PART VI
POSITIVE SPIRIT
CONTENTMENT OF THE SENSES
POEMS OF LEARNING
FIRST WITNESS SECOND WITNESS MY STORY GRASPING GLORY FRIENDS
CRYING FOR THE LORD GOD IN JESUS' NAME NOW IS THE TIME HIS PROMISE HOW TO...
CONTENTMENT PART I PART II PART III PART IV PART V PART VI PART VII
SO SAID JESUS... WHO IS TO BLAME... END OF TIMES FORGIVENESS
FAITH AND HOPE THE HEALING PEACE ON EARTH MY OWN WORLD
GLORY TO GOD TO CHOOSE ALL NATIONS
Part VI
Poems of Learning
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Breath of Life
Fly away into the sunlight,
And show the world your freedom,
For your fairness is the Breath of Life,
And with the golden outline of your spinnaker wings,
Your fluttering is as one with our beating hearts,
If you are destroyed,
We are not far behind,
For you do not deserve our polluted environment,
Nor a perch on a twig beneath a silvery glass dome,
Or pins piercing thru your wings,
On a display for bragging intelligence,
Your life is your privilege,
In its full cycle,
As God intended it to be.
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Within my Heart
I see Within my Heart,
My knowing is clear to me,
The good in others,
Is what sets me to see,
A Joy of A Follower,
For we will ever be,
In the Shadow of Our Lord Jesus,
That is what renders us free,
From Satan’s grasp,
So when that backward trumpet calls from he,
We will not be guided to that darken star,
But stay in The Light of God’s Decree.
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God the Son
His Touch caressed my entire body,
As His Golden Light enveloped me,
His Sight was hot upon my head and shoulders,
Making my body luke-warm,
My feet and hands cold,
His Smell was of this earth,
As of the grass surrounding me,
And of the quiet that overtook the moment,
His Taste was of water,
Love giving strength,
And a calming submissive quality filled the air,
His Hearing was of life,
As He gave me His Understanding,
To teach His Words thru verse,
For this was His Beginning Seed to me.
On that Easter Morn,
I felt God’s Golden Light upon my soul,
And it was indeed overwhelming to the senses.
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Psalm 119
Nun
Motherhood,
It is a nursing of our young,
The closest touch a mother can offer,
To console a whimpering baby,
Fatherhood,
It is a holding of our young,
The closest touch a father can offer,
To console a crying child,
Christianity,
It is a brotherhood of our young,
The closest touch Jesus can offer,
To console a lonely person,
Heritage,
It is a sisterhood of our young,
The closest touch the Spirit of Hope can offer,
To console a doubting person.
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Everlasting Remembrance
You showed us your bravery,
To stand by your beliefs,
It made you a person to be respected,
You showed us your strength,
To stand by your religion,
It made you a person to be revered,
You showed us your endurance,
To stand by your faith,
It made you a person to be followed,
When Jesus walked this earth,
He gave us His Everlasting Remembrance,
Thru His words of compassion,
And His miracles of life.
He is indeed a person to be loved.
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Just a Touch
Just a Touch,
And I feel him growing,
Thru my chest,
Down my spine,
And settling thru out my body,
It is a burning flame,
Like none I have ever known,
For it is soft,
But a strong and quick inner glowing ember,
I can not see,
Thru the tears of rapture,
Shining in my eyes,
For I am renewed within my soul,
I have been touched by Jesus Christ,
More than just once,
And the quickness,
Is an everlasting experience.
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Christmas Morning
What better time to repent,
And always to remember,
Our ever-living God,
Within our lives,
We have in all ways,
So much to be thankful for,
For our world had been saved,
From total destruction,
Because of His birth,
With Jesus,
Love is before our eyes,
And we shall forever feel Him,
For He has been born into our hearts,
And our lives are in joyous praise,
For we feel the earth,
Breathing of Life,
On this Christmas Morning.
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About Death
There is no fear in death,
For when dying comes,
Our souls will be taken away,
Within a sigh of internal rest,
Our breath will be eternally drawn,
In a luxuriant expulsion,
And the force comes from the chest,
Which creates a brief aching sensation.
When our souls are released,
Into the Hands of Jesus,
Everything is left behind,
Within the comforting knowledge,
That all is finally accomplished,
And left in good care.
For Jesus is Life after Death,
And a choice to choose.
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Eye of the Beholder
Golden molecules of light,
Around the head of Jesus,
Particles of the Holy Spirit,
Within the symbol of Hope,
Holy Cards with the Virgin Mary,
Holding the Baby Jesus,
The halo is given,
Within the remembrance that Hope is present,
Saints that have given all of themselves,
For God in the Name of Jesus,
This ring of light is to be found,
Within the breath of a new Life of Hope.
