Faith

A Spiritual Valley

Sunday morning Gospel

At a southern Baptist church

Praising with the choir

Listening to the Word of God

 

Where grudges are forgiven

And friendships re-united

We sinners find forgiveness,

Family, and a home

 

But here I sit

Alone at home

I couldn't be roused

To my own Father's house

 

I can hear the church bells in the distance

Calling white-washed tombs to repentance

Calling broken souls to be renewed

Calling crushed hopes to stand firm

 

Yet, here I sit

Looking out the window alone

Listening to their tolling

Refusing to be more

Than an armchair theologian

 

If my “deeds” are just words

Then they are not worth talking of

If I didn't speak to my Father today

Then why do I expect answers

 

If we are “the Body”

Why are we so apathetic

So CONSUMED by our own lives

That our faith wastes away

 

And as these thoughts come to me

I make myself more comfortable

Still refusing to be any more

Then an armchair theologian.

Haiku and Hokku

Folder: 
Haiku

I.

 

Winter breathes coldly

A rose on new-fallen snow

Beauty in nature

 

White carpet without

Inside, the dog sleeps soundly

Dreaming of Spring days

 

Rain upon the window

Soothing, sweetly singing soft

As I write about it

 

II.

 

Family stay near

Life's storms draw close together

What calm drives apart

 

Special together

As I concentrate on work

She watches TV

 

Fearing the future

She wraps her arms around me

And holds me tightly

 

III.

 

Alluring water-front

Holding magnificent crafts

Warships now at peace

 

Men of foul language

Cargo brought ashore today

The smell of the sea

 

Moonlight on the waves

Horns of vessels passing by

A lonely gull cries

Sometimes Enlightenment is all.

....

 

Heated tongues had no temperance to spare 


Betrayal is a fickle master cloaked in innocence 


Eyes held truths with no regards to context 


Illusions were never more real than when piercing

The heart left to bleed pounding desperately on the floor

Under the foot of merciless pain 


How do you explain the inexplicable? 


Some things just end while others start


The resoning was perfectly logical 

But damned if anyone could see it


Because faith seemed a too bigger thing 

To hold through this broken prism

 

Off they went onto seperate trajectories

Only to find the truth revealed in years of wastedness

 

It was only when they travelled around it in oposite motions

They could see they belonged together


Far too late,  as other sattlites they collected were now in the way

And faith seemed once again bigger to hope for


And not a thing was learnt. 

 

 

....

 

 

 

 

 

Heated tongues had no temperance to spare 

Betrayal is a fickle master cloaked in innocence 

Eyes held truths with no regards to context 

Illusions were never more real that when piercing

The heart left to bleed poundind desperately on tge floor

Under the foot of merciless pain 

How do you explain the inexplicable? 

Some things just end while others start

The resoning was perfectly logical 

But damned if anyone could see it

Off they went onto seperate trjectories

Only to find tge truth revealed in 20 years of wastedness

Because faith seemed a too bigger thing 

To hold through this broken prism

It was only when they travelled around it in oposite motions

They could see they belong together

Far too late as other sattlites were in the way

And faith seemed once again bigger to hope for

And not a thing was learnt.

 

 

Author's Notes/Comments: 

Sometimes you need to shine alight on yourself.

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Tomorrow People

Tomorrow People

I planted a single seed left long ago
In time roots sprung up out of the fertile soil
In the game of life your time is very brief
try turning over a brand new leaf

many people today seem so very out of reach
these are desolate times yet we settle for ill faded rhymes
casualties are enormous for a stated cause that's atrocious
a mothers cry as the door bell rings

vanishing salute to freedom as the church choir sings
let's look above to the heavenly love
merciful one come take this chip off my shoulder
stop the senseless fighting as our nation grows a bit colder

Tomorrow let's pray for better days
instead of people getting caught in a purple haze
eyes, face & hands
when will we ever live to understand

you can't stand in line while kicking it to the man
how you have fought so hard & fierce
my truest love is gone from here
a challenge to be free is a question of time

Tomorrow people will achieve if one can perceive
it's more then a philosophical rant
one must succumb to the business at hand
hopefully someday all will understand

for love is the true essence of one's inner existence
a beacon of light to a hurting world in need of hope
hope that can evoke feelings of positivity
in a land so full of their negativity

