Stay in touch dear friends,
Theres no panic and no alarm,
Dig deep and weather this storm,
Be patient & stay calm,
And persevere until this new norm.
Everyone knows what it's like now,
to be isolated, to be alone at home.
But, you're not alone,
You're not a solitary stone.
Through fearing the unknown,
Not knowing what to believe,
Too much information,
And what to perceive and conceive.
Through depression,
And dark suppression,
Paranoid thinking &
Mood dipping and sinking,
Anger, hatred, stress and tension, all this and more,
But, there is a prevention...
Stay motivated and activated,
Stay together and be grounded,
Breath deep breaths,
We are all in it together,
We're all vulnerable,
We're not at our best,
So have plenty of rest.
Its a time of learning and relaxation,
A time to be gentle to yourself,
Its a time for contemplation and reflection,
And to look after your health.
Stay together,
It will come to an end,
Its not forever,
Its the same for everyone, Family and friend.
Breath and take it easy,
In time it will pass,
As all things come to an end,
Then you'll feel the touch of your dear friend.
Tuesday, 28 April 2020
Monday, 27 April 2020
Love
A tree worries not for its leaves and a creatures shell is not heavy for the creature itself. For those who know Christ, His love conquers all and brings ease and light.
Therefore, always pray with depth and rigour.
pray you always have strength.
pray love is always with you.
pray love always binds us.
Love is timeless, blessed and sacred. Take courage in prayer, take courage in hope.
I see a future.
I see happiness.
I hope to hear your voice.
I hope to see you.
Your heart is soft and warm Dear Lord, I long for my home to rest there.
Hope is ingrained in the fabric of humanity.
Without it we are mere dark space. There is no looking forward. There is nothing without hope. In this nothingness there exists only heavy burden.
The ease of our weight on His shoulders is carried with lightness, and to this lightness everything returns. We may become old and frail, but our life returns, our memories and vigour return. We always stand with love.
Therefore, always pray with depth and rigour.
pray you always have strength.
pray love is always with you.
pray love always binds us.
Love is timeless, blessed and sacred. Take courage in prayer, take courage in hope.
I see a future.
I see happiness.
I hope to hear your voice.
I hope to see you.
Your heart is soft and warm Dear Lord, I long for my home to rest there.
Hope is ingrained in the fabric of humanity.
Without it we are mere dark space. There is no looking forward. There is nothing without hope. In this nothingness there exists only heavy burden.
The ease of our weight on His shoulders is carried with lightness, and to this lightness everything returns. We may become old and frail, but our life returns, our memories and vigour return. We always stand with love.
The universe and You
The world is a bottle of champagne, a shaken current of time, an explosion of life, but the blessing that is prayer for you is mine...
The travelling of stars, of Pluto and Mars, infinite numbers and vibrant colours, but you are my Lord...
The accelerating exploration of minds and creation of poetry, love of words, like a million pound lottery. Miracles and signs made from love, but your strength is that which sends me to the Light above...
Fore, my love for you excels, I believe, as it has no trinkets or bells, it has no money or car, or fame, and never any blame, it comes straight from my hearts very cells, when you hear my heart thud! its my bodies beat saying I'm with you, I'm with you, I'm with you...
Blossom and Rose, white, pink or red, bushes and trees, nourished and fed, it keeps on growing does my love and will never end, fore Heaven above is where its led, it came from the ground that You found, step by step I walk with you, we walk forever...
The travelling of stars, of Pluto and Mars, infinite numbers and vibrant colours, but you are my Lord...
The accelerating exploration of minds and creation of poetry, love of words, like a million pound lottery. Miracles and signs made from love, but your strength is that which sends me to the Light above...
Fore, my love for you excels, I believe, as it has no trinkets or bells, it has no money or car, or fame, and never any blame, it comes straight from my hearts very cells, when you hear my heart thud! its my bodies beat saying I'm with you, I'm with you, I'm with you...
Blossom and Rose, white, pink or red, bushes and trees, nourished and fed, it keeps on growing does my love and will never end, fore Heaven above is where its led, it came from the ground that You found, step by step I walk with you, we walk forever...
Tuesday, 21 April 2020
The Greatest Physician
He is risen!
He is risen indeed!
To save our souls,
Fore we are in need,
Of the Divine spark,
that luminous eye,
that Almighty cry that shook the earth and cracked the crust,
from the dust came life, moulded in His hand,
He created us,
And this mysterious and wonderful land!
Chains are broken,
locks are shattered,
fetters forced open,
He is the key,
that opens the loving door to paradise!
I believe,
Everyday I am dead in sin,
Everyday I am born in rising from sleep,
Everyday I am resurrected in redemption.
I'm always protected,
As He carries me,
And He's got my back,
My best friend who will never slack!
