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In God's Horizon

it is in God's horizon that all are equal, regardless, of faith, sex, religion, race, even in our decision of where to end our lives our belief, has always been there to reminds the, thirsts of our soul, to a dream of dreams and a hope against hope, that this journey is worth to
live by

the immortal of soul is the only key we hold,   to reach what is life everlasting, what we are today is not what we will bring us in life after death, it is our heart, our faith, our being one, our genuineness of belief, that would leads us to the beginning of life

the trust in our soul, woven with forgiveness, weaken God's wrath, that the harmony of a sinner and the giver of life, all things will be judged accordingly, in God's mercy, witness by our very own soul, when time has come to an end, death is certain and life final direction is on the horizon, be sure that in the moment of silence, whisper your soul that, in your heart

..... ' your happy in the company of angels singing hymn of praise with God of which you know Him '... in your soul and want to live through out Eternity.... in God's Horizon

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Park 'n go

as life lives in a part of profane world, the immortality of
soul, struggle the sting of death, in a boundless, limit of
earthly pleasure

like a crystal dropp of sweat, drain in every veins that
gives, each strength the mighty force to carry the weight
beyond its loads of flesh to reach where the soul sprouted
like Lilies of joy in my immortality of soul

life as we take is but, a journey of happiness, waiting where
the final destination it brings, for every life experienced lives
a memory to hold until, life comes to an end, of where it is just
a park and go as it would tell

make each moment to remember, for anything it would bring
is the one that the heart will live, until in heaven it depart, let
the wisdom of time comes, to see the dawning days that
my soul leaves my human body, for thy eternity cloth me, the
day of immortality where a continuous life of an endless free

all will come to witness, that everything in heaven and on earth
will come to an end, for the endless beginning, is the perfection
of creation that, the supreme Lord of the universe, reveals the
completeness light of eternity

as mankind, come and go, park 'n go, the universe has just leads
us to the right direction of where, the path of salvation await our
soul to live.... a final destination with God

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The morning comes late

all i give is to what is life, all i take is for you, all i made is to make
what you are today, all is just a vanity like smoke that fade in a blink
of an eye

as the night passes the day, all are counted merit for you, all is
given credit what you have done, the pain, the agony, the victory,
the joy are all for you

the happiness you offer to the world, is but a essence of what you
are in this creation, be apart for in every part you made, it might
be the last moment of your stay

it is in this victory that you are call, it is in this happiness that you
have to serve, it is in this life that you exist to procreate, the given
task, only in you, knows that you are in a journey of this life

in every morning, if the sun stand, anchor in your bed and you
feel that you are fine, let your heart tells and be not wary, for the
you are in a journey of no turning back

time is but a moment of an endless journey, a blink of where soul
stand still, of no where to define, just an aura of nothing happen,
only the past will tell, of who you are in every beginning

let your soul move on, of where to floats, angel from different
direction will blew your heart to a place where, you never forget
and you will remember, that once upon a time, your immortal
soul belong and have live this majestic state

just wait, you will be honored and respected according to what
you gain, it is just a passing scene in your heart witness only by
your soul the everything you have made in you life

may you wake up in good faith and live this life to be continued
to life everlasting, have a nice and beautiful morning

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The citizens of Heaven

everything has its final resting place, a place where no other man
promise, a home of many races, an atmosphere that everyone,
is safe, where beauty resides in every hearts that believe,
what wonders the universe display, of no day and night
would see, only the light above shine in the altar of
God, in thy soul, feel of the glory reveals

be happy those who are in sorrow, be strong those who lost hope
the Lord thy God give you strength, be thankful, who are in
beds, for your illness live no more, be joyful, who gained
depression, your day is blessed with sound mind,
all has already redeem in thy precious blood by
of the son of man, Jesus of Nazareth

the Kingdom of God, is for all, creeds, race, faith, needs not to pay,
religions, beliefs, dogmas, are just only a way, to reach the
kingdom, for its for free, so why should say, that the
heaven is only for few, when the truth its for
anybody who are the citizen in thee

live life to its fullness, live according to the commandments of God, the
Torah, the Quran, the Bible, the Bhagavad-Gita is the way
to the perfection we want, the light that leads to the
heavenly Father, the end of the beginning of
our existence