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Hard Times

  1. get this young peeps out on the streets
  2. sitting back getting high up in the clouds
  3.  
  4. (Hook)
  5. I bust a nut in a rut
  6. cooking down at the Mickey D's
  7. cats with blue hats out on the street
  8.  
  9.  
  10. 1st verse :
  11.  
  12. where it began I can't begin to wonder
  13. blowing up tracks like Stevie Wonder
  14. is it any wonder I got to much time on my hands
  15.  
  16. son you were cursed the very day you were born
  17. daddy out selling stickers with the Mickey in the sleeve
  18. man this world outside just wants to see ya bleed
  19. as homeboy scratching on the fly spin master
  20.  
  21. my heart is running faster
  22. a soul is in disorder until it meets order
  23. people need to be more open minded with all this talk
  24. going make me play that ass just don't want to
  25.  
  26. (Hook)
  27.  
  28. I bust a nut in a rut
  29. cooking down at Mickey D's
  30. cats with blue hats on the street
  31.  
  32. 2nd verse
  33.  
  34. just like Muddy Waters you need to take a shower
  35. through the porch swing sippin honey tea
  36. knock me to my knees watch those suckas bleed
  37. like the famed Trick Daddy who escape gravity
  38.  
  39. tripping like life is a rollercoaster don't have to bend over
  40. got holes in my socks
  41. man homeboy do think a lot
  42. it's almost paradise with words that are slamming
  43.  
  44. just like soup to nut &I don't know where to put the jam in
  45. got to give it up soon but I'm still in motion
  46. just give me a moment while I chill on some magic potion
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It Wasn't The Nails

Suffering is a part of life, and I say
But sometimes I just wish the suffering would go away
Pain seems so useless, its purpose is so hard to find
When I'm in pain I'm often abrupt, rude & unkind

But Jesus had much more pain than I ever will;
His suffering was the way he chose my sins to kill
He died of lack of blood and lack of enough air
Into his lungs, and to me it seems unfair,

To die for my sins on his cross up there
It wasn't the nails that held Christ to the cross;
It was his love for us that put him at a loss;
For air to breathe and blood to flow

And in the end, for his life to go
My pain has purpose when I unite my pain,
With Christ's pain on the cross which was for my gain;
Gain of forgiveness of my sins on my soul

And for other's sins, too, to make us all whole
So I'll offer up my pain for others, and not complain
For my suffering may help them repent and not sin again
Suffering is a part of life, I know, and I say

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Concieve Believe Achieve

Conceive Believe Achieve

The arrow points the way to heaven up above
It is part of God's gift this mission of love
We all need a direction to go with our lives,
There's no better way, there's no compromise

The first step is Jesus as he points the way
It is by his example that we should live each day
He died on the cross so that we can try harder,
To learn of God's wisdom and to love one another

We next must believe with all of our heart,
In God's ultimate goal and our important part
He loves each one of us for what the bible says is true,
But to love and believe in yourself is entirely up to you

As our love grows for what life has to bestow
It should become quite evident what God wants us to know
That the glory of loving others and caring for our fellow man
Is to love almighty God and to carry out his supreme plan

These steps are all necessary for a life ever after
So keep them in mind as you begin your next chapter
We all will falter on our way to the top,
But it's so very important to keep loving and to never stop.

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The Rolling Air

The Rolling Air

Thy voice is on the rolling air;
I hear thee where the waters run;
Thou stand out in the rising sun,
And in the setting thou art fair

What art thou then ? I cannot guess;
But though I seem in star and flower
To feel thee some diffusive power,
I do not therefore love thee less;

My love involves the love before;
My love is vast in passion now
Through mixed with God and nature thou,
I seem to love thee more and more

Far off thou art, but ever nigh;
I have thee still, and I rejoice;
I prosper, circled with thy voice;
I shall not lose thee although I die

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Far Side Of The Hill

There's only one way to find out
how the grass tastes
on the far side of the hill.

I have an unshakable believe that it IS sweet
but only if you choose the right hill and the right way to get there.
But faith is unshakable.

Therefore I ride on, without retreat,
and go to find the grass that's sweet.
Though I must leave the 99 in the open country.
Just for a time.
Or perhaps for a time and half a time.
Who can say.
So I'll let Him tell you.

 

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