Wednesday, 5 November 2025

Now!

I see elegant Olive trees aligned with the Signs of the Times,

I see friendly Robin's and handsome Sparrows as they were, 

I see Chrysanthemum burning bright like Spartan Fire, Tulips, Daffodils Dandelions and Daisies bringing fairness and beauty,

I see the elderly with strength and courage, going forward,

I see the young with faith and determination and not ambition,

I see The Original Church establishing the multitudes and displaying the power of the Holy Spirit as it should,

I see speakers talking of Christian Truth and the beauty of The Holy Bible,

I see The Almighty Jesus Christ coming again in Great Glory to bring us back to peace and to take us to His Heavenly Kingdom,

I see tombs empty and gates open,

I see us all becoming children again and feeling joy,

I see the Angels greetings, singing with tears of delight,

I see illumined eyes and refreshed faces,

I see the Light and the end of filth, impurity and wickedness,

I see Hope and where everything is blessed and Good,

I see love and kindness and friendship and mercy and humility, and only here do I feel rest, 

And only here do I feel peace, 

And only here is LIFE.  

Friday, 17 October 2025

The Prison

This world, this petty world,

With its traps and tricks,

It's control and coercion,

It's mind games and fakery, 

Addictions and delusions, doing as you please.

This is not true freedom!


Say a "wrong" word and you get cut off, isolated, stigmatized.

Say a "wrong" word and you get shot dead.

Say a "wrong" word and you get  crucified!


Where is kinship and brotherhood?

Where is joy?

Where is love?


Such a struggle to maintain anything,

Even who you are!


But I say, kill the world within you, break the chains that hold you, the walls that trap you, and soon the Lions and Hyaenas that encircle, ready to devour you will flee and the darkness will disappear, the worries and cares of the world will vanish!


Why not let the Light in? Why not?

What have you to lose?

Are you so hateful and resentful?

Are you so blind you cannot see?

A man on his own knows nothing! Nothing!


Transform that prison inside you to a free man! Transform that darkness to a determined fire inside you, see beyond the prison! See beyond the prison!






 

Tuesday, 14 October 2025

I am

Sunshine through Cumulus Clouds,

Is how I feel,

How I am.


Clouds are gold, 

Sky, pure white,

Light surrounds each cloud with electrifying and sharp brightness,

Everything is still, everything has purpose.


Light movement intensifies the purpose, 

I reflect as I watch,

Clouds melt,

Sky changes from pure white to pinks and purples, Bronze and Cerulean Blue,

Sumptuous mixing, blending and playing of colours accentuate my reflection and my awe.


Timeless.


My hesitation to remove my gaze from the last blast of light blinds my senses until a slow and gradual fade to black space. 


I stay and remain poised. 


At the precise moment when my poise were to collapse a Star appears. 


Solitary and still.

The vastness of space cannot contain it, nor overwhelm it. 

It's clean light and cutting edges point elsewhere,

Somewhere I haven't been and have yet to see. 


I remain with it.

I am here. 


The past no longer matters,

I feel weak,

But I am. 




Saturday, 11 October 2025

Your unique self

Be your unique self,

Put self criticism on the shelf,

The thing that makes you stand out from the mundane,

Might be a pain to others, but it's what keeps you sane on the right lane to better health.


Be it mental or physical, that stigma is your blessing not a curse,

It means you're exciting, special and rare,

So do not care what people think or say, 

Their negativity means jealousy and envy anyway, their aggression means insecurity and bitterness, let them destroy themselves and you will grow with resilience and defiance come what may! 


Be your unique self, that

Schizo-genius or that Fibro-warrior, that

Autist-elligent resilient or that DepressIRON-soldier,

Whatever your condition, may your mission be to sustain your character to enjoy what you enjoy and accept yourself. 


Build yourself up and your exhilarating unique gang, this is explosive and its repercussions extend, collide and bang, while you mend and repair, the others will just stop, think and stare!



Friday, 3 October 2025

Crystal Clear

Not the ocean, but a river,

Unlike any I've ever seen,

A river pure and clean,

Turquoise in colour and fresh in aroma.


The river banks filled with lush vegetation encourage birds, lizards and crickets.


The sunlight glows off the surface of the water stunning me to sit and gaze. I wish I could stay forever. 


I sink my feet into the warmth of the water. It's cool to the touch in the hot sun. It's quiet, but I don't feel alone, as the river is ever slowly moving and birdsong echoes from the low hanging trees. 


I notice the banks of the river, pebbly and earthy, soft and sandy. 


For a moment I reflect on life and feel fortunate, such beauty exists that we seldom see. 

Tuesday, 30 September 2025

Autumn leaves 🍁🍂

Leaves begin to die,

Turn bronze, crimson and gold,

Once on the tree then crumpled and trodden on flat to the earth. 

From tree to ashes.

From tree to dust.


The beauty and passion which their colours and shapes conjure in our minds are vivid and ever present. 

The golds of Crowned Glory and the blood reds of fresh slaughter are a reminder of our flaws and our weakness.


Though this glorious and beautiful death doesn't last, 

It's only temporal,

The everlasting Risen Life will soon be on its way,

With most Graceful Power and Eternal Strength!


Wednesday, 24 September 2025

The Treasure

I've always dreamt of finding treasure,


Something small, yet mesmerising,


Precious and unique,


Special and rare!


As I walk through the gardens, sometimes gazing to the ground, I wish, I wonder what if, maybe today, I hope.. I might find some kind of treasure, you never know.


You hear of those who find antiquities, coins, jewels, statues and the like. 


My head returns to the real world, away from fantasy and I look ahead of me...

and keep walking. The gardens look beautiful in the sunlight. Lush green and powerful in colour and aroma.


A fleeting thought enters my head,

A memory conjoured by the elements or an angel on my shoulder...


"Hope is the greatest treasure"

And it's right here inside my heart.






September 11th

I saw a Robin red breast looking at me, Bobbing its head and approaching to see, As I whistled and beckoned it forward it flew and sat next ...