Acceptance in Paradise

Let me tell you something,

Yeah, I feel aggression, I feel anger,

I break, I fold,

But I mend.  I heal and I open up,

The liberator keeps freedom at hand,

The conqueror fights life,

The warrior flies a high flag of victory,

Pity? I don't want it!

I eat the fruit of growth,

With the seed of sustainance,

My shoots always grow to trees,

Flourishing from nourished roots,

Devil, where are you?!

Come for me?!

I'll annihilate you, you feeble foe, with my iron fist!

a humble bowed head of nonchalance!

And a kind loving word!

Demons? Give me a break!!

You can't touch me!

I'm wearing my armour and holding my mighty shield!

Bullet proof, razor sharp, 

I ride a stallion and hold my harp, aloft with strength!

Pride?! Go run and hide!!

I don't need you pride!

I don't want you!

Go away, leave me alone!

I ain't no clone!

I'm in my zone!

Not a stone!

But, a heart of warm blood!

Running free with liberty! 

Life?

Has challenges, they come and they go, people come and they go!

Steadfast and rock solid is what is needed to bleed in this existence!

Resistance?! Yes, I resist hurting, but always receive love with soft eyes,

Receive from the new born King, the only true gifts,

Exhilarating hope,

Unending joy,

Unrelenting faith,

The scope to see beyond the reality Infront of your face,

Not in space, not the universe,

Something far greater, if there is no doubts in your belief!?

Doubts? Never! Not in a hundred trillion years! 

My rock is my fortress,

My foundation is my harness,

My fulcrum and my leaver is my point of axis to lift the world like Atlas on my shoulders!

Not on my own! 

But above the dead bone!

The light of resurrection is my 

crown and anchor, my bridge to a better place,

A place of rest,

Defence?! Guard?! It won't be needed! At the Holy acceptance in the Holy pleasure in Paradise! 

The Untouchable

There's money that can buy you things, anything you want! 

There's the tangible that satisfy bodily needs, those addictions, urges and desires!

But, the greatest and most vital are the unseen and untouchable!...

...Faith!

   Hope!

   Courage!

The unseen are pure and clean, simple and strong, paramount and necessary!

Kindness from the heart,

Gentle loving words,

A helping hand that stems from good thoughts!

Beauty comes from within a warm heart, seeing past the seen from the unseen...When the sun glows in the cold morning air, I feel blessed as hope rises in my sight. I relinquish the old and take on a fresh strength, a fresh beginning! 

This brings truth in mind and determination to carry on!

Sing a song, rise!

Open your eyes to purity!

As it saves us!

Let go of rotten things!

Things gone, things dead!

Life goes on!! 

There's always space for goodness!

Bring food to the table that feeds the soul!

Glow and spread kindness!

Not matter what's past!

Go ahead and believe in things that last! 

Friends

There is the bigger picture, everlasting hope, of course,

Then friends who care and extend a hand of trust,

Never rust, but always buffed to gleam,

Friends who love and say what they mean,

Their voice a song you never tire to hear,

Hope in sound and never fear,

It may take time to gain,

but the hand is safe and gently pulls you in, you still hope this is not deception, you hope it will last, when you find this person, this golden nugget in the stream, it is like a dream and you crave for more, your friend you love and you adore, after all isn't that life? 

You watch them smile,

Your heart melts,

You see them laugh,

and you're glad,

You share happy times and sad,

You comfort them when they are low,

A hug of friendship and watched them glow,

Hope is real, the small action becomes the bigger picture,

Lift your friends,

With a soft heart,

Smile and you'll never be apart.

When depressed

When depressed be courteous and smile, 

Help others, Your mood will lift, 

and you will find depression is a gift!

Wave to a passerby, hum a simple tune and come to see,

That the curse will vanish and the gift appear, it's when you struggle that God is near!

Be grateful and have faith, 

That kindness of heart will always win, the explosion of goodness and cuddle of warmth, kindles a brightness deep within! 

When depressed kind words are beautiful,

Words can change your mind,

Words are miracles in a state of kind,

A kind that is expressive,

A kind that is free,

A kind that is light and a rarity to be!

When depressed see the light,

And transform with resilience and blessed inner sight! 

Depression and faith: a note

I have learnt alot and become stronger through my depression. It taught me empathy, compassion and humility. It may be caused by evil, but the effects on me have been good. Mental illness must be understood in terms of the spiritual as well as being part of many individuals life experience. For me, I changed for the better, becoming stronger in faith and closer to understanding people and myself. Humility and a warm heart have come out of this as I haven't and will not let depression destroy me.

Light

Light opened like a yellow rose of freedom, the glow, the brightness, the intensity challenged my mind and my gaze from the earth to the very centre of the azure sky. The delicate changes of colours, of robust pink and purple lingered as the sharpness of a white beam exhilarated my heart. The air outspoken and wild left me silent.

His eyes

Inner strength of a life, is that which makes all have life.

His eyes caught me, weak, pale and distant. Yet within the wrenching of his solar plexus was pressure, but also depth,

Fore the depth of his will power remains, from outer chaos to internal peace,

As spirit is far greater than wasted skin, and the eternal always outlasts the frail body,

His eyes are flowers, Chrysanthemums, late in opening and always startling in presence...

It never ends this presence, the three colours of the petals, dazzling white, yellow and orange, flames and fires of the imagination.

He awakens...arising to the sky and beyond, like the sun, but greater, like the moon though always full, like a tidal wave without harm and like emotion without sadness,

His eyes begin the rainbow and the end too begins with freshness, and vibrance of colour. This freshness, this taste, so sumptuous in the mouth. This honey and this dew of nectar, though flavoursome, is beyond what we can taste, see, hear and feel. Far beyond the senses, in the very depths of the soul.