Today we bury his remains in the earth as a seed of immortality. Our hearts are full of sadness, yet at the same time of joyful hope and profound gratitude.
quote by Joseph Ratzinger
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Let's Hope Today Remains
Let's hope today never slept
And the sun never set
Let's hope the sky remains bright
And the stars twinkle forever
Let's hope the jubilation continues
And banters are exchanged like currency
Let's hope we speak with a tongue
And the cardinal points are focused
Let's hope this convoy
Is like that of bees
Moving together to produce honey
Let's hope we are like a bunch of broom
That sweeps away debris from the land.
Let's hope today remains.
poem by Babatunde Aremu
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Jesus Born On This Day
Today a child is born on earth
Today a child is born on earth
Today the glory of God
Shines everywhere
For all the world
[Chorus:]
Oh Jesus born on this day
He is our light and salvation
Oh Jesus born on this day
He is the King of all nations
Behold the Lamb of God has come
Behold the Lamb of God has come
Behold the Savior is born
Sing of His love
To everyone
[Chorus]
Today our hearts rejoice in him
Today our hearts rejoice in him
Today the light of His birth
Fills us with hope
And brings peace on earth
[Chorus]
Today a child is born on earth
Today a child is born on earth
He is light
song performed by by Mariah Carey from Merry Christmas
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New Year
Farewell to the old year forever,
And all its sorrows and care
We'll bury in our hearts, and endeavor
New troubles and trials to bear.
The old year has gone with its sadness,
In oblivion to dwell evermore;
The new year will come with its gladness,
To welcome the rich and the poor.
Ah, welcome the new year with pleasure,
And welcome home friends, that is dear;
Be happy and joyful together,
And greet each happy new year.
Some people will meet in sadness,
For death has entered their home,
And robbed them of joy and gladness,
And left them forsaken and lone.
Young people not meet it in sorrow,
For their hearts are blithesome and gay,
Trouble will come with to-morrow,
So let them be happy to- day.
Farewell to the old year forever;
Lay its sorrows aside with a tear.
Think of the future; and endeavor
To greet each happy new year.
poem by Julia A Moore
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In My Dream, light plays!
Night is the time,
Sleeping in infinite nothing,
becoming nothing in beloved
embrace,
forgetting everything! In the lap of beloved enjoy
dreams,
may some come true,
Some may not,
Observing dreams one sees the
light within,
Randomly light plays in my dream
At the dawn, with gentle breeze,
Dreams melt, innerlight into light
of world,
Never go back to sleep,
If you sleep at dawn,
What will be there at dusk? If dustfree dawn make you sleep,
Failing to Smile and work,
If can't feel lighter in the light of
dawn,
Sure the darkness covering light,
Will make you faint at dusk!
Seeds says seed of immortality
is packed in mortal seed coat!
DNA sings, its immortality
covered in mortality of seed,
Finally Life sings,
Immortality of life is packed in mortal DNA,
and Self whispers, my
immortality is sung by mortal
life!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Bury My Heart At Wounded Knee
Indian legislation's on the desk of the do right congressman
Now he don't know much about the issues so he picks up the phone
And asks the advice of the senator out in indian country
A darling of the energy companies their ripping off
What's left of the reservation
I learned the safety rule
I don't know who to thank
Don't stand between the reservation
And the corporate bank
They're sending federal tanks
It isn't nice but it's reality
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Deep in the earth
I said cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
They got these energy companies
Who want to take the land
And they got churches by the dozens
Trying to guide our hands
And turn our mother earth
Over to pollution war and greed
Well
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Won't you cover me with your pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
They got the federal marshalls
We get the covert spies
We get the liars by fire
We get the fbi
They lie in court and get nailed
And still leonard peltier goes off to jail
(the bullets don't match the gun)
Bury my heart at wounded knee
An eighth of the reservation
Bury my heart at wounded knee
It was transferred in secret
Bury my heart at wounded knee
We got your murder and intimidation
Bury my heart at wounded knee
My girlfriend anna may
Talked about uranium
Her head was full of bullets
And her body dumped
The fbi cut off her hands
And told us she died of exposure
Yeah right
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Oh deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Won't you cover me with pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Talk about a revolution
We had the gold rush wars
Why didn't we learn to crawl?
