Everything that God created is potentially holy, and our task as humans is to find that holiness in seemingly unholy situations. When we can do this, we will have learned to nurture our souls.
quote by Rabbi Harold Kushner
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The Crying From Misery
The miser has concussion when sick,
It is unholy and right if you end;
It contains blessings, the world,
When holiness has defeated;
We are holy, and they are so unholy,
The miser has concussion when sick
Too sick he is that it matters.
The misery of babies is like angelic crying,
You have divine nature when child
And lose when miserable more,
Like an angel it is, then adults shall change,
When babies were also them, also them.
The misery of babies is like angelic crying.
The miser has concussion when sick,
The misery of babies is like angelic crying.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Naked Bodies...
naked bodies...
great love...
darkest world...
shinny bodies only...
met because of GOD needs
the man i am of yours..
the great lover...
strong one whom you need..
here we are together..
alone no with us...
only me and you...
there where we can make all what our hearts and bodies needs...
all desires all lust we will get...
there we are...
where that GOD sent both us...
to be there naked...
naked...
naked as the day we were born...
when GOD created us...
created into our souls a great lust...
lust that never go away from inside...
lust that could give more happiness to the both...
to get its completeness...
till both melts...
so no more great lust than they gets..
as humans we are...
as a lovers we are...
as our GOD needs...
so come baby...
come and don`t waste what we created for...
created to live a happiness..
created to love...
created to make great love..
created to make happiness through our lust..
poem by Hazem Al Jaber
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De aguado, le fandango varie O
The descendant of the Spanish Friar says:
What I am selling to you is
Water, something to drink
It is more than that
It is also something to sprinkle
Your forehead
And you become holy
Free from sin
You pay for holiness
Now walk on the aisle
Of the church
And how they look at you
A holy man
Because of my holy water
And you will have a halo
And you become radiant
Radioactive perhaps
I repeat I do not just sell water to drink
It would just be ordinary
I am selling to you purity of soul
I am selling to you a future in heaven
Come now, buy water
Sprinkle your souls
Make them holy
Sprinkle them to all
Parts of your body
Meanwhile, there will be no mass
For the coming week
I will be on honeymoon with the woman
Who got the water from the well
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Transference
Thousands dip in the Holy Ganges
And emerge clean
Making the holy waters filthy
Like the sewage from a drainage
This transference leaves
Many a holy place, unholy
poem by Valsa George
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Breath Of Heaven
I have traveled many moonless nights,
Cold and weary with a babe inside,
And i wonder what i've done.
Holy father you have come,
And chosen me now to carry your son.
I am waiting in a silent prayer.
I am frightened by the load i bear.
In a world as cold as stone,
Must i walk this path alone?
Be with me now.
Be with me now.
Breath of heaven,
Hold me together,
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven,
Lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Breath of heaven.
Do you wonder as you watch my face,
If a wiser one should have had my place,
But i offer all i am
For the mercy of your plan.
Help me be strong.
Help me be.
Help me.
Breath of heaven,
Hold me together,
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven,
Lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Breath of heaven,
Hold me together,
Be forever near me,
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven,
Lighten my darkness,
Pour over me your holiness,
For you are holy.
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven.
Breath of heaven.
song performed by by Amy Grant
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Man's main task in life is to give birth to himself, to become what he potentially is.
quote by Erich Fromm
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Ode to God
HE created the sky
to protect us...
HE created the Sun
to warm our souls...
HE created the stars
to follow our dreams...
HE created the moon for us,
not to get lost,
and to illuminate
the road to...HIM!
poem by Viorel Vintila
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Breath Of Heaven [Mary's Song]
I have traveled many moonless nights
Cold and weary, with a babe inside
And I wonder what I've done
Holy Father you have come
And chosen me now, to carry your son.
I am waiting, in a silent prayer
I am frightened, by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone?
Be with me now, be with me now.
Breath of Heaven, hold me together
Be forever near me, breath of Heaven
Breath of Heaven, lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness, for you are holy,
Breath of Heaven.
Do you wonder when you watch my face,
If a wiser one should have had my place?
But I offer all I am for the mercy of your plan
Help me be strong, help me be strong,
Help me be strong, help me.
Breath of Heaven, hold me together
Be forever near me, breath of Heaven
Breath of Heaven, lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness, for you are holy.
Breath of Heaven, hold me together
Be forever near me, breath of Heaven
Breath of Heaven, lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness, for you are holy.