Each day is a microcosm of life's mystery,
Fore God alone begins our history!
The ultimate defiance,
lies not in atheism or science,
But, in overcoming death by death,
and by death, giving breath.
Life to all who He created,
As He loves us without question,
without doubt,
He is true and kind,
And never changes His mind!
He knows us better than we know ourselves,
His Word never fails,
Like a ship with broad sails,
His feet walk on the ocean,
He is the tonic and lotion,
The Miracle cure and potion,
He is the Greatest Physician,
The Healer of our lives,
He sets our hearts alight,
With no cares, no worries,
Fore His yoke is easy,
And His burden is light!
He is risen indeed!
To save our souls,
Fore we are in need,
Of the Divine spark,
that luminous eye,
that Almighty cry that shook the earth and cracked the crust,
from the dust came life, moulded in His hand,
He created us,
And this mysterious and wonderful land!
Chains are broken,
locks are shattered,
fetters forced open,
He is the key,
that opens the loving door to paradise!
I believe,
Everyday I am dead in sin,
Everyday I am born in rising from sleep,
Everyday I am resurrected in redemption.
I'm always protected,
As He carries me,
And He's got my back,
My best friend who will never slack!
Each day is a microcosm of life's mystery,
Fore God alone begins our history!
The ultimate defiance,
lies not in atheism or science,
But, in overcoming death by death,
and by death, giving breath.
Life to all who He created,
As He loves us without question,
without doubt,
He is true and kind,
And never changes His mind!
He knows us better than we know ourselves,
His Word never fails,
Like a ship with broad sails,
His feet walk on the ocean,
He is the tonic and lotion,
The Miracle cure and potion,
He is the Greatest Physician,
The Healer of our lives,
He sets our hearts alight,
With no cares, no worries,
Fore His yoke is easy,
And His burden is light!
A light dance
Daylight darkness disappeared,
Thick mist melted away.
The confusion, the disturbance, the noise, the isolation, the tortuous weight on my back, the quicksand, the chains, the knots, the tightness and tension has gone!
I appreciate simple things. When the sun shines I do a light dance.
I hear bird song and feel the beauty in my surroundings.
I smile.
Darkness is in my grasp and I crush it!
I stand strong.
I walk with ease.
I persevere.
Thick mist melted away.
The confusion, the disturbance, the noise, the isolation, the tortuous weight on my back, the quicksand, the chains, the knots, the tightness and tension has gone!
I appreciate simple things. When the sun shines I do a light dance.
I hear bird song and feel the beauty in my surroundings.
I smile.
Darkness is in my grasp and I crush it!
I stand strong.
I walk with ease.
I persevere.
Wednesday, 15 April 2020
Boredom? 🍃
I look at a single growing leaf,
Such elegance and beauty,
The dazzle of light shines on it,
It moves and it changes,
It has life, it is life!
Zest and enthusiasm is key,
The tiny leaf enhances my soul,
It defies the mundane,
It defies tedium,
Its nonchalance is miraculous!
The leaf is strong,
The leaf lives by light,
And exudes oxygen,
Brilliant and mesmerising,
Inexhaustible in fascination!
Such elegance and beauty,
The dazzle of light shines on it,
It moves and it changes,
It has life, it is life!
Zest and enthusiasm is key,
The tiny leaf enhances my soul,
It defies the mundane,
It defies tedium,
Its nonchalance is miraculous!
The leaf is strong,
The leaf lives by light,
And exudes oxygen,
Brilliant and mesmerising,
Inexhaustible in fascination!
Tuesday, 14 April 2020
Until the sun sets ☀
Daylight arrives, the sound of hope calls,
The rising fires open hearts and minds,
Senses take in the new dawn,
A precious time best spent with loved ones.
As I walk I contemplate life,
As I walk seeds are planted,
Soon the buds of insight blossom,
The aroma of excitation takes hold.
King of kings they call the philosopher,
Death of the thinker and acid rains down,
An irrational pollution,
Irrational minds causing chaos,
The chaos of inner turmoil.
Free voices were once reduced to embers,
But fresh droplets enable shoots to sprout,
New words grow into abstract thinking,
Glowing and spreading pictures and visions,
Colour and ambience mix and words change.
Changing words and minds alter,
Words which teach us goodness,
Words which tell us the Truth,
Words we play with,
Until the sun sets.
The rising fires open hearts and minds,
Senses take in the new dawn,
A precious time best spent with loved ones.
As I walk I contemplate life,
As I walk seeds are planted,
Soon the buds of insight blossom,
The aroma of excitation takes hold.
King of kings they call the philosopher,
Death of the thinker and acid rains down,
An irrational pollution,
Irrational minds causing chaos,
The chaos of inner turmoil.
