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Sunday, September 24, 2017

The love of God is what it's about

The sun peeks through the sky above:
Whispering secrets, whispering love.
All the world, is still fast asleep:
Only the crickets and possums creep

The wind is sounding so softly today.
Nothing tumultuous is on the way...
Birds are waiting for greater light
To sing their songs of happy sight

Calmness is echoing throughout the land.
Nothing noisy is taking a stand.
Only a screen , of morning fog,
Makes an appearance and makes this blog.

The leaves on trees,that stand around;
Are starting to shake and touch the ground.
Feathery creatures are readying to sing:
Chirping commences and the elements ring.

The songs of morning,  that sound outside
Are inviting us all to consider inside:
The beauties, the wonders, the love of God;
That blesses each moment and path we trod

If we have profited from this scene,
Of morning soliloquies, so serene:
We should want to dance and shout
"The love of God is what it's about"

Friday, September 22, 2017

Oh Puerto Rico, lovely island

The waters have now flooded the Island of Puerto Rico
Maria the awfulest Hurricane has done more than we can know
The people of this nation are now looking to the rest
To assist them and help them: as recovering is their quest

Oh Puerto Rico, lovely island, where have you disappeared?
The waters and the wind storms have done what we have feared
Your nation is now soaked in the Atlantic and Caribbean
The sirens now silenced had warned us of what we're seeing

An ominous sound of silence and the creaking of the buildings
Whisper to the listener... there's a tragedy that's unyielding
Inside the shattered structures and below the shrinking waters
Are memories of a nation that will affect its sons and daughters

Oh Puerto Rico, lovely island, where have you disappeared?
The waters and the wind storms have done what we have feared
Your nation is now soaked in the Atlantic and Caribbean
The sirens now silenced have warned us of what we're seeing

You are not alone there; for, all the world is waiting,
For ways that we can help you; in this dilemma escalating...
Though, you are so inaccessible, to the hands, that want to help you:
We, the world, will rise up and assist you it is true..

Oh Puerto Rico lovely island where have you disappeared
The waters and the wind storms have done what we have feared
Your nation is now soaked in the Atlantic and Caribbean
The sirens now silenced had warned us of what we're seeing

Wednesday, September 20, 2017

Nobody wins in war

While some people talk about destruction and war
Angels from Heaven are pleading and implore:
Put away this fighting and put away these guns
Death's not the answer to these terroristic runs

Because so many innocents would die in a war
We'd say that we're winning while blood fills earth's floor
If even one person should die out of hate
Torrents would rush out from the Eternal One's gate....

The mighty and furious are aiming to fight
Boasting and promising to make everything right
But pointing your missels and shaking your fists
Would only be stimulants that put everyone at risk...

Because so many innocents would die in a war
We'd say that we're winning while blood fills earth's floor
If even one person should die out of hate
Torrents would rush out from the Eternal One's gate....

The anxious and unstable one is creating a scene
He's pounding his podium.... and appearing so mean
If only we'd see it: the reason for this all
North Korea is struggling in each missel that falls

Because so many innocents would die in a war
We'd say that we're winning while blood fills earth's floor
If even one person should die out of hate
Torrents would rush out from the Eternal One's gate....

Tuesday, September 19, 2017

The weather we create

Can we not see it and are we still blind:
How all of our actions are affecting mankind
Our hating and fighting; our happiness; our cheer:
Everything's affecting the whole atmosphere

So why can't we be loving and why can't we share
Why are we so selective when showing our care
Everyone is equal and everyone deserves love
Can we not see it.. what these storms are made of?

The earth from its core; and the sky from its dome
Is shaking and rumbling,while the oceans all roam..
It's not for our punishment; and its not for our death..
It's we, who release, the catastrophes that spread

So why can't we be loving and why can't we share
Why are we so selective, when showing we care?
Everyone is equal; and everyone deserves love
Can we not see it... what these storms are made of?

The other day, when driving, and thinking unkind
Did we ever consider: how we're able to  unwind..
The bound up brutal energies that  crush all around:
In every single wind storm.. our arguing is found?

So why can't we be loving and why can't we share
Why are we so selective, when showing we care?
Everyone is equal; and everyone deserves love
Can we not see it... what these storms are made of??

We're, all of us, connected and we're, all of us, all,  one
Whenever one is defeated.the rest of us are undone...
We choose to be happiness or we choose to be fear
But remember our choices affect everyone here...

So why can't we be loving and why can't we share
Why are we so selective, when showing we care?
Everyone is equal; and everyone deserves love
Can we not see it... what these storms are made of??

Monday, September 18, 2017

Have you ever noticed..

Early the hours when the first squirrel appears
Nibbling and jumping and wiggling his ears..
Peering and poking through seeds on the ground
Romping and playing and jumping around..

Softly the breezes are touching the trees
Creatures with feathers will delight us and please
Chirping and singing and looking about
Birds of all colors will sing but not shout

Fluffy white powder puffs are gracing the sky
Storm clouds are missing but soon will say 'hi"
The weather is changing with the energies that loom
Soon we will hear them: the clouds that go "boom".

Have you ever noticed it: this first light of morn
Tried to engage it or watched as it's borne..?
Truly its hours; its minutes; and its time:
Is creating some pictures and some verses for rhyme

Saturday, September 16, 2017

Creatures remind us of God's love

There's a soothing symphony of crickets gracing this early morn
Sounding out their remedies: they can heal the bruised and torn
Rythmically they are playing..that familiar melody
That echoes through the daylight and wakens you and me.

The insects know their place
They serenade us with their grace
Like the showers from the Heavens above
Creatures remind us of God's love

Like the sounding of  many  cymbals or the ringing of tambourines
A hundred thousand crickets are creating  these soothing scenes
Quieting down,so slowly, as light of dawn ascends
These happy little chirpers, disappear like the passing trends..

The insects know their place
They serenade us with their grace
Like the showers from the Heavens above
Creatures remind us of God's love

All of a sudden, you cannot hear them: the new day is  fully here
Other sounds are now replacing them, till evening; it is clear
Like the changing of the shadows, from the sun so magnificently high
These creatures will sleep, in nature, till daylight becomes the night

The insects know their place
They serenade us with their grace
Like the showers from the Heavens above
Creatures remind us of God's love