Breath of Heaven,
Breath of Heaven,
Breath of Heaven,
Breath of Heaven...
song performed by by Jessica Simpson
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Here I Come-4
Holy holy is He
So merciful
Lion and King
Wonderful Counselor
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
Most High God
Holy holy
Prince of Peace
Mighty Redeemer
King of Kings
Most High God
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
Take my sins
As far as the east
Is from the west
Purge me
With your precious blood
Shelter me
From the storms
Cover me
With your glory
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
You are so holy
You went to the cross
For me
So holy
You bled for me
So holy
You paid a price
I could not pay
Holy holy
Holy holy is He
Holy holy is He
Forever holy.
poem by Buxton Shippy
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Man's main task in life is to give birth to himself, to become what he potentially is. The most important product of his effort is his own personality.
quote by Erich Fromm
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Human nature is potentially aggressive and destructive and potentially orderly and constructive.
quote by Margaret Mead
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What Have We Learned
we have learned to be alone
savor the grace of solitude
silent as the moon rising and dawning
untangling the shadows from the twigs
we have learned to unlearn what others
usually do in similar situations
we have learned to forget
and then continue forgiving
we left jealousy on the hedge
to slide and fall with the sledge.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Not in purity or in holiness merely, for in Paradise man was holy, and he shall be holy when redeemed through the sacrifice of Christ and made an heir of heaven.
quote by Matthew Simpson
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Lady of God
Lady of God
Impenitent agreement, a promise of eternity.
A convent woman, a sanctuary. Obscenity
impending in every temptation's quell matin,
her adoration-values unequal, of waned satin.
A Holy Holocaust of sentiments of earthy offer,
a sanctity turned to embrace a holy transfer,
advertens in vows of austerity, a soul to gale,
as all expressions facial, pray on holy trail.
Her soul betrays just a hint of cry, her heed,
attentive to a Crucifix, a plasticity of mead,
sweet vow to him, to always, in dark, grope,
was it a certainty to be, with him to elope?
Perusing all her impudence, she withdraws,
ex-courtesan, God's covenant, unholy flaws,
now of eyes far to see, to carry any burden,
to sacrifice mundane dreams, a flesh warden.
She joins palms, men's eyes will never admire
her expression of face, a holiness not to expire
All dreams subscribe her trip to expiation
her only, of a covenant of solitude, destination.
.
poem by Giorgio Veneto
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Breath Of Heaven
Spoken:
And gabriel appeared to mary and said
Do not be afraid mary
You have found favor with god
You will be with child
And give birth to a son
And you are to give him the name jesus
He will be great
And will be called the son of the most high
And the lord God will give him the throne of his father david
And he will reign over the house of david forever
His kingdom will never end
I have traveled many moonless night
Cold and weary with a babe inside
And I wonder what Ive done
Holy father you have come
And chosen me now to carry your son
I am waiting in a silent prayer
I am frightened by the load I bear
In a world as cold as stone
Must I walk this path alone
Be with me now
Be with me now
Breath of heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For your are holy
Breath of heaven
Do you wonder as you watch my face
If a wiser one should have had my place
But I offer all I am
For the mercy of your plan
Help me be strong
Help me be
Help me
Breath of heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For you are holy
Breath of heaven
Hold me together
Be forever near me
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Lighten my darkness
Pour over me your holiness
For you are holy
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
Breath of heaven
song performed by by Donna Summer
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My Poems
My poems are my part,
They are my throbbing heart.
When I write them, I wish,
an honest poet's eyes
will bless them to be good
and true to life......
If, the holy souls
can't read, what is the
value of blooming emotion?
Rather, I'll sing the lullaby,
To make them sleep, in the
softest corner of my bleeding,
heart! I won't ever let them to be
in touch with the unholy air.
Because, they are my sacred prayer!
poem by Nilakshi Das
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A Star Speaks
In this universe so vast and wide
why do we humans run and hide
from the fact that there just might be
other beings different than we?
So many stars up in the skies
shining down like so many eyes
look right down and say to you
'There are others out there
that are in my view.'
Do not fear the multitudes of others
that just like you have sisters and brothers.
The day will arrive when all will say
if only you weren't so far away
you could teach us how to live with love
and how not to kill a soul.
We have never learned that here on earth
and still we play that role.
As a star that's shining in the night
I see all that's not in your sight.
I've watched and learned for eons of years
that the humans on earth cry too many tears.
And as I burn up and exist no more
my light still shines on each distant shore.
I wait for all to find each other
and revel in the differences in one another.
And when my light is gone and dies
I'll remember the song of children'; s eyes.
'Twinkle, twinkle little star
How I wonder what you are? '
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Give Thanks To The Holy One
Give thanks to the holy one
That created you in his image
Give thanks to the holy one
That gave you life
Give thanks to the holy one
That gave your health
Give thanks for the holy one
That invited you to his table
For holy communion
Give thanks to the holy one
That made heaven and earth
Give thanks to the holy one
That made the lake here at home
That connects you with the other part of the world
poem by Aldo Kraas
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What is my task? First of all, my task is to be pleasing to Christ. To be empty of self and be filled with Himself. To be filled with the Holy Spirit; to be led by the Holy Spirit.
quote by Aimee Semple McPherson
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Prayer Eyes
i learned to pray
almost as soon
as i learned to breathe...
i'm not sure there's
much difference.
sometimes i think
if you get beaten down
so much in life....
it allows you to let go
of everything you thought
you had to have, of everything
that you thought you had to be....
and you learn to feel,
and to see with new eyes,
with prayer eyes....
eyes that know the connected,
eyes that feel whether near
or distant... eyes that touch,
the unholy, the unforgiven,
the outcast, the worthless...
and find the sacredness of each.
and know every breath to be
a simple prayer... an unnamed star
on the blackest of nights!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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