This new life,
Of the Eyes of Christ,
Reflect to each other this shining disc,
Within the Eye of the Beholder.
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Beware of the Church
Jesus is my Lord,
A shepherd to many,
Who led us thru His Teachings,
Of Christianity,
As according to all the Holy Books,
For we are His Flock,
The innocent lambs,
Who follow His Words,
Of Truth and Faith,
Within the name of our own churches,
The congregating,
Within these churches,
Are of the boundaries,
From within our own religions,
For we must surely rely on our common sense,
And the knowledge of our Bibles,
So as not to be led,
By false sermons.
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I Love Rap
To enjoy a different kind of rhythm,
Is an open-mindedness,
To welcome a new generation,
Widening the door,
To invite new imaginations,
Is an acceptance of style,
The freedom,
To say and do what we believe in,
Is also like starting a new kind of trend,
For Jesus is always there,
To guide our new ideas,
And inspire our own way of life,
Within the awareness,
Of positive respect,
To others.
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Their Purity
It is impossible,
To look past,
The downy white blanket of fog,
For it has wrapped around everything,
And selected all from view,
My sights are withdrawn,
The illuminating that has eased thru the dawn,
From within my mental survey,
Are now gone from vision,
I know what is unseen,
Is there,
As like with God and the Hope within Christ,
For Their Purity,
Is their own purpose,
All we have to do is let go,
And let all our good intentions,
Combine within each other.
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A Genuine Purpose
The feathery whiteness,
Of the snowy owl,
Swooping downwards,
With talons outstretched,
Wings arched,
And seizing its surprised quarry,
With a squeak and a quick jerk of defeat.
Life is gone from life,
But with A Genuine Purpose in mind,
For our true American Natives were a noble breed,
And their knowledge exceeded their race,
This was to;
Only take what you need from life,
And leave the rest as it was,
And their laws were in harmony,
With their ancestral spirits and nature,
And if Jesus walked this earth now,
His weeping would surely be heard around the world.
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Near the Edge
Laying the aspirins,
Side by side,
End to end,
One at a time,
I am fascinated,
Within my task,
My comfort towards death,
Is immensely satisfying,
Quite unexpectedly,
I feel a gentle motion,
Reversing itself,
And the aspirins are gradually put away,
My thoughts have turned,
Without my realization,
And I am still enclosed,
In this gentle ethereal feeling,
I was Near the Edge,
And Jesus guided me away,
Within God’s loving Hand of Friendship,
A wager Satan has lost for good.
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December Night
Upon the hill we have climbed,
Overlooking the San Francisco Bay,
On this frigidly cold December Night,
Which brings gusts of encompassing air against us,
So we are friends,
Sharing an adventure,
And we snuggle closer together,
To warm our hands and faces,
And we enjoy the breathtaking lights of Christmas,
Within this shining world of splendor at our feet.
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Our Right
To make a decision,
Upon our hearts,
Is for us,
And between God,
For our bodies,
Are our own,
And within Our Right to choose,
We must decide what path to take,
This does not mean,
That we are right,
In so doing this,
For without a valid purpose,
An abortion is a depletion of life,
For Hope is Life,
And extinguishment,
As a form of birth control,
Deprives this world,
And many childless couples,
Of Our Right to future dreams.
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The Abyss within my Vision
I have been within The Abyss,
It is black and with a spinning of gray and white,
The wind is fast blowing,
And forced screaming,
Is all that is allowed,
I was hanging,
From the end,
Of the ball of yarn,
Crying out within my mind to my God,
And only Trusting and Believing,
In my God alone,
And Within my Vision,
God brought me home,
And gave me Three Spiritual Keys,
To unite all together,
“I am Hope for all”,
These are God’s Words of promises.
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Hope within Jesus
I love watching the fall of a new snow,
As the flurries criss-cross downward,
Like tiny glittering Angels from Heaven,
And they cover the ground,
With a white sparkling glaze,
That charms the captivated eye,
I then rush out,
Bundled up like a snowwoman,
To try to catch at least one on my tongue,
But the possibilities are endless,
And you do not care if the neighbors are watching,
Because you are just a kid at heart having fun,
But you stop all the same,
Out of a passionate defeat and a hurting face.
We are only human,
And to let what other people think,
Affect our lives,
Would spoil the ideals of our youth.
God bids us to conquer our inhibitions,
Within ourselves,
And let go our constraints,
Within the teachings of each individual’s soul.