the gate is for all, open so wide, that everybody can join, it is not
close, to the sinner nor dead end to people who take
revenge because of faith, it sees no short coming,
and welcome, anyone those hearts is pure to
to accept God is the everything of thy
soul

let your soul surrender, to the One, the giver of life, the only God of
the universe, the Yahweh, the Allah, the Divine Lord Krishna
and the Christ, let every immortal being be true, to its
calling of honesty, to every brethren who joint in our
heart, a trust that is call to remember each
faith that their is a kingdom awaits each
and everyone in the Father's vineyard

may the gate of the eternal life be in our hearts, may the trust of the
Almighty Father, lives in our immortal soul, and our lips
proclaim the glory of God, till eternity

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I Believe In You.... Dear

life is full of meaning that only you and i can tell
everything we share and take, is just but a memories
to remember, that we have partake, the pain and joy is
an experienced of life, a thing to ponder, that we live
is not a journey of lossing oneself but a giving of the best
in you, in giving we learn to live again

life has no contenment it is in our heart that makes it
satisfying to live, for in dying oneself we learn that giving is
something most value of what our soul cherish, our heart desire
to live of what is love, but only in giving that we die

life desire the best to live, for in you, i learn to die, a painful life
encounter of my soul, it is in giving of what is dying that the
meaning of existence is dying the most value in you

your not an angel that i forsake, not even God whom i adore,
nor the master of myself that i respect, or a designer of my
destiny, yet your the wisdom of time that makes me what i am

life that i live with you, is but a searcher of who iam in you, in the
universe, in the moment of time where i exist, your something
that my soul can't resist......
a light that transcent beyond my sight
a sky that i can reach and touch
a horizon of rays that only i can feel
a beauty that flows within my soul
a wisdom that only you can whisper in my heart
a voice of en endless time that tells me that i am not alone

life we take in our journey to the beyond time, is wonderful, and the
answer of fate we meet is a beginning of our unending committment
to live where it ends

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To be born again

every beginning is a choice, a choice that ends, where
everything is finish, it is a change of the decision, to accept
all what blinds to your doubt

a stand point of what you believed, that all rest in your faith,
and this would brings your unseen words to grasp the
meaning of what is not sure, but real in truth

to be born again, lives many torn harvested in every hearts
and soul that bleeds for joy, to fancy expression of people
to be seen, very revealing to breath, that life is freezing out to
be blew its melted incense in every one's decision to believe,
the oneness of God in our resisting soul

the passion that never be stopped, the silence that blink only
when it cried, to the mocking of the immortality of the soul, the
flesh that linger, to leave when time gives up, well it be the hope
that tells the day is today

to be washed in the ocean of forgiveness, cleansing the
memories of uncertainty of fate, and ready to surrender, to the
everlasting life awaits, emerging beauty that gives today after
tomorrow, the assurance of eternity

in the fountain of truth, lives every memories to lean on the echo
of our soul, coming to close the chapter, that life we live takes
a another steps to be born again, just to die....and live again

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Cogito Ergo Sum

holiness is the source of our energy it is a manifestation of God's sacredness of our soul,   as it is an innate aura, engulf the immortality of the soul, for the path of eternity is illuminated its sanctity of holiness

as great Jesuits theologians manifest that the way to perfection of the soul is through faith, a humble hearts is a spirit that believe the mercy of the Father, the omniscience and the omnipotent in all creation, for God is.
......... the provider and the source of life
..........that God's creation is for the fulfillment of existence.
..........the alpha and the omega of everything that exist.
..........that dominion is through out the whole universe

a wonderful fulfillment that God has given us the free will to decide, where our soul take it rest, it is a freedom of choice, of every step, we make, of where it take and end

as the great Dominicans theologian belief and stand that all we have seen and live is only part of a beautiful creation of God, perfected by His mighty architect hands, the wisdom that encompasses beyond extraterrestrial universe, as it lay down the master plan of His creation, for we have witness the loving Father of life..
.........the only loving Father, and the giver of life
.........that His kingdom awaits for our salvation..
.........the eternity is for us to live.
.........that all soul are part of His grand master plan

our faith  brings us to the realm of God's wisdom, an eyes that close, leads us to see the truth of creation and the salvation we ride, our
faith is the key, to reach its destination, be aware that holiness is the door for  we had already the key to perfection of our souls, the acceptance of free destination, brings us to His kingdom

great theologians have witness and lighted our salvation to the right  path, the will of the father and as God destined us to go is not where our soul want to go, but rather the purity of our hearts will bring us to our faith that save our soul...... a final destination is the eternity we
have to reach... the Father who awaits us in His paradise