Free voices were once reduced to embers,
But fresh droplets enable shoots to sprout,
New words grow into abstract thinking,
Glowing and spreading pictures and visions,
Colour and ambience mix and words change.
Changing words and minds alter,
Words which teach us goodness,
Words which tell us the Truth,
Words we play with,
Until the sun sets.
An uphill road
I’ll take an uphill road, I’ll take the path towards the stars that light the way to freedom.
If need be, I'll leave my brother, my sister, my mother, my father. I'll leave everyone and everything.
I'll leave anger, hatred, my enemies, my fears and head to the valleys beyond and the mountains. I'll leave bitterness and bitter people, I'll leave the darkness and the cruel world, and head to a land of humility and kindness.
Searching for happiness I'll have as company the glowing sun and moist dew on rock and leaf. I'll await the bird call and the aroma of fresh air.
Even if it was a bitter Winter now, the Summer will come bringing happiness to all cities and every village.
I’ll take an uphill road, I’ll take the path towards the stars that light the way to freedom.
I'll climb to the stars, I'll enter a kingdom, I know it will not be an illusion, I know it will be mysterious, yet real. Here in time I will find peace and strength.
Like the prodigal, I'll return, to my brother, my sister, my mother, my father. With happiness in my mind and freedom in my heart.
If need be, I'll leave my brother, my sister, my mother, my father. I'll leave everyone and everything.
I'll leave anger, hatred, my enemies, my fears and head to the valleys beyond and the mountains. I'll leave bitterness and bitter people, I'll leave the darkness and the cruel world, and head to a land of humility and kindness.
Searching for happiness I'll have as company the glowing sun and moist dew on rock and leaf. I'll await the bird call and the aroma of fresh air.
Even if it was a bitter Winter now, the Summer will come bringing happiness to all cities and every village.
I’ll take an uphill road, I’ll take the path towards the stars that light the way to freedom.
I'll climb to the stars, I'll enter a kingdom, I know it will not be an illusion, I know it will be mysterious, yet real. Here in time I will find peace and strength.
Like the prodigal, I'll return, to my brother, my sister, my mother, my father. With happiness in my mind and freedom in my heart.
Sea of Hope
I see it and say
how wonderful life is,
a sea of courage,
of history and faith.
Coming in and going out, it speaks to me a language of calm.
The waves die.
I see a time where my child will live.
An ancient time of tradition and beauty.
The sea, for a moment is cold, then with vigour, warmth engulfs me. In the time it takes to smooth a rough stone, ideas of timelessness arise.
Grains of sand on a beach are innumerable in number and like people each one unique. Dreams are like this, strangely unfathomable, and as the sound of waves overcome me, I sleep.
The courageous have gone in and come out, cowards do not enter. Its the spirit of a colossal warrior that helps navigate this turning of the tide. The adventurer, the questioner and the seeker within makes a leader.
Soldiers flee to the mountains from the valleys to prepare for war. They counter with zeal like men ready to die for the cause.
The waves die.
I see a time where my child will live.
An ancient time of tradition and beauty.
They have love in their hearts and do not want to see their great people altered forever. They stand strong and fight, first with their hearts and minds, then with weapons of battle. Spreading the truth as they fight, moments of victory give hope. A deep passionate hope that their land, as it once was, will return once again.
how wonderful life is,
a sea of courage,
of history and faith.
Coming in and going out, it speaks to me a language of calm.
The waves die.
I see a time where my child will live.
An ancient time of tradition and beauty.
The sea, for a moment is cold, then with vigour, warmth engulfs me. In the time it takes to smooth a rough stone, ideas of timelessness arise.
Grains of sand on a beach are innumerable in number and like people each one unique. Dreams are like this, strangely unfathomable, and as the sound of waves overcome me, I sleep.
The courageous have gone in and come out, cowards do not enter. Its the spirit of a colossal warrior that helps navigate this turning of the tide. The adventurer, the questioner and the seeker within makes a leader.
Soldiers flee to the mountains from the valleys to prepare for war. They counter with zeal like men ready to die for the cause.
The waves die.
I see a time where my child will live.
An ancient time of tradition and beauty.
They have love in their hearts and do not want to see their great people altered forever. They stand strong and fight, first with their hearts and minds, then with weapons of battle. Spreading the truth as they fight, moments of victory give hope. A deep passionate hope that their land, as it once was, will return once again.
The Morning Dove 🕊
When one appears it is a prize,
A paradise in the midst of destruction,
I watch it and behold a peaceful protector in a quiet place where colours evolve into jewels and
weapons into olive branches.
Sharp edges become soft, pleasant to the touch and mezmeric to the eye,
with a simple glance it appears beautiful, but on further looking mere beauty turns into a wordless compliment, it becomes unfathomable! ...
