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Poetry Wrote Over Several Years on Spiritual, Religious, and Devotional Subjects. |
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Devotional Poetry My Search I Into the mystic realm, I let my mind take flight, Over stone strewn highways, I search the endless night. I was the Wanderer, Looking for a goal, And the Seeker, Searching for my soul. I walked the roads of idle fancy, Paths of material delight, Stumbling over stones of vain imaginings, In my search for the light. A voice deep within me cried: "Here doesn't lay your goal, Upon these darkened pathways, You'll never find your sou." II Into the mystic realm, Again my mind took flight, Over well traveled highways, I search the misty twilight. I was a Seeer, Seeking an unknown goal, And a Stranger, To my own soul. In this realm of half-light, I strolled the roads of tradition, Picking my way carefully, Through the shadows of superstition. Still from within came the cry: "Not in this realm is your goal, Upon these half-lit pathways, You'll never find your soul" III Into the mystic realm, Again I took flight, And walked the paths, Where God has shed His light. I walked the hallowed highways, Trod by the Prophets of old, Strolled the ancient paths, Strewn with nuggets of pure gold. This is the wondrous realm, Where all paths become one, This is the glorious land, Illuminated by God's sun. Through the Word of God, I have found my soul, In the Messenger for this age, I have found my goal. Poet's Note: ▼ |
Baha'u'llah's Presence January 5, 2022 at 9:01pm Baha'u'llah's Presence
1
The Pacific
on a clear day
with a light breeze
playing across it surface.
2
Dawn over
the Rocky Mountains
after a mid August thunderstorm.
3
Starlight
moving through
the interstellar medium
energizing atoms.
4
Faith's pure sweet water
flowing from the Mountain of God
quenches humanity's thirst.
5
Reflected
from the perfect mirror
God's splendor
radiates to all humanity
melting ice bound heart... [Read more] The Glory of God November 13, 2018 at 7:12pm The Glory of God:
Finding My Companion
He came to me,
after my evening prayers were said,
when my soul reposed on an ocean of tranquility.
I saw Him
descending out of the firmament:
His body robed in clouds,
His face veiled by light,
His hair floating on currents of air,
His deep eyes piercing my soul.
He comes to me
after my prayers are intoned,
when my spirit reposes on a sea of serenity.
I hear His voice:
the voice crying from the burning bush;
the voice of the Night... [Read more] My Sacred Place: Three Poems January 31, 2021 at 10:07pm Finding My Sacred Place
"God the All-Glorious!"
Chanted in the silence of morning,
I intone praise to the Glorious Lord,
Tranquil solitude:
Meditation on God's Most Great Name.
Verdant oasis:
A string of 95 translucent green prayer beads,
A burgundy prayer book,
And a white prayer box.
Obligatory:
Prayer is a fire
That consumes the veils of insistent self,
A light that leads to the presence of God,
And a fountain of living water
That nurtures the soul.
... [Read more] One Day At A Time November 13, 2018 at 1:49pm One Day At A Time
One day at a time,
I pray to my Lord Baha'u'llah
intone verses of praise.
One day at a time,
I supplicate the Glory of God
asking assistance to live
in accordance with divine law.
One day at a time,
I beseech the Ancient Beauty
aid to overcome insistent self.
One day at a time,
I petition the Blessed Beauty
to help me confront daily tests.
One day at a time,
I thank the Lord of Hosts
for daily rays of joy.
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