God's Love Alone is Constant
The tallest statue's seen only from far;
The temple on a mountain appears small;
No use being a bigger star farther;
The human eyes want optimal-sized things.
A celebrity's status also wanes;
A leader cannot rule a nation long;
Trends, fashions, wishes, desires also change;
Nothing remains constant in life on earth.
The love within a family changes fast;
The needs of persons change with age and time;
You cannot hold a throng spell-bound for long;
There are limits for everything that's done.
Yet, divine love is one thing that doesn't wane;
God gives to all alike both sun and rain.
Just God is constant for eternity;
He is the only Master of all things!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 31-10-2012
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God Uses Change
Life will surely have ups and downs, in large cities and small towns,
No one anywhere is sheltered from, changes in life when they come.
It is said when on the mountain top, be mindful that you could drop,
Back down into that valley low, at a time when you won’t even know.
Change may not be pleasant friend, but with change there is no end,
What may be unpleasant to some, can reverse with change to come,
When what is up does come down, that fixed smile turns to a frown,
This when we pin our emotions to, the changes seen by me and you.
Through all changes that are seen, there is a joy which we can glean,
This when we see the One above, those changes that are spoken of,
Joy, which fits hearts like a glove, all provided by our God with love,
Who in all times remains the same, God above Who doesn’t change.
Life’s changes experienced by all, are of a plan that’s far from small,
It’s God’s plan with a sure destiny, with the final place being Eternity.
All these changes are used by God, as a mental and a spiritual prod,
Moving men’s hearts to the place, so they accept unchanging Grace.
God desires one change for all, to change the destiny of one’s soul,
To make all souls Heaven bound, where constant change isn’t found,
That is after one more change to come, for all who know God’s Son,
As the rapture changes all in the Lord, for they shall live forevermore.
(Copyright ©09/2009)
Sonnet: The Futility of Man’s Labors
The ‘why’ of many things is still unknown;
The ‘how’ of certain things, puzzle remains;
The ‘where’ of many things is lesser known;
The ‘when’ of certain things, waxes and wanes.
Most earthly matters are not lucid still;
Most divine things are known not in the least;
Most human achievements are by the ‘will’;
Most natural phenomena aren’t yet pieced.
Sojourn of man on earth has done nothing;
Life-span of man is too short to achieve;
It matters not whether pauper or king;
The man of wisdom does in God believe.
The greatest feats of man on earth are naught;
Compared to Nature, man’s work is a dot!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-13-2008
poem by John Celes
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The Course of Life, Time, And Events and The Process of Change
Time or fate may separate friends, lovers,
But friendship or love that's true will ever
Thenceforth continue to live forever,
True love conquers the odd with its power.
As time passes by, things change with the time,
Every moment, hour, day, month, and year,
All things have their turn to change with the time,
Life, time, and events change with the years.
Everyone, everything, have a time and day,
A time to change, end, begin a new day,
Change is life, the course of life everyday,
All things change, and we change with them all days.
Only the Eternal one is constant,
All things in the universe, inconstant,
But despite it all, love is important,
The world may change, but true love is constant.
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Wise Advice
If persons do not want to change for good,
Advise them if you can, sometimes;
If persons are recalcitrant in mood,
Try advising them in some better climes!
If persons do not listen or pay heed,
Ignore their misdemeanor, if you can;
If persons appear to be ‘blind’ indeed,
Just watch them from a farther distance, man.
If persons are too adamant to change,
Leave them to change the hard way, if they must;
If persons are in ‘impossible’ range,
Leave them to God or let them bite the dust!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-8-2010
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‘Live and Let Live! ’
‘Live and let live’ – all just say;
But, do the opposite things everyday;
‘Live and let live ‘– is the one and only way,
By which all can live happily today.
This earth is one and human race is one;
Same problems confront all under the sun;
There are so many things that stay undone;
‘Few things are wrought by money or by gun! ’
The division of lands is just Nature’s;
The air we breathe belongs to all creatures;
It cannot be confined to borders made;
When rain is brought by God, all borders fade.
No nation or its peoples have all things;
This world belongs to paupers and too, kings;
Umpteen problems to all, a lifetime brings;
The sky is same for ‘winged’ and without wings!
Why fight o’er borders that are inconstant?
Why spend so lavishly on nuclear arms?
Why try to make the poorer people slaves?
Why aim for overly-produce from farms?