Unfathomable is descending Light from its body on a mountain top, untouchable and serene...
But, the change of wind blows and a thunder storm explodes, a volcano erupting and I am in turmoil as the Dove disappears.
Out of this darkness comes inspirational light, fire and fight, my joy and delight in poetry.
The hope that poetry unravels reflects in me like a mirror, I become a child again. Before torment and abuse, before relentless fear, a time of innocence.
When fear has gone, my love rises above the rim of the unending depth, and continues to ascend.
Determination in my heart and mind comes from seeking and finding, from seeing the preciousness within me, expressing the once inexpressible. Once withdrawn and suppressed I become blessed and excude my absolute best.
From out of the womb, I strive with open arms to The Omega, that Divine spark, without second thought, without indecision, without changing mind. Moulded from The Alpha, it is by peace of thought do I dwell in peace, fore my thoughts make me who I am.
The Dove is a treasure, it is what I need and that which I seek. It is the most humble and quiet of creatures. On seeing such a bird, it's impact on my eye and spirit is great, yet fleeting, as if disturbed it flies to a more quiet place.
A paradise in the midst of destruction,
I watch it and behold a peaceful protector in a quiet place where colours evolve into jewels and
weapons into olive branches.
Sharp edges become soft, pleasant to the touch and mezmeric to the eye,
with a simple glance it appears beautiful, but on further looking mere beauty turns into a wordless compliment, it becomes unfathomable! ...
Unfathomable is descending Light from its body on a mountain top, untouchable and serene...
But, the change of wind blows and a thunder storm explodes, a volcano erupting and I am in turmoil as the Dove disappears.
Out of this darkness comes inspirational light, fire and fight, my joy and delight in poetry.
The hope that poetry unravels reflects in me like a mirror, I become a child again. Before torment and abuse, before relentless fear, a time of innocence.
When fear has gone, my love rises above the rim of the unending depth, and continues to ascend.
Determination in my heart and mind comes from seeking and finding, from seeing the preciousness within me, expressing the once inexpressible. Once withdrawn and suppressed I become blessed and excude my absolute best.
From out of the womb, I strive with open arms to The Omega, that Divine spark, without second thought, without indecision, without changing mind. Moulded from The Alpha, it is by peace of thought do I dwell in peace, fore my thoughts make me who I am.
The Dove is a treasure, it is what I need and that which I seek. It is the most humble and quiet of creatures. On seeing such a bird, it's impact on my eye and spirit is great, yet fleeting, as if disturbed it flies to a more quiet place.
A quote of Comfort
“There is strange comfort in knowing that no matter what happens today, the Sun will rise again tomorrow.” “The struggles we endure today will be the 'good old days' we laugh about tomorrow.” “Life's trials will test you, and shape you, but don't let them change who you are.”
World War 3
The most sinister war,
Sly and underhand,
No bombs or bullets,
Or missiles or mines,
They send a virus,
To the world and lies,
to callously kill,
Vast numbers of lives,
A silent killer,
Slaughters children, husbands and wives.
Sly and underhand,
No bombs or bullets,
Or missiles or mines,
They send a virus,
To the world and lies,
to callously kill,
Vast numbers of lives,
A silent killer,
Slaughters children, husbands and wives.
The old and the young,
The weak and the sick,
To cause sudden fear and panic,
Like gas only worse,
Passed from person to person,
Creating suspicion and hate,
Dictating to everyone,
This authoritarian and totalitarian state.
The weak and the sick,
To cause sudden fear and panic,
Like gas only worse,
Passed from person to person,
Creating suspicion and hate,
Dictating to everyone,
This authoritarian and totalitarian state.
Its naive to think its just an organic virus,
Caused by bloody bats,
We're isolated, lonely,
without the human touch,
Without communion,
Without congregation,
Treated like rats.
Caused by bloody bats,
We're isolated, lonely,
without the human touch,
Without communion,
Without congregation,
Treated like rats.
Confused and controlled,
The worst combination,
Ordered and disturbed,
Spreading from nation to nation,
Stockpiling one minute rashening the next,
Our freedom is taken,
And the freedom to text.
The worst combination,
Ordered and disturbed,
Spreading from nation to nation,
Stockpiling one minute rashening the next,
Our freedom is taken,
And the freedom to text.
The numbers of dead are inaccurate,
Hidden within the epicentre,
Poets have reported,
1919 and one hundred years later,
Its too obvious now,
The evidence is here,
Its not simple,
But it is clear.
(note to self - corona means crown, this virus is not my king)
Hidden within the epicentre,
Poets have reported,
1919 and one hundred years later,
Its too obvious now,
The evidence is here,
Its not simple,
But it is clear.
(note to self - corona means crown, this virus is not my king)
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