make the same mistakes. When it comes to each generation may more love, kindness and acceptance find them… so they can hand off a better world to the generation coming up behind them. ...

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What is the meaning of it all? If I told you, you’d surely bawl. Cry like a baby, yes you would, If all of truth you understood. Truth can be so enlightening, Also, can be quite frightening. For from the start, we’ve known it all. Our greatest challenge is recall. When recalled the truth is real, All empty spaces it will fill. We all were...

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You ask if I love you, darling, you ask if I could; It strikes to the core, my darling, my words haven't stood. Know that I love you, darling, know that I should; But my words cannot carry, darling, look under the hood. Open my heart now, darling, see what's inside; Yes, open my heart, my darling, it flows to...

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June 10 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Job 32-34 Key Verse – Job 32:8 But there is a spirit in man: and the inspiration of the Almighty giveth them understanding. FAITH IN GOD WHOSE INSPIRATION GIVES US UNDERSTANDING God inspires us, giving us understanding with His light As we stay in His will midst prayer...

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This poem is featured on YouTube (The Convergence point with Dr. Ivan Edwards), bringing its words to life through spoken expression. Do not just hear—listen. Let her voice settle in your bones, not as sound, but as meaning, as truth that lingers long after words fade. When you listen, she melts into devotion. Look at her—truly see...

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I’d like to slip behind the silence of your eyes, to wander the remembered roads your footsteps once believed in— to see what you saw, to feel the ache of your longing before the world taught you what not to reach for— and to find the child who once asked why— and is still waiting for an answer. I’d sit where memory holds its breath in the dark, listening...

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Today I’m grateful for understanding the power in the gift of kindness: Knowing any time we reach for kindness and are blessed to have achieved it… How it cost nothing for us to give it… but was priceless to those who received it. ...

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We are inheriting Art and Arc Of trying to understand. How once, we were fingers, Born of the same common hand. Miniatures born into this land Of thought. Tactile each, and that ought, To have been enough. But, In the sound of each brushed whisper Overheard in the billowing clouds, We fought the thought Of the popular injunction. Loud as a newborn’s...

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Today I’m grateful for understanding love and hate and all the ties that bind them… that whether we’re looking for reasons to love or reasons to hate… how easy it is to find them. How, when love or hate are left free and unrestrained, nothing can impede them… and how the only way for either to grow depends on how we...

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Yes… even still, one’s philosophical reaching matters Not because it conquers space... But because it aligns with something deep And ancient in the design… a personal calling. As if the Cosmos longs to be understood Even by a single, small being. Why? Perhaps for nothing more than this… That the dance becomes better. ...

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It is more valuable and wise to understand that just knowing...

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I'm not sayin you don't have a right to feel the way you do, but have you considered every avenue, every stream that lines information directly to you? Have you considered perspective? That what appears to be truth could be, in actuality, subjective - effective truth hidden behind piercing offensive lies? Have you considered that life is like a puzzle, and every piece...

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I heard it so much I started to think it was true. Repeated it to me so often, That now it plays in my head. You said it so many times That it’s etched in my heart. You believed it so much, That now, I believe it too. ...

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He came with dust upon his coat, The sun behind him dying red, And in his voice the echo hung Of lands where ancient dreams lie dead. He spoke of seas with lilac skies, Of stars that sang above the foam, Of gardens lost beyond the years— And none of it was home. He told me tales of lovers pale Who wept beneath a...

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