The basic needs of human race are same;
Denying them to brethren is a shame;
Let love and brotherhood remain our aim;
‘To dust we go because from dust we came! ’
A few rich persons hold most earth’s treasures;
Whatev’r we give, we’ll get in like measures;
There are limits for all earthly pleasures;
The love of God on earth made all creatures!
Let rules be such that all can follow them;
Let life be treated sacred everywhere;
Let kindness fill the hearts of world’s leaders;
‘No war can bring a lasting peace on earth.’
‘Live and let live’ –the best thing all can do;
Let love and not fear, all citizens woo;
Our span of life on earth is short and true;
Our love to God and man, let’s all renew!
The earth can be a paradise as well;
Our faulty deeds keep earth almost like hell;
Our destiny is same – history does tell;
Why human toil should be our own death-knell?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-9-2008
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Sonnet: Don’t You Worry
Some things may happen unexpectedly;
No need to fret or fume or feel depressed;
All things do happen for our good only;
Let’s hope that life makes feel less repressed.
We should not change in ways the world expects;
We must not change if principles are lost;
We can adjust to things if world respects;
For everything, there is a risk and cost!
Don’t you worry as God decides all things;
Just take the things as they come up to you;
None can predict the time and things, life brings;
Life brings problems and apt solutions too.
All things in life are transient, ev’n if long;
We have to do things right and not the wrong!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-26-2010
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Change in Me
Why I need change?
for better or for the worst?
Any choices to change or not?
I need change when
There is an opportunity to grow and mature
Things being done the wrong way
Dealing with a world of change
I rediscover change
Change is the law of life
Those who look only
to the past or the present
Are certain to miss the future
I may change anything I want or don't want
But I can't change everything I want
My dilemma is
I hate change and
love it at the same time
Best of all
What I want is
For things to remain the same
but get better.
Lastly,
I need strong courage to change,
To master change;
Be the master of change.
Always I want change,
To get where I want to be,
Be the change I want to have.
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Sonnet: Life is full of Surprises
Some things in life remain an utter flop!
My plans to make my life secure did fail;
I thought I’ll run but I could only hop!
My mind and body couldn’t stay hearty, hale.
The things I thought were precious-most were not;
Some ignored things were worth their weight in gold;
The mountain fizzled out and turned a dot;
The innocence of youth was gone when old.
The things that God bestowed on me were great;
Although delayed, they stood stead-fast with time;
I learnt that I could always change my fate;
Sometimes, a dollar got dwarfed by a dime!
Life’s problems pernicious get solved so fast;
The ways of God are strange but truly last.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 11-27-2005
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Rededication to God
Show me O God, the things I ought to do;
’Tis better that I act as per your wish;
My desires of life could anger you;
For, man by birth remains sinful/ selfish.
You only know what for you’d made me, God;
Let me perform the roles you assign me;
Success or failure needs your divine nod;
With duty done, I see Eternity.
Restrain me Lord from doing sinful deeds;
My time is short and keeping soul pure, tough;
From birth, you cater to my earthly needs;
Just help me Lord when weather turns too rough.
My life, I surrender to you, most High;
Your Will’s my goal on earth until I die!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-2-2006
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Sonnet: Today’s World 2011
The family size is small; relatives scant;
The world though huge is looking rather small!
There is no end to human needs and want!
Blame man for his misdeeds and evils all.
Man takes great risks in useless things, mundane;
He finds scarce time to think about his soul;
He is engrossed in wealth that isn’t divine;
Man’s unaware of his ultimate goal.
Most precious time and health go all awaste;
Man is aware that worldly things can’t last;
Sans conscience, with science, man lives in haste!
Yet, he won’t learn from blunders, faults of past.
‘HighTech’ has made man’s heart very selfish.
Man has forgotten Maker’s love and wish!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 05-11-11
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Ensuing Independence Day Celebrations of 2012, in India
Freedom we have got but free we are not!
Let's think about how freedom-fighters fought;
Let's do our duty well and change our lot;
By unity, selflessness, things are wrought!
In life, our struggles continue for long;
And woeful always seems our earthly song;
With time, we do lesser right things than wrong;
Elusive stays the D-day and its gong!
A billion-strong democracy looks sad!
With time, our problems multiply and add;
Our rosy future suddenly turns bad;
We yearn for days when we were lass and lad!
What ails this newer generation, say?
The youth and adults want to have their way;
Impulsively, they do things, come what may!
For pelf and lucre just, they slog all day!
But do they know their virtues have turned scarce!
