Our Creator
Every atom,
Every molecule,
Every cell,
Every breath,
Every heart-beat,
Every part,
Every vessel,
Every sensation,
Every movement,
Every impulse,
Every stimulus,
Every thought,
Every cell-division,
Every second of life,
Every gene,
Everything man possesses
Came from the Maker,
By His infinite love,
And kindness,
And is under His loving care,
Watchful eyes,
Expert guidance,
And grace.
So, know this man and render thanks,
For His love and mercy, boundless,
Throughout your earthly stay!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-2-2007
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Sonnet: Repent
If you’re alive today, it is because
Of God’s infinite mercy upon you;
So, spend this grace-period for Maker’s cause;
Your duties better, you must try to do.
If you’re aren’t sick like how some others are,
God loves you still, expecting more from you;
So, look within your heart and mind and war
The devils’ trends and live a life that’s true.
If you are not in added strife, think well;
God wishes that you do a lot more good;
He wants you to avoid the Fire of Hell;
Amend your sinful life and take soul-food.
The wise man lives because of faith in God;
All evil souls await the Maker’s rod.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-15-2008
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Submission to God
This body doesn’t belong to me;
The life within isn’t either mine;
Both born were from Your love divine;
I have no right o’er them truly!
Your love and kindness amaze me;
Your care and fondness is perfect;
My senses can’t detect defect;
Your heart of love is great simply.
And, yet I keep complaining much;
My human love can’t match Yours, God;
I have become imperfect, Lord;
I need Your grace, forgivness-touch!
Heal me, O God, my soul and heart;
Let all my weaknesses depart;
Rejuvenate each body-part;
Let my spiritual journey restart!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 7-20-2010
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The Infinite Supreme Being Called God
God cares for every living creature made
By Him with love, so special and boundless;
His love for mankind will not ever fade;
But man so often slips into darkness.
Only a fool would swear there is no God!
The power of God is seen in Nature’s ways;
That harmony can come ‘per se’ looks odd;
No human being has ev’r seen God’s face!
God made all things by utterance of words;
He blew His breath into His creature, man;
He loved him dearly, more than herds or birds;
Man’s soul keeps thirsting for God in life’s span.
The Tempter causes rift ’tween God and man;
He knows that sin brings man closer to him;
God helps man to repent in ways He can;
But if he doesn’t, life turns more and more, grim!
God’s mercy, like His love is infinite;
Ungrateful man forgets this mystery;
God permits not suffering without limit;
But man wants transient earthly luxury!
The God of goodness wants man to be good;
Man cannot love God as much God loves him;
The Gardener wants a flower from each bud;
But buds can’t bloom in darkness or light dim!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 01-03-2010
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Sonnet: Spare Us Sinners, God…
Whatever sins, our ancestors had done,
God, spare our future generations, please:
From strife and death by famine, wars and sun;
Open your heart of kindness and give peace.
Whatever sins, our children try to do,
Despite our warning them not to; O Lord,
Forgive them and withhold your just rod too:
They know not how sins offend you, O God.
O God of mercy and infinite love,
Ignore our trespasses, bestow your grace;
Our sincere repentance, help us to prove;
From devils’ hands, protect the human race!
The world today is full of sin and vice;
Help us to avoid sin and be soul-wise.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-18-2008
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When We Die!
Not a nickel can we take back, when we die!
All earthly things, we leave here upon earth;
All treasures must sometime uselessly lie;
Ephemeral’s the world in which we live!
Not an extra hour can we live, our way;
The Maker knows that moment when each leaves;
And death will snatch us stealthily one day;
The strongest monument will soon perish.
Our health will wane and fail us doubtlessly;
All pain, diseases end some day on earth;
Our labor cannot go on endlessly;
We separate from kith, kin, friend or foe!
Our span of life is finite in its length;
Our earthly suffering must end some time;
A minute more, we can’t add by own strength;
The day shall come when we take our last breath!
Just all the good and bad deeds done, we take;
Our mortal sins could steer our soul to hell;
The Maker knows the genuine hearts from fake;
The Lord decides each soul's eternity!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-19-2007
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‘Happy Birthday, Mum!
Your ninety years’ of love
To children and all, prove
The mother great and wife,
That you had been all life!
You slogged all life
As mother, wife;
With dogged days rife,
Frequent strife!
Another Marian,
Now nonagenarian;
What wisdom fills your heart,
In things, you’ve done from start!
God bless you mother dear,
And help you better hear,
And keep you from all fear,
And any earthly tear!
‘Happy Birthday, Mum! (10-30-2007)
Avoid becoming glum.’
