Valleys Poems

FAITH IN GOD WHO IS THE ROSE OF SHARON AND LILY OF THE VALLEYS

July 27 Faith in God Bible Meditations Based on Song of Solomon 1-8 
 
Key Verse –  Song of Solomon 2:1 I am the rose of Sharon, and the lily of the valleys.

FAITH IN GOD WHO IS THE ROSE OF SHARON 
AND LILY OF THE VALLEYS	

God is the rose of Sharon and the lily

Valleys to Jump Into: An Epilogue

he never learnt to fight back
he never learnt to give up as well
he climbed the mountains
with a weight on his back
he jumped from the mountains
and into the valley
but still survived
living a life
with no place to die

i recall the last words
he died fighting bravely in the war
a child born under dark clouds
you were never the problem
i

Valleys

he is always mad at his own child
for the stones that come his way
but his child will forever be grateful
for what he has done for him

he is always mad at his own child
the one he raised under his roof
to make him into a man, only to
crush him under his own trauma

now grown into an adult
he

Valleys and Peaks

We've traveled many roads, some steep and long, 
kept steadfast on our walk, forever so strong. 

Through our ups and downs, we traveled this road, 
for all those times we carried life’s heavy load. 

Valleys and peaks may have always been there, 
with courage we walked, not always with despair. 

Below those peaks, shines a

God Made Them All

All things great and small 
He made them all
God made them all
Those lives that are secure
Like a heart that is so pure
He made them all
God made them all
For salvation for the least
He gives them all a great peace
He made them all
God made them all
When you're in the valleys low
And you don't know where to go
He

In the quiet corridors of my mind, where thoughts flow like rivers through ancient valleys

In the quiet corridors of my mind, where thoughts flow like rivers through ancient valleys,
I ponder the nature of wars and the battles fought not for land, but for the dominion of words.
Language, the most lethal weapon forged by man, sharp as any blade and subtle as a whisper,
Cuts through the fabric of reality, shaping

thirsty valleys

dry thirsty valleys 
sheltered by high dreams around 
~empty rivers through~

grey sorrows slide down
the big warm naked mountains
~stormy above us~

 hopes paint a rainbow  
~pouring raindrops from heaven~
quenched mouths for a while 

In the deep valleys of the spirit, where dreams boil in the overflowing cup of consciousness

In the deep valleys of the spirit, where dreams boil in the overflowing cup of consciousness,
I wander aimlessly, seeking countless treasures not in gold, but in scattered words.
There is no money in poetry, only echoes of emotions woven through the fine threads of time,
Like an ephemeral butterfly, flying over the green fields of my soul.
Where

In the twilight valleys where shadows weave endless tapestries

In the twilight valleys where shadows weave endless tapestries,
Where the breath of dusk embroiders the horizon in shades of evening,
A hermit dreams, his window an eternal portal flung wide open,
To skies where eternity whispers secrets to the gathered stars.
He is the sole architect of the divine murmur,
Casting his heart as a sacred manuscript upon the

A New Day Of Change

A new day of change, the process is near,
Valleys rise to meet the sky so clear,
Mountains are made low, in humbling grace,
Paths once blocked, now are cleared space.

Where once we couldn’t go, now access find,
Yesterday’s hard places, now bloom in mind,
Sparking heart’s desires, like flames anew,
Breaking barriers, breaking through.

Walk to the beat of your own

On the pathways in the valleys, where the sun weaves with the eaves' shadows

On the pathways in the valleys, where the sun weaves with the eaves' shadows,
April's flickers spill to adorn the pale oases.
Winter's shadows are extinguished, broken in the wait for buds to bloom,
Melting away in the golden dawns, lofty beneath the proud morning's loom.
The industrious rays of the sun begin to sprinkle golden threads
Over the endless

Peaks and Valleys

Those highs and lows

Peaks and valleys

Appear to be arising..

It is the script which

Seems as a script

Or seems not..these

"Seemings" are

Simply not two..

Rendering the scripts

Filled with the 

Freedom of what is

Unknowable...

Through the valleys of shadow where longing enthrones its reign

Through the valleys of shadow where longing enthrones its reign,
I have come to you, in search of the elixir of forgetfulness' gain,
Heart healer, mend my suffering with a phoneme's mend,
Banish the storm of feelings, that prison of mourning without end.
At your altar of blood and crystal, I have taken my vow,
Please offer me a mystical

BE IN THE VALLEYS ON TROLLEYS

As some traditional leaders 
joining some politicians 
their people finding
screaming in deep valleys  
On the trolleys 
and no one to uplifting
them quickly.

THE VALLEYS IN OUR JOURNEY

How do I start this story, 
Let’s begin with an optimistic reader,
Who happens to be my brother,
I got to tell you I really revere him 
He says when you’re on top of the hill, 
You never acknowledge the valley,
Let alone thank it for existing,
Yet without it your hill wouldn’t be real,
Your hill would be nill.

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