Even for proper rest, they do not pause;
Their promises, resolve have become farce!
Their selfishness appears to be root cause!
They don't obey their elders anymore;
They don't believe in wisdom to the core;
They will not heed to history and folk-lore;
They wait for chance to knock upon their door!
Respect for elders is a bygone thing;
They frown upon advice from an earthling;
They dream of bliss and joyfully, they sing;
They cannot accept woes that life may bring!
Their love of fellowmen has vanished fast;
A content family is thing of past!
To burn the midnight oil, they look aghast!
To them, the modern world is small, not vast!
People today don't look into own hearts;
They think that crafts can turn with ease to arts!
They look at brother with arrows and darts;
Their narrow-mindedness become like warts!
Who cares about the problems faced by poor?
Who shares their excess with others in need?
Who dares to fight for cause of the unborn child?
Who airs his views supporting justice, truth?
A corrupt nation cannot success taste!
Many a thing aplenty goes to waste;
Adultery can't make a nation chaste;
Wars shouldn't begin with pride and undue haste!
All lives are priceless, indispensable;
Strong wills alone make people capable;
Immorality can't turn men stable;
All risks taken must be practicable!
Let youngsters emulate their elders' feats;
Let courage goad them on despite defeats;
Let youth march on without hasty retreats;
Let sacrifice be prime and take front seats!
A nation poor is treading on new ground;
Through love and integrity, it is bound;
Rich culture, godliness are always found;
God makes the mountain seem akin a mound!
‘Victory to Indians; Glory to the Indian nation! '
Speech intended by Dean Dr. A. Celestine Raj Manohar MD
at IRT PMC & H, RTS & SoN, Perundurai
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-8-2012
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Winds of Change Will Blow Some Day
Nothing will stay forev’r the same:
Sky, earth, land, sea, vale, mountain, air;
The honest souls, why should all blame?
Let things happen, why should we care?
The sky will change and come will rain;
The soil with seed will sprout again;
A plant will grow quite speedily;
A mighty tree will stand truly!
With roots so deep, good fruits to reap;
And branches stout and strong will peep; .
And it will live a hundred years,
And lauded be, much more than peers.
And give all shade, yet not be paid;
While birds build nest and gladly rest.
The world will say on its D-Day:
Oh, what a tree and go away!
Yeah, things are done by word of God
In heaven, earth by same one Lord;
The world today though unfair be,
Cannot stay so for long surely.
For, winds of change will blow some day,
And truth will have its final say;
And acknowledge will people all:
’Tis best to heed to Maker’s call.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-8-2001
poem by John Celes
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But A Mist
Our life on earth is but a mist, no matter how long that list,
Of those things in the past, of achievements we amassed,
Or those things we want to do, before time here is through,
For we are simply a vapor here, with that end drawing near.
Years of three score and ten, a time decreed for most men,
With good health, maybe more, no man can be totally sure,
Or one could have a shorter end, to the life they have friend,
Short or long, our life will be, a small blip in light of Eternity.
All the things that we’ve done, are fading like the setting sun,
Maybe, still a memory in our mind, but, they’ll be left behind,
The distant memories in our heart, many gone, as we depart,
From this earth and the past; a time for all that shall not last.
Of the present, we don’t know, how much we have yet to go,
Or what could change friend, to alter present time we spend,
Pursuing all wants and needs, uncertain where a future leads,
And death is as sure as birth, for all one day leave this earth.
All our lists, present or past, apart from God shall never last,
But all done for Christ shall be, transferred over into Eternity,
When life’s mist is over and done; in eternity with God’s Son,
Where these mists will endure, with Jesus Christ forevermore.
(Copyright ©02/2011)
The Love of Jesus
Love that can never change;
Love, for all men, supreme;
Love unsurpassable;
Love divine, paramount.
Love redeeming all souls;
Love forgiving all sins;
Love that can’t forsake men;
Love that put Him on cross.
Love most insatiable;
Love flowing from His heart;
Love spurting fountain-like;
Love boundless, incessant.
Love proclaiming God’s love;
Love humane yet divine;
Love eternal and free;
Love seeking sinners’ hearts.
Love unfathomable;
Love bleeding until death;
Love pleading for sinners;
Love born on earth as man!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-29-2008
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Think Less: Work More!
Don’t think of things you can’t well think about;
So many things our minds can’t ponder still;
The wise won’t waste their precious time in doubt;
Reveal in His own time most things, God will!