Lovingly dedicated to my dear mother
Mrs.Stella Antoniswami, CBE
By son Celestine, wife Mercy and
Grand-daughters Cathy ad Diana
Copyright by Dr John Celes 10-30-2007
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Life of a Saint
A life of piety and fortitude;
A life of sacrifice and prayer;
A life of suffering, self-denial and solitude;
A life without lucre and luxuries;
A life of frequent ‘commune with God’.
A life of divine intervention, guidance and protection;
A life that’s looked down by the world but blessed by God;
A life that’s wholly lived for God’s sake;
A life full of miracles that astound the world;
A life that causes miracles even after life;
A life that tells the world about God’s special love;
A life that draws more souls to Heaven.
A life that communes with God’s presence after death;
A life that reveals some corporeal stigma of sanctification;
A unique instrument in God’s hands, used in
A divine way;
A life of even martyrdom;
An exemplary and holy, earthly life;
A soul chosen by the grace of God;
A soul destined to enjoy eternal proximity to God!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-21-2007
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Sonnet: A Song to God
This life of mine, I owe to you my God;
The countless blessings I have had are yours;
Without your help, my life can’t go on, Lord;
Your infinite mercy makes me rejoice.
The world I see has gone into chaos;
The people know not what is good or wrong;
The devils roam the earth and cause our loss;
Oh, hear my pleas in heart-rending a song.
My life to you I surrender, dear God;
I need your grace to keep my soul most pure;
Please spare me from Eternal fiery rod;
Just say the word, my soul will get its cure.
O God, your heart’s a furnace of great love;
So guide me and protect me from above.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2006
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Sonnet: A Song to God!
This life of mine, I owe to you my God;
The countless blessings I have had are yours;
Without your help, my life can’t go on, Lord;
Your infinite mercy makes me rejoice.
The world I see has gone into chaos;
The people know not what is good or wrong;
The devils roam the earth and cause our loss;
Oh, hear my pleas in heart-rending a song.
My life to you I surrender, dear God;
I need your grace to keep my soul most pure;
Please spare me from Eternal fiery rod;
Just say the word, my soul will get its cure.
O God, your heart’s a furnace of great love;
So guide me and protect me from above.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-17-2006
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All Things Are Simply Possible, Just By God's Saving Grace!
I aimed to accomplish one thing,
But turned to be yet another;
I thought I was unfit in life,
But God brought me out of all strife.
All things are simply possible,
Just by God's saving grace!
I travelled by a road I chose;
It led me to an alien place;
I thought I had a blunder done;
God gave me timely rain and sun!
All things are simply possible,
Just by God's saving grace!
I felt awful and depressed oft,
And life had turned quite meaningless;
To God, I cried in despair, ‘Lord! '
My strength returned reading His Word!
All things are simply possible,
Just by God's saving grace!
I saw the modern world of man,
Afilled by sin and wickedness;
I felt like asking God, ‘But why? '
Hope filled my heart anew from sky!
All things are simply possible,
Just by God's saving grace!
I found all earthly life futile,
And wished from heart to earlier die!
But God renewed my spirits high,
And made my earthly stay worthwhile!
All things are simply possible,
But by God's saving grace!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 17=11-2012
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Sonnet: “Happy Birthday, Dear Father-in-law.”
Another birthday, God has given you;
’Tis time you thought about your age and health;
God’s love and mercy in life has been true;
Your family and fortitude’s- your wealth.
’Tis time to pray extra: forget the world;
You did your part and duty indeed well;
Protect yourself from injury and cold;
Be wise: take rest and do not become ill.
Remember that you aren’t young anymore;
Your frame is frail and dangers lurk round you;
Your will-power isn’t as strong as before;
A long life-span comes only to a few.
‘Wish you a Happy Birthday, ’ dear Maama!
God be with you in your earthly drama!
From,
Mercy, Celestine, Cathy and Diana
Copyright by Dr John Celes 18-1-2006
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Sonnet: Our Earthly Life is Ephemeral!
Remember man, this earthly life will fade;
All glory gained will also vanish fast;
Just think about God’s love that had us made;
Our achievements will become things of past.
Money cannot give us joys permanent;
Our labor needs God’s blessings all the time;
God’s earth is where we live as His tenant;
We need His grace for success in bad clime.
We needn’t worry about our earthy needs;
The soul needs utmost care right from our birth;
Good soil alone can sprout good trees from seeds;
Our aim must be to reach heavenly mirth.
Let mist of sins not block heavenly gaze;
Let’s live a righteous life, with Maker’s grace.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-27-2008
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My Valentine Has Come Again!
Seated in togetherness,
Wizened by past experience,
Craving for things that we missed,
Yearning for those yester-years,
Staring at the firmament;
Pining for moments of love.
Shrugging off all bickering;
Forgetting all suffering;
Hugging endlessly entwined;
Daring for love we can’t reach!
The breeze reminds of former love;
The cloud patterns like heart of love;
The air we breathe seems fresh with love;
The time has stopped for now with love!