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Eucharist

the last and perfect celebration of mankind
center in the breaking of bread; bless and thank
by Christ in the eve of his death

it is the ultimate and the final vow of self giving
of what the wisdom of salvation mean to man,
the gift of servitude is just a beginning to the
Calvary of life

the death that He freely accepted from the
Father's hand, a sacrifice of what meant to
share what you have in life, a will being of every
things of He who is bound to give of what all that
has given

a mighty of self-giving, a sacrificial lamb comes to
reveal thy heaven's home, a receptacle of all sin
whose blood will hold on the angry God, pacify by
His own blood and nail in the most brutal death in
human race

what wonder that He gives, when life flows in the
wounded chest, flows as it goes in the soil where
it rest, even the heaven's dark clouds witness the
lamb that give, wondered by million of angels
in the paradise it cease

the cross comes to gives us the true God, whose
father sudden the only begotten Son of God, it was
the moment that last through out eternity

Christ come in witness to the Father's love, a
love that beyond death, He lives with him for thy
Father everlasting love transcends beyond death,
through his death

as the Eucharist passion our hearts, the unity of the
Holy Spirit guide us to thy everlasting soul, it is by
taking Christ in the Eucharist He lives in us, leave
nothing to believe of what is taken, but live what is to
believe that Christ gives the life that afraid no death
and leads us to the Father in heaven

let our soul be lifted high to the most heavenly Father
and brings us to life Everlasting

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Our rusted key

a soul that leaves legacy, builds for eternity, such
savory of dreams come once in a life time, a place
in our hearts, that unite the human bane of every
soul

it well be forever, the thirst of the sweet bladed sword,
to learn the ancient path, where thousands of prayer
and sacrifice to reach and to end, each journey to the
kingdom of the most high

as it rust, it shine its golden armor of faith, that shield the
agony of souls, never it is wasted nor gain, for in every
faith of our spirit brings every pieces in God's altar of
forgiveness

what makes it pure, when each heart gives its pollen
drops of crystal tears in God's stain of mercy, that in
every breath brings the coated soul of openness, to
receive his passionate love forever in our soul

a revealing God that, even in the deepest flame of fire,
he still with us, it will be the moment that God will never
leaves his promise of perfection of our soul, a time that
witness, that our God is a God forever

be rusted in faith, for in every exposure of your lives, it
breath goodness to our precious soul, and be a legacy
of every brethren of brethrens, that the key to reach our
destiny is to be taken freely in the face of the earth

rush yourselves, in the air that mold you, rust ourselves
to the breath that guide us, let our heart kindling our eternity
to the glory of God

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From Hopelessness to Hope By: Cay Thorne

Some people have a lot of hope
Some have a little hope in their lives
Some have just a good moment of hope to live on
Some just don’t believe in hope

In war there is hope
Hope for peace and love between everyone
Peace for all weapons of man to be destroyed
Which starts wars and hatred

Hope equals opportunities
Opportunities that starts with courage
Courage that begins with self esteem
Self esteem that begins with confidence

Confidence in self begins with hope
Hope begins with self love
Love begins with self confidence
Self confidence that begins with kindness

Kindness is a key to love
Love is hope within your life
Life without love is hopeless
No matter the size or quality
Of love given and received

Life with self doubt
Is an unhealthy life
A life full of hopelessness
A hopelessness that can destroy

A disaster that can end a perfect strong life
Full of love faith and hope
A life which isn’t full of demons and fears
Demons and fears that eat;
That eats at your very soul
Like an inoperable cancer

A soul which can be purer;
Purer by faith and love
That leads to self confidence

Within which leads to high self esteem
A self esteem that equals God’s
God’s never ending faith and love for you

God’s belief in you is worthy;
Worthy of total happiness and love
Happiness which destroys hatred
Hatred that can cause self destruction

Destruction on all levels of self
Only way to conquer self destruction
Is by having love, peace and faith in yourself

Faith in your self to change no matter the size
Peace to guard you through hard times
Love is a beacon of God’s belief and trust in you
Kindness that destroys all self-hopelessness.

