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Tuesday, August 22, 2017

Behind the curtain....

Let the silence of the morning dance inside your heart
It's rythm is so beautiful its wonderfulness a way to start
So much awesomeness is inside it: this predawn early show
Without the help of media we have all we need to know

Oh hear the quiet stirrings of creatures in the trees
The echo of many crickets in the softly blowing breeze
Something about the newness that comes at break of day
Can move the avid listener with some lyrics for the way

The calmness and the softness of the slowly rising sun
Warms the early riser with a wamth that's not undone
The rays with their many miracles are riding through the air
Each one is carrying an energy that can transform us all with care.

Resting upon the greenery, a screen made up of  a cloud
Speaks to us of mysteries, we have never heard out loud...
The greatness of  the majestic, who  aren't needing a hurrah
They're happy being the messengers of One who gives us all

Look outside your windows, before you start your day:
What do you see before you, what does the world have to say?
Are there any moving creatures, any birds that peck and dance
Tell me, if your willing, are there squirrels out there by chance?

Take time for a few more minutes, and hear what you can hear..
Before your put on your tv; what says the atmosphere?
Are there any sounding creatures, any birds in a symphony
Or is it completely silent with a openness like the sea...

Today is yours and always ..but what will you do today?
Will you coast through it uncaring; or notice everything on the way?
Will you make of every moment, every second and hour too:
An endless sign of gratitude, for the One who created you?



Sunday, August 20, 2017

We hardly see....

Green and yellow, blue and white
Colors created by the Lord of Light
Black and orange and pink and grey
Are beautiful colors along the way...

But we who see;  we hardly see
Beauty is everywhere: in you and me
Everything created; and everyone around
Holds a Divine-ness: yes  Heaven is found

Mountains, rivers, fields all gold
Echo the greatness of mysteries untold
Creatures, cosmos, quiet rocks too
Speak to us secrets, so infinitely true

But we who see; we hardly see
Beauty is everywhere: in you and me
Everything created; everyone around
Holds a Divine-ness: yes Heaven is found

Nighttime, daytime, in between
Holds an Immensity so unseen
Hours and minutes and seconds each day
Whisper the messages God would say

But we who see; we hardly see
Beauty is everywhere: in you and me
Everything created; everyone around
Holds a Divine-ness: yes Heaven is found

So we're challenged we're invited too
To listen intently to see what's true
Beyond the media and clouds of lies'
God will be waiting with His Surprise..

But we who see; we hardly see
Beauty is everywhere: in you and me
Everything created; everyone around
Holds a Divine-ness: yes Heaven is found




Saturday, August 19, 2017

The angel weeps...

I heard the angels call out my name
For  darkness was ruling the night and day
The war of the mightiest was ruining all  souls
And Light was rejected by the many: I suppose

And the angels cried  with a mighty  voice
The Heavens, they wept, at the collective choice
Too many  the quarrelers the haters the wrong
Leading a people into a darkness so long

The troubled, they troubled: both night and day
And created a whirlwind along the way
They stirred up the elements and made a war
Within their own nation: they removed its floor

And the angels cried  with a mighty  voice
The Heavens, they wept, at the collective ones' choice
Too many  the quarrelers the haters the wrong
Leading a people into a darkness so long

Instead of the loving that they should show
The created were fighting and turmoil did grow
Lashing out venom, that would poison the world
Hatred and prejudice together were unfurled

And the angels cried  with a mighty  voice
The Heavens, they wept, at the collective ones' choice
Too many  the quarrelers the haters the wrong
Leading a people into a darkness so long

The leaders with power were acting like night
Instead of like beacons who shine off pure light
Machinery were replacing the hands that would toil
And clouds made from numbers, gathered the spoil

And the angels cried  with a mighty  voice
The Heavens, they wept, at the collective ones' choice
Too many  the quarrelers the haters the wrong
Leading a people into a darkness so long

The Heavens, they opened, and out came a roar
"My people, my people what is this all for..
This fighting, this warring, this spreading of grief
Has shown you have lost it: your faith and belief"

And the angels cried  with a mighty  voice
The Heavens, they wept, at the collective ones' choice
Too many  the quarrelers the haters the wrong
Leading a people into a darkness so long

This poem, it is ending; but not so its source
We're a nation divided by the evil one's force
Were better than this nonsens, this hatred these lies
Let us return back to unity and bring hope to our skies

And the angels cried  with a mighty  voice
The Heavens, they wept, at the collective ones' choice
Too many  the quarrelers the haters the wrong
Leading a people into a darkness so long