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Bow of Respect
Whenever the Name of Jesus,
Is said aloud within my words,
Or read within my thoughts,
I slightly bow my head in respect to His Name,
For the value of my perceptions,
Is in the recognition of Jesus,
And my Token of Devotion,
Is in this act of my submission,
Because Jesus walked among us,
As God incarnate,
And the Reverence to our Friend,
Is as one above us.
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To be whom you Are
I have always been an individual,
I refuse to be different,
Or change my ways,
Because of the disapproval of my peers,
To be your own person,
Is a recognition of your own self,
Even tho’ high self-esteem,
Establishes a disorder among others,
For this jealousy creates a powerful force,
And others are not able to comprehend,
Why the individual,
Does not care to follow the tangible leader,
We all should care only for the Goodness in God,
The Spiritual Essence in Jesus,
And the Hope Within our Hearts,
For a better world,
To Be Whom You Are,
Has been going on for a very long, long time,
So when I hear of people inflicting pain and suffering on others,
Due to reasons of their own unhappiness and discontentment within their minds,
I feel they are truly against the Commandments of Jesus.
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Spirit of Hope
Hope is among us,
For God has kept her,
Here on this earth,
And this is God’s Kingdom,
The World of Hope,
The Spirit of Hope,
Is the Heritage of these lands,
The Delicacy of Life,
Within the Promises of God,
And the Beating Heart of Jesus Christ,
Hope is Life’s Spiritual Essence,
Of the descent of the Dove from God our Father,
The Cloven Tongues of Fire,
St. John’s Revelation of the Bride and the Lamb,
And of Our Being within the Tree of Life.
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Guardian Angels
True guiding directions,
A light touch on the shoulder,
Sensing of a shadow behind you,
Whispers in the ear,
Within a message from God,
But for some,
There is an inability,
To decipher right from wrong,
And the devil takes a bow,
By attributing his evil doings,
From the darken recesses,
Oh his own fallen soul,
Guardian Angels,
Connectors between the seen,
And our unseen lives,
Guiding and Guarding,
Within their controlling influence,
Of our true natures,
Keeping ourselves in the Love of God,
Looking for the mercy of Our Lord Jesus Christ,
Unto the Eternal Life of Hope.
Take note of all you meet,
Be aware of yourself as a Good Samaritan,
For the one that needs your help,
May be an Angel sent from God.
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A Power from up High
For those of us who believe in other sources,
There is a Higher Power,
Which is stronger than their own imaginations,
For there is something more to the night,
Than the dawn of this universal vastness,
For their was a void in the beginning,
With a need to start things happening,
And they were born from,
Of an equal quality within a creation of a proceeding mind,
To choose a commencement of the universe,
So,
We have A Power from up High,
And we termed this Entity many great names,
For bringing wonderful things to us,
And this Light of Life was spectacular,
Which constructed all the worlds,
And this Holy Being is within us all,
Delving in Wonders,
Which were given to an existence,
Within these children,
Adam and Eve of God’s Life,
Jesus and Hope of God’s Earth.
Thank you God,
For you have truly graced me with this vision.
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I am Complete
I am truly for Your Life,
Dear Lord,
And I am ready for the quests,
You will set before me,
I am truly for Your Spirit,
Dear Lord,
And I am ready for this essence,
You will guide before me,
I am truly for Your Desire,
Dear Lord,
And I am ready for the learning,
You will open before my eyes,
I am truly for Your Design,
Dear Lord,
And I am ready for Your Son Jesus,
You will bring again into the heart of this world.
I am Complete,
Dear Lord,
And with my knowledge of You,
You have made me whole within a Hope of Your Salvation.
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Life of Faith
The choice for religious liberty,
May at times,
Mean death,
For those who seek freedom.
People for a better way of life,
Are our futures for tomorrow,
And nothing is dearer to the heart,
Than Life of Faith for the multitude,
For at times,
One special individual,
Must be sacrificed,
To save the many.
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Confession for your Soul
Tomorrow,
I will go,
To confession,
You say,
Just like that,
You say it so easily,
Almost carefree,
You were aware,
Of your committed vows,
To another,
For you knew,
If I had known,
Nothing would have gone on,
So go to confession,
For your soul,
And you are only fooling,
Your two-faced self,
All the same,
Please remember this;
God is good,
God is great,
And God is kind,
But not to liars who lie to themselves.
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Thru the Loss of Innocence
Sweet innocence,
How long should it last,
Why does it leave,
And where does it go,
So it is gone,
What takes it away,
For who is to blame,
Certainly it is experience,
And we can not go back,
To undo what is done,
So we are wiser and stronger,
Thru the Loss of Innocence,
God’s intent is for us to be aware,
Of an acceptance of ourselves,
Thru a truth and a learning,
Corresponding to our own upbringing.