And now our history gets written in a liar's scrawl
They tell me " honey you can still be an indian
Down at the y on saturday night''
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
I said deep in the earth
Bury my heart at wounded knee
And cover me with your pretty lies
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart at wounded knee
Bury my heart
It was an eighth of the reservation
Bury my heart
It was transferred in secret
Bury my heart
Got your murder, murder, murder and intimidation
Bury me
Bury me
Bury me
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
Bury my heart
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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A Song of Derivations
I come from nothing; but from where
Come the undying thoughts I bear?
Down, through the long links of death and birth,
From the past poets of the earth,
My immortality is there.
I am like the blossom of an hour.
But long, long vanished sun and shower
Awoke my breath i' the young world's air;
I track the past back everywhere
Through seed and flower and seed and flower.
Or I am like a stream that flows
Full of the cold springs that arose
In morning lands, in distant hills;
And down the plain my channel fills
With melting of forgotten snows.
Voices, I have not heard, possessed
My own fresh songs; my thoughts are blessed
With relics of the far unknown.
And mixed with memories not my own
The sweet streams throng in my breast.
Before this life began to be,
The happy songs that wake in me
Woke long ago and far apart.
Heavily on this little heart
Presses this immortality.
poem by Alice Meynell
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Bury Me Now!
bury me now,
at the feet of your freedom.
bury me now,
in the bowl of your hunger.
bury me now,
in the healing balm.
bury me now,
in the hand that comforts.
bury me now,
at the foot of the birthing bed.
bury me now,
in the march for peace.
bury me now,
let my body be the bridge.
bury me now,
and give names to the faces!
poem by Eric Cockrell
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World Falls
Im coming home with a stone
Strapped onto my back
Im coming home with a burning hope
Turning all my blues to black
Im looking for a sacred hand
To carve into my stone
A ghost of comfort
Angels breath
To keep this life inside my chest
This world falls on me
Hopes of immortality
Everywhere I turn
All the beauty just keeps shaking me
Now I woke up in the middle of a dream
Scared the world was too much for me
Sejarez said, dont let go
Just plant the seeds and watch them grow
Ive slept in rainy canyon lands
Cold drenched to my skin
I always wake to find a face
To calm these troubled lands
Ah this world falls on me
With dreams of immortality
Everywhere I turn
All the beauty just keeps shaking me
Now Im running
To the end of the earth
And Im swimming
To the edge of the sea
And Im laughing
Im under a starry sky
This world was meant for me
Dont bury me
Carry me
I wish I was a nomad
An indian or a saint
The edge of death would disappear
Leave me nothing left to taint
I wish I was a nomad
An indian or a saint
Give me walking shoes
Feathered arms
And a key to heavens gate
Ah this world falls on me
Dreams of immortality
Everywhere I turn
All the beauty just keeps shaking me
Im running
(this world falls on me)
To the end of the earth
(with hopes of immortality)
Im swimming
(everywhere I turn)
To the edge of the sea
(the beauty keeps on shaking me)
And Im laughing
(this world falls on me)
Cause Im under a starry sky
(hopes of immortality)
This world was meant for me
(everywhere I turn)
Ive got hopes of immortality
song performed by by Indigo Girls
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Sonnet: Diwali
Today’s the `Festival of Lights’ all o’er;
A joyful day for minds and hearts and souls;
And people throng the Temples to offer,
Prayers, resolving to take better roles.
And most of them are richly clad and clean,
And eat such dainty foods and sweets with mirth;
Whilst noisy crackers burst, their lights are seen,
It seems to be a happy day on Earth!
But are there not hearts woe-filled, very sad?
Denied of laughter, smiles for days;
Today’s the triumph of Good over bad;
But what about the wastage in much ways?
True joy is when you see someone else smile!