A hopeless world can cause war
War causes death of self belief within yourself

The only way to cure
This unwanted monster
On hopelessness is yourself
Is to believe in love, faith and peace
And in a major thing within God
Which we find peace, faith, love and hope
For all mankind, animals and everything on Earth

Hope from God kills hopelessness
Its up to us with God’s help
To destroy our own hopelessness
In every single aspect of ourselves.

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The voice of the Poor

when everything looses its taste and vengeance cloth the
agony of the heart, the gnashing of teeth birth the beginning
of hatred, and the sting of death lives with thy soul, through
out generation to come

every faith challenge the discernment of the heart, living behind
the tears of the innocent, that calls the coolness of a stumble
heart, sprouted like an incense fume, chanting the bravery of
fear

as the eyes sees the suffering of the soul, the venue settled
down an avenue of loosing one's life, an experience of thy heart
that lives beyond man's personal conviction to die, even death
is not an option just to rise an honor to what faith calls

as the ladder of pain hurts the shadow of death, the will to live
is beyond compare, to shed blood, is what it is call, living
through dying is the only wisdom to live in harmony to every
man's faith

life is a call, to gain the fame of living is to give what is best in
life, it is in a small thing you give that, life brings us to see
and find the meaning of what is life...... a call to live

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Please take another vow dear

i have given all your need, i have shared what i have in my life
i prostate myself and swear to God and men to love you tell
beyond death, it is a promise. a covenant. a vow that leads
my life to complete my direction of destiny

giving is just a thing to forget, sharing is but a thing to be taken
loving is something that unite our hearts, it is ochastrated in
our soul, beyond a sounding joy of enchantment in heaven

a threshold to remember, and never be to be closed, a memory of
thy soul that life we taste is abode of expactacular miracle beauty,
a lingering happiness, where an endless joy stay

rejoice my dear, all makes the best for everything, a mirror of what
is life should be, a beginning that always wait for a happy ending,
where all has to continue life in an transcendental process of living
our own life

happiness conquer death, its the beginning of an endless birth of
a new life, and pain is eminent to accept, for seeing with
nothing to feel, my soul leaves but the heart i give lives in your
heart

in your solitude, as you stay, please take another vow, for only you
felt the vacuum cause by my pain, let your heart be strong, and live
life to where you belong

as i go, remember that my heart is only for you, and make the best
to live life, for you and the vow you say ' I do', i may be gone but i
live in your memory that their is only someone that.....loves.......
you most

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Haloes angels without wings

as man transform in its unique formation, the soul illuminate
his spirit creating a halo of sanctity of wings in his humanoid
form

our navel, made us to believe that man, is created out of nothing
but, a breath that ends and begins our life to see and witness, the
living God

thus making, every human being different from other, forms of
living organism, in this changing world, a purpose that ends, to
a simple dust of where it started

in every action of touch we made, gives us the credits of thanking
the source of who's the giver of everything, the sole and the
heart that exist, before the concept of existence comes to being

let not your heart and eyes see, the halo of sacredness engulf your
self, be a philanthropist of heart and soul to our brethren, for the
wings of sanctity molded you towards life everlasting

in every season of your heart, giving and sharing is the paramount
of an endless eruption of denuding yourself for the kingdom of
God is at hand

every moment is a moment of passion to live, in the heart of every
man, regardless of creed and race, it is a faith that satisfy not
only your soul, but to the whole universe

it is now the right time to hold on, and to fly on the wings of eternity,
the wings that you have made is the wings that leads you to the way
to reach your destination

let our heart, sober your achievement, let our wisdom surf with you
in your journey, for everything you do, lifted us to see, the haloes in
our hearts

'we too, are human, a great chance to be an angel without wings '

