To my smitten soul
Captive to love
A blooming vision
A picture of distant lands and pitiful longing
Summer-clad and beautiful
Otherwise, that soul the vision withheld
It passing from life knowing its doom
Monday, April 18, 2011
prayer
Most High God above, Creator of heaven and earth, endowed with wisdom and wealth. For ages, you have lived as the Ancient One, ruling and dispensing justice in our fallen world and called us to be yours through the reconciling sacrifice of your begotten Son. How awesome you are Oh God.
You have seen the struggle of your devoted servants. Watching over them in their struggles; providing comfort, strength and all kinds of blessings Oh great provider. In Your Providence, your love spoke in the most beautiful tones. In your long-suffering, your servants learned mercy in your endless deeds extended to fallen man. Remembering that your creation was mere dust and that without your breadth in them, they would cease to be.
I’m amazed Oh Great Redeemer by you. I cry as I meditate on your amazing grace. You are indeed worthy of all praises. I say this day thank you mighty God for everything you have done for me and my loved ones.
I pray this day Oh ancient One beseeching you to grant us wisdom and favor to understand more your nature and marvel at your beauty. Help us put off our masks of folly, disgrace and sin and help us wear your spiritual eyes so that our spiritual sight is improved and we will be able to see deep into your awesome nature.
This way we will be able to walk into your presence and offer our thanksgiving unto You Heavenly Father and with purity walk in your garden of honor. Deliver us from troubles and heal our wounds. Mend our broken hearts and bind our wounds this great day Oh Lord!
Help us reach a place where we long for you and all that is of you Oh Lord. For your word says you satisfy those that thirst and hunger for you.
This, my prayer I offer unto you Oh Mighty God giving thanks to Jesus My Lord and Savior!
Amen!!
You have seen the struggle of your devoted servants. Watching over them in their struggles; providing comfort, strength and all kinds of blessings Oh great provider. In Your Providence, your love spoke in the most beautiful tones. In your long-suffering, your servants learned mercy in your endless deeds extended to fallen man. Remembering that your creation was mere dust and that without your breadth in them, they would cease to be.
I’m amazed Oh Great Redeemer by you. I cry as I meditate on your amazing grace. You are indeed worthy of all praises. I say this day thank you mighty God for everything you have done for me and my loved ones.
I pray this day Oh ancient One beseeching you to grant us wisdom and favor to understand more your nature and marvel at your beauty. Help us put off our masks of folly, disgrace and sin and help us wear your spiritual eyes so that our spiritual sight is improved and we will be able to see deep into your awesome nature.
This way we will be able to walk into your presence and offer our thanksgiving unto You Heavenly Father and with purity walk in your garden of honor. Deliver us from troubles and heal our wounds. Mend our broken hearts and bind our wounds this great day Oh Lord!
Help us reach a place where we long for you and all that is of you Oh Lord. For your word says you satisfy those that thirst and hunger for you.
This, my prayer I offer unto you Oh Mighty God giving thanks to Jesus My Lord and Savior!
Amen!!
Thursday, April 14, 2011
phases
He wears a large cream belt,
Nothing outstanding, everything outstanding
A white shirt, all about genuine superiority
A jerky hand straightening his red jersey
Screaming misplaced authority
Black shoes, a whitish grey tie and torn black socks
Something about orderly disorderliness
Scribbling something in a piece of paper lying on the ground
He finishes and hands it to the petite girl
Arms way from him, and with a familiar smile about his face
With delicacy, she picks it as though a hundred dollar bill
A blush barely noticeable, embarrassing its audience
I the witness to this contract of intimacy
On his confidence I wasn’t in doubt
On his love, I was in doubt,
On her love, I wasn’t in doubt
In the purity of it all, I was embarrassed to witness
Yet that’s the order of love and loss of innocence
In the quest for companionship
In fulfillment of our fated phases.
Nothing outstanding, everything outstanding
A white shirt, all about genuine superiority
A jerky hand straightening his red jersey
Screaming misplaced authority
Black shoes, a whitish grey tie and torn black socks
Something about orderly disorderliness
Scribbling something in a piece of paper lying on the ground
He finishes and hands it to the petite girl
Arms way from him, and with a familiar smile about his face
With delicacy, she picks it as though a hundred dollar bill
A blush barely noticeable, embarrassing its audience
I the witness to this contract of intimacy
On his confidence I wasn’t in doubt
On his love, I was in doubt,
On her love, I wasn’t in doubt
In the purity of it all, I was embarrassed to witness
Yet that’s the order of love and loss of innocence
In the quest for companionship
In fulfillment of our fated phases.
Wednesday, April 13, 2011
darling
To you the darling of my love,
Comrade of my joys
Comforter of my small grief’s
What joy to behold thy love;
The oil of gladness
Truth be told, mind made fool to
The steadfast tick of the heart
Peacefully beating nearer
Churning a rhythm
Fine-tuned to its owner alone
And her beloved
Comrade of my joys
Comforter of my small grief’s
What joy to behold thy love;
The oil of gladness
Truth be told, mind made fool to
The steadfast tick of the heart
Peacefully beating nearer
Churning a rhythm
Fine-tuned to its owner alone
And her beloved
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