True charity gives joy in Heav’nly style.
poem by John Celes
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Tomorrow I’ll Be Stronger
Today I stand and ideate
Of the tomorrow I intend to create
With hopes and dreams, a joyful state
Cos today, I have been asked to wait
Today I work toward a tomorrow
Devoid of sadness and sorrow
Where joy can be found flourishing
And life completely enriching
Today I fight my phobias
My sadness and despair
And look toward a bright future
That tomorrow’s going to share
Today I stand in guilt,
For the mistakes I have committed
But work with all my heart to fix
The priorities I just omitted
Today is still a reality,
That’s staring in my face
Telling me of all the things I miss
Of all the things I chase
Today works on my feelings
My weakest points, exposed
But they’ll still exist tomorrow
Just taken care of and closed
Today might get the better of me,
But that’s a small price pay
Cos tomorrow I’ll be stronger still
And make that better way, stay
So bear with me for today,
In case I stumble or fall
To seem me rise again much stronger,
Wait till tomorrow before you call.
poem by Vijay Jacob
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Here Today, Gone Tomorrow
All the days we think of as today
are really just tomorrow.
For I've found that things don't change,
there always will be sorrow.
Sorrow that will come to some
that came yesterday
is just transferred to others
as it comes their way.
When we think of joyful,
the joyful is today.
So enjoy the joyful
for tomorrow it goes away.
poem by Edwina Reizer
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Easter Saturday
Today is the day after;
after blackness, what?
yesterday, black present filled the mind;
today, not even light on blackness..
a day not on the calendar;
an empty diary entry;
faith smaller than a mustard seed;
hope an untilled field.
This is what a present with
no future feels like;
the mercy only
that there is a present;
among the closest, the rumour
of a promise so ethereal
it has no shape or form
to build into new faith, no hope;
not even waiting, when
there may be nothing for to wait;
a day out of time; wrap around you
the thin silk of love;
be still; surrender everything
and find a peace beyond all promises;
today, there is no tomorrow;
if you have hope, then hope;
if you have prayer, then pray and pray;
perhaps tomorrow’s born today.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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Things That Will Be
learning not to trust
for things that will be
something to hope for
they will not always
last for a lifetime
the seed you bury
the worm sometimes eats it
the bud you mark
remains tight and falls
this you must know
as early as you are born
see the light
of everyday blunders
for sometimes when
you close a door
it does not mean
that the window opens
oh well, it is not easy to learn
realities damned
dreams broken
selves bursting
a world in your eyes
annihilating
but of course you may start anew
be positive you once say
light a candle in the room
let no one burn.
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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The Full Sea Rolls And Thunders
The full sea rolls and thunders
In glory and in glee.
O, bury me not in the senseless earth
But in the living sea!
Ay, bury me where it surges
A thousand miles from shore,
And in its brotherly unrest
I'll range for evermore.
poem by William Ernest Henley
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The Day Of Days
Each eve earth falleth down the dark,
As though its hope were o’er;
Yet lurks the sun when day is done
Behind to-morrow’s door.
Grey grows the dawn while men-folk sleep,
Unseen spreads on the light,
Till the thrush sings to the coloured things,
And earth forgets the night.
No otherwise wends on our Hope:
E’en as a tale that’s told
Are fair lives lost, and all the cost
Of wise and true and bold.
We’ve toiled and failed; we spake the word;
None hearkened; dumb we lie;
Our Hope is dead, the seed we spread
Fell o’er the earth to die.
What’s this? For joy our hearts stand still,
And life is loved and dear,
The lost and found the Cause hath crowned,
The Day of Days is here.
poem by William Morris
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Be Joyful
Let the saints be joyful in glory and,
Let them sing aloud on their beds!
For the sound of the rain is heard all over;
And we have to give ear to this poem.
I will give you grain, wine and oil for my love;
And of the sweet incense from my aroma to keep you calm,
For i am sent on this earth to help others!
Because i am like a father to the fatherless and,
A mother to the motherless as well in this universe!