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Christianlty

reveals the great religion of Hope, the fountain of faith,
rising from the ghetto of the reveling grip of death; hurt
yet not dismay for the indulge grace conquer the sting
and Fangs of burning flesh, you may

yell! purifying soul, the heaven’s gate calls for you,
recall the day of nothing but faith you show, not off the
unpleasing does and not done, that sway the Lord thy God
in your heart, the soul regret

raise immortal grace, cover and hold the teary soul in the
cherish words of the lasting flame awaits, the burden yoke
breaks the weight that load each day to the path of eternal
flame of thy breaking soul, the line of destiny’s fall

may the falling sweat tears turn to sweeten home of melodic
songs of victory vested, through out eternity of a wonderful
sky of heaven best; the gorgeous moment that leads to the
promise dawn of a beautiful morning of each passing days.
do the knees that prayed

rejoice the dear Lord, the Christ, the anointed, the King of
Kings, the beginning of salvation and the hope of immortal
destiny of thy soul, have come and live with us, until breathe
comes no more in the fading shore of hope

let be every soul walk with Faith in Jesus Christ thy God ….

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A genuine Heart enkindle a sacred tears

our eyes, value the essence of forgiveness, the glittering
tears flown like crystal jade lives in our hearts, is a birth
mark of the soul

leave not my heart where my soul begins the journey that
brings my spirit to a wonderful day of my life

a forgiveness shared with the sacredness of my tears comes
from the inner chamber of my heart, will always be in your
soul, that mold you to understand, the meaning of passion

though everything is changing to believe, but a reason to
accept that something is of everything to know that, all is just
a learning process, that every one has to experience this
painful episode

a miles away to reach my destination, but a steps to reach your
heart, the value of tears in my heart, live to begin the worth of
your life in my blameless soul, please take it for its only one,
only for you

my heart has made, the rainbow to remember, the rain that
flows in the turmoil of river, stream out to the ocean of mercy,
you have been there knowing my path to reach my ideal of
what is meant to live with you

what matter most is the tears that i offer, letting you to feel, that
every drops of sacred tears in my heart is a stairway to achieve
my forgiveness and the steps, i make is only.....only for..... you,
my darling

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Limelight Sight

off
the beginning of the end
the eyes will close
and the memory will linger on the
body language
of the soul,
the destiny is near and the end
of every beginning will start;
until the night comes closer to the curtain
of each wishing soul, eager to join the
parade of the whole
clouds that gallops the entire body
where silent will finds
the ears that
wait and easy to say amen

come reach the
highway of change and step beyond
where today is forever true
of the soul; rebuild the unending search
and stay with whom
your faith rise to find the lasting home
of eternity,
thou death comes prior
to what belief gives

take the whole
of what it brings to the soul, for nothing
than a simple offering
of incense perfume brings genuine
heart that gives
Life

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Music Thy Innerself Reveals

music is the language of the soul,
a rhythm that beats, a meaning that
pitch

it becomes the window of the soul,
a destiny beyond the horizon of
every man's heart

every lyric fulfills every one's soul,
that there is a moment of our life
beneath every breath is a choice
of music to sing

that every life has its own tune,
produces different pitch that when all
is played it gives harmony of meaning

that only you can give the meaning
in every note you sing, that harmonizes
the decrescendo and crescendo in
each line

as it faces the final high pitch, that only
you can reach the melody
the song that you want to listen
as it pleases in your heart

sing every note that you can do,
take always the beautiful pitch that you can
reach, never give up, for only
in singing that music
lives in you

music in you, now its you

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Window of the World

oh! dear heart, listen to the whisper of the angels,
as they’re calling the infinite shadow of
creation; leading to the horizon of golden path
of a new beginning of peace

oh! beautiful morning of the dawning gladness
of awakening heart, blow the wonderful tiding of a
joyous moment of the universe; return the glory
of the past and hold on the beginning of the
blooming smell of the fragrance of the everlasting
Daffodils in bosom soul, the siege has come to
touch the glory of each lasting sweet tomorrow, the
calmness of soul that stay of what is today

oh! whisper my coldness, the coolant of each
dream of remembering chores of a lasting journey
and my dear heart rejoice in the paradise I hope
gladly flourish and grow, until flesh dust to the grave
relief; come and lead the sided belief of my pleasant
eyes, where a pleasant passion of great desire of
creator laid its precious hand, of seldom my faith has
command

oh! great being I always pray, thank you for the
world of thy wisdom had come to show your powerful
hand, as wondrous deeds draws a valuable return of
what the best man can offer in your kingdom to come

oh! master piece of our soul, settle in this wonderful
and passionate world you’ve made, touch every ways
and lead it free for thy heart will obey, till the willing
heart will come for Thee …..