My Valentine has come again,
To fill my heart with love like rain,
And take me through a dreamy lane,
Far from our earthly life insane!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 2-13-2007
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Sonnet: ‘Homo sapiens’ ‘in Utero’
Behold the beauty of the embryo!
The fusion of the gametes in the womb;
From single cell, the progeny will grow,
To breathe earth’s air, before ’tis down in tomb.
And how each part appears in time aright!
A development, gene-directed by God;
And many things must happen by day/night;
The environs must also give the nod.
Man thinks he can improve the growth process!
He sets defects aright ‘in Utero’;
What if he should render matters much worse!
A tragedy, fetus may undergo.
Yet, Nature’s best in what it breaks or makes,
And man must learn self-control for God’s sakes!
6-30-2002 by Dr John Celes
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An Invocation to God (for a Ph. D. dissertation)
O God of wisdom infinite,
And fountain-head of knowledge great!
We thank you for the ken, you share
With human beings, out of love!
Without your help, our toil can’t fruit;
Without your guidance, we can’t move
Ahead in lanes of achievements,
Nor get success in life on earth.
Philosopher, par excellence,
Do bless our work of intellect!
Help me to understand and ink
This doctoral thesis of mine!
O Omniscient God, Most High!
What man proposes, you must bless;
Your grace divine brings men progress;
We bow to Thee in reverence!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 03-11-11
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This is the day!
‘I’m the Truth, the Way and the Light’, says the Lord;
May be, you’ve missed Him all along and remained in the dark;
May be, you’ve missed hearing His call;
May be, you’re engrossed in your problems all;
Just place your trust in God and talk to Him;
He has the powers to make your life less grim;
Perhaps, in these days of your strife;
He’ll give you a chance, to feel His special love for you in your life;
Forget your past and begin to pray;
Surrender your heart to the God of mercy and love, this very day;
This earthly life is just one brief stop,
Before we enter His heavenly abode,
To take part in a celestial feast,
Which is meant for righteous souls and not a beast!
God loves you.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-09-2005
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What? And, Why Is This Happening?
We are a part of this creation.
Envision yourself in the universe...
Above and looking down upon Earth.
Look around you.
We are part of this eclective consciousness,
That reigns for all eternity.
Supporting an animation of wonder.
With sights unseen our eyes would not believe.
Nor are we alone in it as inhabitants.
We treat 'ourselves' that way.
But we are not!
If all just stopped...
And thought about what we've got.
And from where it came.
We are just but specks to come and go as dust!
None of us can conceive the infinity of it,
As we sit in division within a molecule that spins!
That itself
so does within 'something' that encloses,
Us in darkness!
Who's womb is this?
We come to sit waiting to be delivered?
To bare more incarnations!
Like a cell inside us that dwells.
Continuing to evolve to become...
What?
And, why is this happening?
To us and how?
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You’ll Live Long!
If ’tis God’s wish, you will live long,
With kith and kin, hearty and hale,
And God won’t illness to prolong,
But end your life’s tornadoes, gale!
With love and care that surround you,
You will recover indeed soon;
May be, God wants you to much do;
Your illness will turn earthly boon!
Keep your courage, power of will;
One’s span of life is in God’s Hands;
Keep your spirits cheerful until,
The grace of God upon you lands.
The strength of prayers can work much;
Man’s body cannot live on own;
God’s blessings have miraculous touch;
You are never on earth alone.
So, cheer up man in ways you can;
None can predict his earthly span;
God’s love for every creature made,
Will stay forever and not fade.
Have trust in Almighty God then;
All things will brighten up with time;
Decreed are all things by heaven,
In ways of God and in His clime.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-12-2010
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God, Our Loving Father
We leave all things upon this earth,
In which we had a blessed birth;
The soul alone cannot perish,
But will its bad and good, cherish.
God will ask just a questions few;
‘Did you love me with all your heart?
Did you give your brethren his due? '
Did you do well your earthly part? '
God wants all souls to be with Him,
But all the better than when made;
A branch of vine, man, He does trim,
To leaf and bud and fruit as bade!
How happy will He be to see
Each one of us obey His will!
A loving Father eagerly,
He waits with banquet prepared still!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 6-10-12
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Sonnet: The Modern Man- a pity!
The modern man stays vexed despite his feats;
Dissatisfied in life, he staggers on;
Astounding is the range of things, he eats;
He always figures, he must be the don!
He rolls on limousines, before he walks;
A celebrity’s life, he acquires;
With artificiality, he well talks;
Prematurely in life, he then retires!
The heart of man is never happy yet;
He ne’er listens to conscience at all;
His soul afilled with sins is hell-ward set;
He fails to heed to God’s endearing call.
’Tis late to mend his ways or make amends;
His earthly life, without God’s mercy, ends!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-17-2007
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