We're trading our birthrights

What are we doing and why do we hate
We are all changing our lives and we're changing our fate
We're wandering away from the love and the grace
That gave us our being and our most sacred space

We're trading our birthrights, our soul's true reward
For something so fleeting..something so wrongly scored
We're  living for the flashy.. the fame... and the light
But can't even come close to the Heavenly delight

The hours of our days are now looking like: Rush
We have all become so busy that we're unable to touch
The quietest of moments or the soft blowing breeze
We whirl and we whirl around a life that deceives

We're trading our birthrights, our soul's true reward
For something so fleeting..something..so wrongly scored
We're living for the flashy.. the fame... and the light
But can't even come close to the Heavenly delight

Once we were all simpler and were so easy to please
We could understand the moments and the sounds of the seas
But now we are all blinded and so unable to hear
The soft sounding voices, that remind us: we're dear..

We're trading our birthrights, our soul's true reward
For something so fleeting..something ..so wrongly scored
We're  living for the flashy.. the fame... and the light
But can't even come close to the Heavenly delight

If even for an hour or for a few moments each day
We could silence our being and silently stay
In the absence of everything that isn't from God
We'd soon find that true happiness is something we've got..

We're trading our birthrights, our soul's true reward
For something so fleeting...something ..so wrongly scored
We're living for the flashy.. the fame... and the light
But can't even come close to the Heavenly delight

We've all been created and so gifted with grace
That we are not lacking at any time or place...
Yet we all keep on searching and unable to find
That the secret to our longing is waiting to unwind

We're trading our birthrights, our soul's true reward
For something so fleeting...something..so wrongly scored
We're  living for the flashy.. the fame... and the light
But can't even come close to the Heavenly delight

Stop the stampede...

Slow down  all your running..oh..why is it you  rush
Don't you know..that you're missing..you're missing so much?
The beauty and serenity and the calm gentle peace
Are awaiting your stillness ..oh give them release..

The clock's always ticking and the days always run
But there's always enough time to get your work done
Despite all of the madness and the whirlwinds you see
You can stop outside of this ratrace and truly be free

Slow down  all your running..oh..why is it you  rush
Don't you know..that you're missing..you're missing so much?
The beauty and serenity and the calm gentle peace
Are awaiting your stillness ..oh give them release..

Everything's a hurry and we're programmed this way
No one likes to be waiting..for it gets in the way
Of progress and power and that great financial stampede
So if you slow down your pulse ..they'll crush you with greed

Slow down  all your running..oh..why is it you  rush
Don't you know..that you're missing..you're missing so much?
The beauty and serenity and the calm gentle peace
Are awaiting your stillness ..oh give them release..

The greatest of giants in this world of ours today
Are those who keep squashing whatever gets in their way
But peace is always lacking and they keep on wanting more
Their power up is insufficient..for  they keep trying to score....

Slow down  all your running..oh..why is it you  rush
Don't you know..that you're missing..you're missing so much?
The beauty and serenity and the calm gentle peace
Are awaiting your stillness ..oh give them release..

With all this before us:  this racing for power.
We need in our persons,  some space and an hour
To replenish our beings: our souls and our minds;
Before the next whirlwind uproots and unwinds..

Slow down  all your running..oh..why is it you  rush
Don't you know..that you're missing..you're missing so much?
The beauty and serenity and the calm gentle peace
Are awaiting your stillness ..oh give them release..

I am moved...

Early morning, bright blue skies
Call to me and catch my eyes
Beautiful in their loveliness
I am moved to pure tearfulness.

Slow the pace and slow the time
Before I start my daily grind
Looking carefully ..seeing all
God has blessed us: great and small

Sounds so peaceful sounds serene
Create the perfect melodic scene
As I hear them I do cry
God is everywhere don't deny

Want to stay here:  in this place,
Where the heart is wrapped in grace;
But,  time's  ticking and I must go
But I'll return here: this I know

Morning morsels for you

It is truly okay if everyone does not agree
With your ideas and  hopes and things that you see
Keep on hoping and dreaming and embrace everywhere
The sounds of the Omnipotent His beauty His prayer

Seek nothing from anyone but be ready to give
A smile and an embrace and a reason to live
For your timing and caring may be just the thing
That someone who's struggling is needing you to bring

Be content with your blessings no matter how small
And be ready to share them with one and with all
For the more that you're willing to extend out your hand
The more you will receive back ..do  you now understand

God cannot be outdone by your generosity or time
His payback is certain and so easy to find
In the moments and morsels that come every day
Or in someone who is kindly and passing your way

Be thankful and  grateful; and be loyal and true
To the One who is providing such blessings for you
For never for a moment or a second or other
Will God ever abandon you .   HE's Father and Mother..

I'm not going to lie...

For all those who never knew 
 a loving mother.

I cannot really say
Anything about this  great day
That hasn't been said
On someone else's thread

So..I'm not going to lie
Or say things some'll deny
So I'll keep my mouth shut
About my childhood bad luck

For the mother I knew
Left me broken and blue
And despite how I tried
My identity ..she  denied

I find myself blocked
By those who are shocked
By the truth that I knew
Till the year "82"

I wish that all could really say
In their truth... in their  way
That this day brings them back
To the good memories .. I lack

Don't be so proud ....

Don't be afraid to get dirty..some yuck upon your hands
While tending to the flowers..each of their lovely strands
Don't shy away from the tilling or the  care of this earth
For it's beautiful and wonderful to witness a new birth

So... be humble not so proud in the the things that you do
Whether cleaning or preaching feel blessed that it's you
Who is chosen to do this mission.. the high and the low
For God will be pleased with the humility you show...

Boast not,, so very quickly, of your wonderful degree
Don't stand out there and show it for everyone to see
The things that you are doing.. the goals that you have
Let your spirit, be the announcer of everything you plan.
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So ....be humble not so proud in the the things that you do
Whether cleaning or preaching feel blessed that it's you
Who is chosen to do this mission.. the high and the low
For God will be pleased with the humility you show...

Don't be puffed up..or judgmental or difficult with all.
Dismiss them, your expectations..of the great and the small
Be ready to be dismissive of the faults that you may find
In your neighbor ..your coworker ..or any of humankind

So ....be humble not so proud in the the things that you do
Whether cleaning or preaching feel blessed that it's you
Who is chosen to do this mission...the high and the low
For God will be pleased with the humility you show.