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A beggar of mercy

whose is my brother? many times in our lives ask,
the lucid meaning of brotherhood, though in our
hearts, the creator had already implanted us, the
truth of what it mean to be in one race

as candle burn out of a spark, there it goes that it
inflame the wax that gives its light, like a prolong
prayer, that calls, the infinite mercy of the giver of
life to hear the solitude of supplication

our prayer always, tells the meaning of our lives,
every rhyme and rhythm harmonize the songs, verses
become the spirit, that moves us to our unending
journey, a journey where we belong

we are the part and parcel of everything of what is
life, anything happen to each part we are the solution,
yet, the systemic process is not the solution of the
effect, rather we need to use the time, that is shared
to us, an element that can be used to hold on

for in every life that is lost, we loss, a sign that our
belongingness is loose to know more of ourselves, we
have to remember always that everyday is a final day to
recon the beauty of our soul

life we live is an episode to share our soul, a trust we
build, bringing the kingdom of God, on earth from
heaven, for in every twist of our goodness, we save
one precious soul, worthy to receive the salvation
offered by the giver of life..... be a beggar of mercy....
pray

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Mujahedeens

the sacred warrior, who possess the faith of ALLAH,
the ultimate of life saving power of the giver of
of life and the destroyer of who leave pain to the
people of the point

inflect no suffering to my chosen love one, my
heart hear their agony and my soul tremble with anger,
I the Lord leave no mercy to all that linger; sweat and
wound to my precious blood

live your soul to the paradise i offer and i have
prepared for you, your pure obedient move my infinite
love to hold you forever in my kingdom; inherent thy
wisdom of the moment, as the lay of the crown, glitter
it’s crystal clear, as whiter no mankind have ever seen
and the rainbow vow down to the rays of the sun, my
everlasting promise of forever paradise be with you
through out eternity

live the call, and leave no lust of death in your
soul, for the power and the strength leads you the way
to the perfection of your destiny, ample all the honesty
of each giving of self, and fear no one, but I the Lord
God has guide you in your path to the heaven with the
entire angel lifts you up to the foot of the paradise
forever

humble your heart and the blooming flower of soul in
the paradise awaits your coming, be strong and full out
your mercy to the brethren, who suffer glory in my
everlasting dominion, possess the obedient to my
Commandment and leads your blood to hold the
kingdom i prepare for you and your love one with me

be counted in the paradise i made and believe that i
will wait you in the kingdom forever as, i will love you
till time comes no more

' my salute and prayer to the martyr Mujahedeens
of this 21th century....... a poem dedicated to our
dear brothers and sisters of Islam who share and
give their lives '

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A Song For The Journey

A SONG FOR THE JOURNEY
Sometimes you may sing in your heart
or have song running through your head
but there’s always singing’s in your soul
and it’s on this song’s journey you’ll be led.
Towards a distant point, as yet unclear
your singing soul will lead you on
to find that place of understanding
with all your preconceptions gone.
Yet we sometimes meet more questions
Hard, hash decisions we must make
So the Soul song leads you onwards
along the pathway you must take.
The road can be both rough and smooth
its horizon hidden from your view
But the power within the singing
gives you strength to see it through.
With every step upon the road
the soul song keeps its tune and beat
and from its verses courage comes
to face the challenges you meet.
For some the song is understood
they come to recognise the voice
and in the facets of their lives
they use the song to make their choice
Some feel of the sound of singing
but don’t care, or know, where from
The song it doesn’t differentiate
into each soul it still sings on.
If we can listen to the message
and the true meaning in the song
Our footfall becomes much gentler
down the paths we walk along.
It’s the soundtrack of the life we lead
of the choices in life we make
The pragmatic or compassionate
a search for beauty, greed, or hate
Somewhere wthin the soul song
are great sacrifice and pain
and a promise ever present
of eternal peace and life again.
In the silence and the stillness
between all the bustle and the strife
listen carefully and you’ll recognise
the first and last love song of your life.

poem by Bill Mitton
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