No one can delve in any field to depths;
God made each creature with a perfect touch;
According to our labor, yield results;
The human brain has limitations much.
There is no point in thinking endlessly;
Our time on earth is finite and too short;
Our duty must be done most selflessly;
Our days of life are leased by God, not bought!
So, spend your days most usefully, O man!
To change our destiny, only God can!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-8-2006
poem by John Celes
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Offerings to God
What shall I give my Maker – God,
Who formed me man, woman from clay,
And breathed life, precious into it,
To live my days on earth, all fit.
What shall I offer Almighty,
Whose special love for me, made me,
The clay vessel that’s filled to brim –
An instrument of His hand – Him!
How shall I then repay His love,
That made me human being with
A soul divine to understand
The Creator’s heart, full of love?
How can I give just gifts I got
As blessings from the Supreme One?
All things that I can offer Him
Seem silly and of less import!
There isn’t a priceless thing I have,
Except the talents, He gave me;
So, let me offer my labor,
And do my duty, God-centered.
O God of Heavens, sky and earth!
Give me the wisdom and patience
To serve You better all my life,
And join You in Eternity!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-19-2009
poem by John Celes
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Poetry Still is my Love, and Song is She,
Glowing heart-bright,
Shining golden-bronze,
So close to where we started,
So long since our beginnings.
That she still loves Is my greatest wonder,
That we hold fast is my constant joy.
Sorrows and giggles,
Hugs and pains we've shared.
Dreams and fears,
Gaiety and doldrums, too.
Still we look forward,
almost always forward, never straight ;)
Times change, and Places change,
Faiths change, and Faces change,
Minds change and Lives change.
'Le plus que ca change...'
But this is unchanging: Song is my Love, and Poetry is she.
rewritten 3/27/03
poem by Gabrielle Ciarann Roniyah Baer
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Sonnet: Excessive Love is Futile
To love something too much could turn out bad,
For time decides the loss of many things;
When separations make a person mad,
Both peace of mind and heart can take on wings!
Attachment in excess could boomerang;
A bereft state cannot be lived at all;
Possessiveness could work like poison-fang,
Triggering person's defeat and downfall!
Better not to develop attachment much;
All states of life are not so permanent;
Much closeness can offset the magic touch,
As many things in life can cause a dent!
Don't love a thing in ways it doesn't deserve;
Love God alone with heart and mind and serve!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 25-04-2012
poem by John Celes
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Sonnet: Senescence
All love to reach a ripe old age in life;
A long life-span is Maker’s gift to some;
Attaining hundred years is not so rife;
To most, a peaceful death is just welcome.
Old age gives time to think and pray to God;
Past memories of good and bad days flash;
Diseases, frailty are the only rod;
Some find it difficult to eat or wash.
Some lucky ones are hale and hearty still;
Their loving kith and kin, so often throng;
Some pray that they must never fall down ill;
Some spend their old age engrossed in some song.
Not all old-timers leave the world quite fast;
In somnolence profound, some breathe their last!
Dedicated to all old persons, who keep their cheer.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-11-2008
poem by John Celes
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Father’s Day,2010
This Father’s Day, I was so very sad,
For none had greeted me, ‘My dear dad! ’
Despite my sadness, I tried to be glad,
For I wasn’t after all, a father bad!
I wondered what had gone wrong with this world;
Why were my family members being cold?
Was it their love for earthly things and gold?
Was it because I was now pretty old?
My people do not talk to me often;
No one finds time to forget or soften;
Were souls immersed in vice and mortal sin?
Were devils ravaging mankind to win?
I pondered over this problem for long;
Perhaps, the world forgot what’s right or wrong;
May be, in life, all hear a plaintive song;
Then, something struck my inner head like gong!
The modern world was searching for true love;
All want it but will not give it for now;
Man’s selfishness makes him raise his eyebrow;
Christ loves us truly from heaven above!
A day to show one’s love was missed so fast;
Man tries to be wiser from his sad past;
No one has patience to answer when asked;
The holy cross can make things well at last!
But everyone must take a share of blame;
Love lost in homes is matter of great shame;
We have forgotten earthly life’s main aim;
Pure souls can go to God from whence they came!
It’s time we walked on heaven’s road on earth!
We cannot forget God who gives each breath;
God’s love made us in human form at birth;
Can we not share with neighbors divine mirth?
‘Happy Father’s Day! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 06-20-2010
poem by John Celes
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