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God is our Rainbow
A promise,
Within the colors,
Of the open sky,
For the clouds,
Speak the truth,
Of this token,
Within God’s covenant,
Towards the earth,
And all living creatures,
Trust,
Is the main element,
Between God and us,
For with our faith,
There is a belief,
Of a religion,
That extends to an outward conduct,
And governed by an implicit confidence,
Of a dependence on the Goodness of God,
But not all rainbows,
Are withheld among the heavens,
And they may be created by us,
Within our Wisdom from God,
So this is a truth,
For imitation from the heart,
Is the sincerest form of praise,
So therefore – God is our Rainbow.
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Birth
‘Deprivation of Sensations’
There is a hesitation,
To be born,
For fear of the unknown,
Is in us all,
I have read and been told that birth in itself,
Is a painful and a shocking experience,
To the newborn,
But I disagree,
For if natural childbirth is achieved,
God has put in all of us,
A mechanism called ‘Deprivation of Sensations’,
Which creates a shroud of sensual comfort,
And enables us a painless and shock less passage,
Into this world,
For the shock to our system,
Occurs after birth,
As an inner turmoil,
Of the infants reasoning of expectations,
And their rationalizations of what is going on,
Within their total helplessness of a surrounding vastness,
Of their uncontrollable circumstances,
In a relationship between them and this world.
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My Bible
About My Bible,
I have read,
Under King James’ Authorization,
Reflects the philosophies,
Of a knowledge between forty-seven men,
Which were divided into groups of six,
And each group,
Given to translating to English,
Within their own designated Books,
From the Latin and the Greek Bibles,
Of their day and age,
For then in turn,
Two from each committee,
They all congregated together,
To agree upon their revisions.
About My Bible,
I have been told,
Under King James,
A Protective Proclamation was sent out,
Seeking all the Holy Scriptures,
To be combined together,
And then from that,
A translation of these Books,
To English.
My Bible,
I have realized,
Stems from different points of views,
And if today,
We were given to a concordant,
A Universal Bible of The Gospels,
With ten knowledgeable men and women,
Deriving them from separate races and creeds,
From each of the seven {or five} Great Continents,
Then I believe,
We all will find,
Within the Name of Jesus,
The Hope of World Peace,
And a harmony within a Unity of God.
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And the Gospel…..
Jesus Christ is Good News,
Of glad tidings in the heart,
A spiritual uplifting of the soul,
Alterations of the mind towards the good of others,
All within the strength of ourselves,
With the help and guidance of God.
…..must first be published…..
To let The Gospel,
Be written as The Word of God,
As a primary goal in our life,
Brings on the Good News of Jesus Christ,
For all is connected in the circle of life,
With what goes around as good comes back around as even better.
…..among all nations.
Between all independent countries,
The Gospel of the World,
As a universal writing,
To be delivered unto God as a peace offering,
As a combined effort from us all,
To bring The Good News from Jesus Christ.
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In God’s Mind
There is a healing power,
That has been discovered,
Within our Bibles,
That I would like to share with you,
For I have seen people in great physical and mental agony,
Many a time in my life,
And they have found a cure that has worked for them.
You simply place your Holy Bible on any afflicted area of your body,
And truly pray to God from your heart and soul,
For anytime within minutes to an hour,
You will feel a gentle easing of your pain.
In God’s Mind,
Thru the healing power of Our Bibles,
There is a touch of quality from within ourselves,
To reach out and allow us our own cure from, God.
An ounce of prevention,
Is worth a pound of cure,
And you should still see your doctor,
Once a year or as required,
And God will take care of you in between.
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“My God, My God Why Hast Thou Forsaken Me?”
What is perfection for us within God’s Eyes?
Is it physical?
For I would say not.
Is it mental?
For I would say no.
Is it spiritual then?
Without any formation what-so-ever,
For then I would say yes.
So to me Jesus was not perfect,
And he had said this Himself,
In The Gospel according to St. Matthew,
Chapter 19:17,
In The Gospel according to St. Mark,
Chapter 10:18,
In The Gospel according to St. Luke,
Chapter 18:19,
And in The Gospel according to St. John,
Chapter 13:16.
So the perfection of Jesus is within Spirit,
And Jesus did not doubt God,
Thru His abandonment from God,
Causing imperfection within our own hearts towards Him,
When he called out from the cross,
“Eloi, Eloi, Lama Sabachthani?”
For Jesus was also calling out the Prophecy of David,
Psalm 22:1.
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