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The Yearning

I yearn for truth in the deep 
recess of my soul,
for truth is a song celebrating life,
and life is the composition of all things.

I yearn for knowledge,
for without knowledge truth would
not be, and error would not be know,
for error is a song out of tune.

I yearn for wisdom,
for wisdom is a child in humble
access of truth,
having knowledge of error to correct
the unsung.

I yearn for peace,
peace is a free bird flying in
the open sky,
a joy to behold in perilous night
caressing the wind of time.

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Peace

Peace!

Where can I find him?
has anyone seen him?
peace like a river
flows from the throne of God
where can he be?
Is he in the wind;
that bend the trees on their
knees?
is he by the still waters;
that lies in the meadows?
Please let me know
for I have trod a long way
down life's unfaithful path,
I look in myself,
I search in someone else
but to no avail.
I found not, my long lost friend.
I wonder why!
why cant I find peace;
the friend I need,
the friend I can never do without.
If I find not peace,
how can I rest?
how can I be at ease?
wondering and pondering
my heart grows weary,
where can he be?
Oh!
there he is!
died on golgotha's hill
arose on the third day ascended
in glory at his father's right hand.
There he is, the peace I need,
at last I can rest,
at last I must confess,
I have found my long last friend.

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All That Glitters

I am a book
with a cover of glitter and gold
an object of pure admiration
a character that's bold
a glamorous entity
a star about to unfold,
but you cant see through me 
and my story is untold.

If you took off my covers
then what would you see
my page of black and a soul
that's not free,
bound by threads they captivate me.

The early chapters of the tale
depict an inerasable past,
chiseled out by misfortune over
which sorrow is cast,
so, to cover up the pain I wear
my glittery mask,
it's so very easy, I smile
and make the smile last.

But when I trow away the covers
that I so craftily mould,
and forget about my mask that's 
worn out and old,
and cant find all the warmth in a
race that's so cold,
that will then be my rebirth and
my story retold.

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Daybreak

Silent, cold, misty-grey,
creeps upon us suddenly
falling out of darkness
comes the dawn.
Fresh breeze blowing,
earth wet from the dew,
grass with drops of water
and leaves that fell from trees.
All these little signs say
welcome to the dawn.
Birds are singing,
and wind hisses over behind
the mountains,
an orange-blue, yellow sky,
for the sun just barely shows
filling the place with beauty.
Daybreak has come.

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Time

Time being colossal, 
a spin had to be found,
two covers, a book we call
it a beginning and an end.
In time we tick off a digestible
portion;
calling it our own,
walking between the covers
hoping never to get lost again,
Time being just that;
A definition,
always as slippery as an heel
each eureka, an inflated sense
of discovery.
But time never allowing itself to
be touched,
but rather a brief feel,
living among each tick of the
clock,
close enough but still a mystery,
and as time becomes another
space in time,
we are out of words in trying to
tell the others,
about this other demention,
where the sun never sets,
where it all revolve's into wonders
and signs,
a world balancing on a super natural
precision,
out-pacing thoughts,
leaving behind paper and pen.
The story about time running
around,
catching at the wind like children.

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Who Are You

who are you? 
that you should
come into my heart
to kill me 
to suffocate me
to burn me up.
Who are you?
that you should
break up my fallow ground
penetrate my darkness
stir up my emotions.
Who are you?
that you should
fill me
burst me
surround me
with love,
lover?

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Forbidden

It smile at me from a far,
it caught my eyes and I was 
mesmerized,
it was beautiful  and exotic,
it eventually became irresistible to me
I had been cautioned against it,
I was told that its allure was tempting
yet still I fallowed,
it was forbidden, and that was part
of the attraction,
It took me in a strange, unassuming
manner,
the temptation was all too much to 
bear,
I wanted it and had to have it,
I would not be denied,
I didn't ponder the consequence
of my new obsession,
The taboo had me under its spell,
I was lost and captivated forever.

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The Covenant

As human beings we often over look
or forget things,
These significant and priceless things
about life and our God.
Simple beautiful and simple powerful.
It is a promise that was made between
God and mankind,
Each colour adding meaning and more 
impact to the promise of his everlasting
covenant.
I have made a promise, and so it will be.
We can so easily underestimate the faithfulness
of our God, and the surety of his promises,
It is the little blessings in life that matters,
Rainbows, birds, sunsets, smiles,
even the rain,
For they remind us just how much we are 
favoured, indeed highly by God.