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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: ▼ |
Death's Memorial Service December 31, 2021 at 6:15pm Death's Memorial Service
In the last days--
Before God and all His angels;
Before a new heaven and a new Earth--
A new race,
A new humanity
Came to bury death;
Came to inter the Grim Reaper
In a gold sarcophagus
In the heart of a granite sepulcher.
Satan and his angels came
To mourn their concubine;
To mourn their paramour.
God's and His messengers came
to eulogize death--
Christ proclaimed:
"There shall be no more death!" {footnote:#}Revelation 21:4 --... [Read more] Remembering My Spirit December 29, 2021 at 5:46pm Remembering My Spirit
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In the light of dawn,
I chant God's Most Great Name
And intone His sacred scriptures.
This is my spirit's tenure,
My soul's echoed joy:
Communion with my Beloved.
In morning's tactile silence,m
My Lord's arms embrace,
All that I was, am, and will be.
In the light of love,
I surrender to God's will,
To my soul's spiritual reality .
II
In the light of noon,
My actions intone my thoughts,
Reflect divine attrib... [Read more] |
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