"He is not dead"

Too much emotion,

Too much pain,

Too much time passed,

Too much strain.

Too much joy,

Too much Spirit,

Too much to enjoy,

Too much strength and power

for life to not last!

The things come and gone, will never pass!

In the heart and mind,

Memories sometimes fade,

But, childlike spirit brings a new and unquestionable fire! 

Something God made!

The sun keeps shining,

Its rays never fade,

There's always a silver lining,

The Earth keeps turning,

The flame keeps burning,

Growth never ceases,

Hope inside our hearts never dies,

The sound of hope when a newborn cries!

We are all Hand made.

God's hand is gentle and kind,

He has you in mind as God is love and loves humankind!

"Come unto me" He says,

Thee who are heavy ladened and weary,

I shall give you rest,

Life is the greatest gift,

Life is the very best!

Never fear, fore He is with you,

Never fear, fore he is tender, 

Never fear, He will never surrender, His love is relentless!

Never fear, His care is abundant,

Never fear, He renders all evil as redundant and

His kindness endures forever!

The road is long to a better place,

The journey straight, 

He's always ahead and on perfect time,

He never relinquishes his love,

He enables the Heavenly climb,

He opens the gates and looks you in the face,

Fear not, He loves you,

Feel His warm embrace!

In the ground,

You are buried,

Back to the earth you go,

The power of dead,

Will never let go,

For the dead have just passed to somewhere else,

The caterpillar disintegrates,

Only to emerge with a new life,

Death cuts and hurts deep like a sore wound and like a knife,

But, the miracle is love,

And with love everything is possible,

Death is only a beginning,

With love there is only winning!

You ask yourself in a vast field of graves,

Why? Why do we die?!

Why are we here?

What is life??

Life is a powerful sacred gift,

With cherished kindness,

The kindness of sacrifice,

We see life for evermore!

You ask, why did He die?

I answer, "He is not dead"

Accept this gift! 

The "Capability" crown

Kingfishers, Heron, Cormorant and Water Vole, 

From nature the great masters stole,

Reed beds, Willow, buds, birch and bracken, the mighty old Oak with homes not for sale,

The meekness of nature will never go stale,

Don't poke fun at the meek, the incapable, fore their fire leaves a fearsome trail, 

The "capability" crown, they wear, the crown of the rock dove, is full to the brim of love, they do not fail, 

Blow a gail, they will not fall or stumble, nor crawl! 

The gulls climb the spiralling gusts with faith of a mustard seed bringing hope and glory, to the fallen and blamed, 

The shamed rise from their stolen story, rearrange their mind to a capable kind, set forth and proceed to the need of others and the lamp that burns on the bridge shows their way!

The crown is worn only by the poor, the windswept, the cradled, the unbridled, the woeful and weak! They stride forth with majesty, not with riches, but with a back bone! The ridge of the Lion dog, the treding of their clog to the earth, the moment the tattered hat is pulled down, over their eyes, they still see, there's no blindness in them, it's the waves on the river they drift with, with the waves gulls float upon, and like the industrious pigeon who's perch is rotten, full of stench, they manoeuvre with expertise! 

The Lion roar signals a fight, a proud strength, the humble Rat looks at you like your thick, with curious eyes, the Crow with its intellect sums you up, susses you out, 

The Weeds on the Riverside, like a Limpet or Urchin, cling to life, survive all elements, not pretty, but enduring!

When the Sparrow enters the flock, the trumpets sound, the bells ring and heads bow, but the Sparrow bow too, not in glory, but in the humility of knowledge!

Berries are eaten, seeds spread, graffiti signs banners, their tattooed skin,

You can't win, they say!

But, claim it, don't enflame it, the tide is always in momentum,

Perpetual motion like a Greek boxer, weathered, bruised, cut and battered, his victory overcomes his poverty, his victory overcomes his life, pounding rugged sinews perpetuates motion with experience and this is the essence of power, the eternal white flame, like a white Eagle gliding close to the sharp light of the sun!  

They don't do a border, it's all or nothing, freedom and independence, freedom in the mind, gravity never brings them down, God's wider wingspan helps them fly and cry with exhalation and capability!

The king of "capability" always wears his crown!

The storm that came and went

The pandemic has come, and gone!

Invasions happen, with the power of the bomb!

Tsunami's wreek havoc and devastate life!

But, these all pass like a blunted edge always comes to the sharpened knife!

A Lightning bolt battering us with depression,

Consumes us with listless energy and suppression,

Hurricane forces and confusion create the illusion, that life is destructive!

Life is too hard!

But the bard listens to his maker,

The life giver and the life taker,

Fore he who shouted far and wide,

Calmed the raging tide!!!

Therefore, faith and hope will get you through,

So that you can pursue,

Climbing to the top of that strong tree, the one left standing, while all others fall,

You know your worth and you know your call,

The storm will always fade and disappear,

Like boiling heat that does scold and seer,

And the darkness that brings danger and fear,

But, after Winter always comes Spring with vivid light,

The excitement of new growth,

The hope of rejuvenation,

Of us and the next generation,

Let us raise a glass of wine,

To the back of it all,

To the next step,

To the one who keeps striving,

To the one who never surrenders,

To the one who survives,

To the one who tries even harder,

To the bard, who continues to write from his soul,

To the one who gives us optimism,

To the one who gives his word and his light,

The ability of mental strength and fight,

To the very end and beyond,

Sing a song of merrymeant and might,

Sing a song of joy and delight!!

Rebellion and Revolution

Banners, plackards and shouting only silence the outward man,

Inside one remains the same,

A sterile society brings inner repression and suppression,

Anger, hatred and hurt, brings more anger, hatred and hurt,

Racism and prejudice will always exist,

Killings, drugs and guns, don't need community centres, raising awareness and campaigns to stop. 

Silence, humility and inner morals,

Is the only solution,

To this unending dilemma.

Not against petty government,

Not against war,

Not against slavery,

To challenge the root cause of these things we must rise above and beyond this miniscule physical reality,

Rise above the cause of all evil,

While raising the only sign needed,

The sign of the Cross!

In order to rise,

You must bow to God with a humble gut wrenching surprise to the devil.

The humble gesture of prayer,

With the killing of the inner threat and disease of pride,

Without silencing Satan,

The root cause,

Without demolishing the demons,

With the power of humility,

We will not win!

Each unique entity on the firmaments of the Earth,

Man or woman,

A person, can only govern himself,

If one cannot even govern himself, 

how then can he govern a country?

How then can he change the world?!

Agree or disagree?

Eyes open or blind?

Bold or timid?

Humble or arrogant?

True or false?!

Walk the walk, don't talk the talk! 

I say, stand before you fall to your knees to pride,

Stride with freedom to remain strong knowing you are weak,

Fight the only war one can win without harming another,

The spiritual war,

With love in your heart and forgiveness,

With this comes peace,

Only then can the world change!

Even so, let us attend!

Come Lord Jesus!

Show us Your Way!

Show us Truth!

So be it!

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.