STones of turquoise,
Foundation of sapphires,
Winfdows of rubies,
Gates of crystal,
And walls of precious stones!
Give seed to the farmer and let the saints be joyful;
For there is more to the earth itself than thought!
poem by Edward Kofi Louis
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Not Just Millions
In one song men sing of Millions, but, that number is actually Billions,
Those who grope in darkness today, not knowing God’s Truth or Way;
One-third of the earth’s population, doesn’t embrace God’s Salvation,
Along with those who haven’t heard, the saving Grace of God’s Word.
As believers stop, to think of this, multitudes today need our witness,
Of Eternal Truths entrusted to us, as we came to faith in Christ Jesus,
It is the only Truth that man knows, as all the spiritual darkness grows,
To grant all men that required light, to free them totally from the night.
Jesus Christ, is The Light of this world, the Only Truth we must herald,
For The Way, The Truth and The Life, is none other, than Jesus Christ,
As Christ alone paid sin’s full price, as The Father’s Atoning Sacrifice,
And He alone, as God’s Only Son, came unto this earth for everyone.
There’s no reason for any to grope, in the darkness, with God’s Hope,
The only Hope for all mankind, who came to save the spiritually blind,
Today it remains our Lord’s desire, that passion burns in us like a fire,
To motivate us to reach all the lost, with God’s message of the Cross.
So today, we must never be silent, as the people who Christ has sent,
Into the present world of darkness, flooded with man’s hopelessness,
To offer God’s Hope and new sight, which leads men to Eternal Light,
Bringing Billions to Salvation’s Door, to a life with Christ forevermore.
(Copyright ©08/2009)
Believing Not
Looking at earth and all involved, there are mysteries to be solved,
From below the sea up to the sky, yet many have embraced the lie,
There is no God, all has evolved, and so their hearts have resolved,
To believe not Truth, but Satan’s Lie, and so they shall eternally die.
Into this world, filled with strife, God came to give all men New Life,
Through The One, Who created all, things on earth, large and small,
But, with man’s darkness, oh so rife, man has rejected Jesus Christ,
Who came to save us from the fall, but, they refused our Lord’s call.
Today many souls truly believe, many lies that Satan does conceive,
When through deception Satan blinds, unbelieving hearts and minds,
So God’s Truth they won’t believe, so God’s Spirit they don’t receive,
Spiritually destroying many minds, by his dark deception of all kinds.
Those who believe there is no God, share that belief with an evil nod,
With hope to persuade other souls, to embrace theories full of holes,
To reject all they know of God, only to one day see Christ’s Iron Rod,
Filling all of Satan’s darker roles, and help deceive unbelieving souls.
Today, men will continue to oppose, The Lord above, who has chose,
Believers in Christ, like you and me, to help those in this world to see,
The Light of Christ as darkness grows, in the hearts, that Satan chose,
Until all Believers step into Eternity, by The Hope we found at Calvary.
(Copyright ©09/2010)
Bury My Soul
if i died today
it would take my pain away
no more in the way
with no more to say
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
take my mind away from the misery
take my heart away from the mystery
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i looked into your eyes
and i saw all the lies
my hate is now my fate
the more i try
the more i die
the more i die inside
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
i left to rest my soul
i buried my heart in the dark hole
turn the page
begin the new chapter
i surrender
i surrender my soul
so bury my soul
losing control
losing my hold
bury my soul
lost control
lost a hold
so bury my soul
bury my soul
bury my soul
poem by Bobby Butterfield
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Sonnet: The Wheel of Life
The Wheel of Life has Time placed in its hub,
Rotating from joyful state to sorrow;
Learns man to live with hope for the morrow,
Happy today that he can get his grub.
The Wheel of Fate turns at its own queer speed,
Yet, man can alter it using his skill;
Joys and sorrows sequentially fill;
Life on earth seems worthless to some indeed.
But any wheel will turn again, again;
And every state of life will have its end;
This life on earth can be a boon or bane,
Which on the person only will depend.
You turn the Wheel of Life at your own Will,
And much better with Almighty’s help, still.
poem by John Celes
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