Who is God?
How can life come from mere a puff of air?
There must be life from which more lives emerge;
How can the Universe from dust evolve?
A ball of matter must be made by one!
How can the soil give birth to seedlings new?
Wet seeds must fall into the earth and sun;
How can a bud blossom into a flow’r?
The dawn heralds the magic wand of change!
God loves all men much more than animals;
He feeds the birds and tends to flow’rs in wild;
He gave a soul to every man, not beast;
A sinner too can take part in his Feast!
No man becomes a God at any time;
Yet, men are instruments in divine Hand;
Let’s acknowledge the supreme power- God,
The mystic Being, Alpha-Omega!
The God of mercy, truth and boundless love,
Loves righteousness and souls that love His code;
He watches every life from home above;
All pure of soul can enter His abode!
All things in Nature can’t come by their selves;
A supernatural mind and hand creates;
The Maker of all things- we call as God;
‘The King of Heavens: Lord of Universe! ’
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-22-2005
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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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Sonnet: God’s Supreme Love for Man
All creatures live by Maker’s love and grace;
Their earthly span is determined by God;
Not a moment more can they add / erase;
Yet, human beings forget God – How odd?
God cares and loves man, more than any beast;
The soul of man is His most precious gift;
Posthumously, He waits to give a Feast –
Yet, mortal sins can make souls go adrift!
The soul of man must pure remain for God;
No soul with sin’s ‘blemish or stain’ sees Him;
All evil hearts await Almighty’s rod;
Their ‘after-life’ will turn forever grim!
God’s supreme love for man gave up His Son
On cross, for every sin of mankind, done.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-9-2008
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Holy God
Accept Him, Creator and supreme One;
Adore Him, Almighty God of Universe;
Praise Him, God who deserves utmost praise;
Love Him, God who loves all His creatures made.
Thank Him, He who provides our every want;
Pray to Him, God of Righteousness and Truth;
Appeal to Him for Mercy infinite;
Sing to Him Hosanna in the highest.
Align with Him, the Judge of the Last day;
Obey Him- His code takes us to heaven;
Hear Him -His Word tells us of God’s kingdom;
Follow Him- His Cross leads to Calvary.
Receive Him- He is soul’s life-giver;
Serve Him, and take more souls to heaven.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 1-4-2008
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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
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‘Cheer Up, Fella! ’
God does all things,
Both good and bad;
He is our Dad.
God watches all,
Both night and day;
He has His say!
No bird can fall
To earth, from sky.
God knows its ‘Why’.
Why then worry?
Live for today,
And come what may.
When God feeds birds,
He surely will
Give us our fill.
He calls each one,
With love by name,
In sin and shame!
Give up all sins;
Let grace, soul rinse;
God always wins!
‘Cheer up, Fella! ’
God loves and cares;
Our faults, He bears!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 08-24-2008
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May Nature’s Fury Soon Abate!
The Hurricanes are back with renewed force;
The sea is rough and wind is blowing fierce;
The battered houses could be wrecked some more;
The shattered homes can’t start life once again.
Yet, Nature does her work incessantly;
She’s guided by the laws of Universe;
Man cannot learn her secrets anytime;
So, Nature’s furious nature, man must bear.
And no one is to blame for what happens;
These things are bound to just occur sometime;
Precautionary measures help a lot;
But none can prevent natural disasters.
Displaced are millions people every time?
Their misery cannot be ev’r fathomed;
Their brothers in the safer zones must help;
Their sisters must comfort these depressed souls.
Remember that such things can affect all;
Ones safe today could be the next victims;
So, hurry up to help the distressed souls,
And plead to God with prayers for mercy.
Implore the Master of the Universe;
His heart of love can make matters better;
Pray that His angry face must smile again;
Let mankind live in peace on planet earth.
If not for God, who can control Nature?
The Maker must protect His creature man;
But man must be more faithful to his God;
“Take care of soul and escape His just rod! ”
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-21-2005
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Why Death Comes?
There is a place after life;
There is a home after death;
There is a life after life on earth,
And that is the Abode of God
Called Heaven!
It’s a place of joy alone;
It’s a place devoid of sorrows;
It’s a place that’s free from pain and sin;
It’s a place that’s very pure;
It’s a place where sufferings are unknown;
It’s a place of everlasting joy;
It’s a place of commune with God-
Eternity is its name!
Death gives rest to souls that depart;
Death gives reprieve from earthly woes;
Death is the only way to God’s Abode;
Death heralds the resurrection of souls!
When death comes, why should we fear?
Death is the one way to Heaven;
But when it comes, our soul must be prepared,
And if that is done, why bother?
Miracles can be wrought by God;
Prayers can bring miracles through;
Yet, a sea of fervent appeals from souls,
May not keep back a single soul
For a time longer than
What God has pre-destined!
Because, God knows each heart;
God knows each soul;
God knows our sufferings,
And the ideal time to deliver
All.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-2-2005
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God Cares For Me But…
God cares for me but
Let me do my part;
He watches all with
Loving eyes so keen.
He feeds the birds that
Neither sow nor scythe;
He clothes the flowers
Growing in the wild.
How much more love He
Has for man He made,
To look like Him with
Soul and share His feast!
Why should we doubt the
Promises He makes?
What little faith we
Human beings have?
He sent His one son
Jesus Christ to die,
Redeeming sinners
All who will repent.
Glory to God who
Is our one Father;
How can the Maker
Not love His creatures?
How can a potter
Like just ones finest?
How can the painter
Love a few He brushed?
How can the sculptor
Destroy ones deformed?
Our Heavenly Father
Loves all souls He made!
God cares for me but
I must trust the Lord;
He is my Light, Hope
Way, Guide and Refuge!
So, let the Lord then
Carry our burden;
Our earthly stay is
Meant for just Heaven!
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Mercy On My Soul
A trust betrayed, a rusty blade
Standin on the air, I walked the line
Paid my fine, hope I know the land
The actual facts, unatural acts
Sins that take their toll
The angel and the ginn and the beast within
They fight to take control
(chorus)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Lord needs you like a junkie needs his drug
He needs you like a baby boy needs his hug
Needs you like the power, lord, needs the sun
I need you like dmc needs run
Lord, have mercy on my soul, lord, have mercy on my soul
Lord loves you like the eskimo loves the cold
I love you like the miner man loves his gold
Love you like the fishermen loves the sea
I love you like the flowers love the work of bees
(chorus)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
Lord, have mercy on my soul
Standin up tall, on top of the wall
Hopin that I can fly, angel and the jinn and the beast within
Say Im gonna die
(chorus)
Lord, have mercy on my soul
On my soul, on my soul, on my soul
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Sonnet: “I am the Lord, Thy God! ”
The Lord has saved my life from death so oft;
How do I thank Him for His kindness great?
He helps in time although my call is soft;
He cared for me so lovingly till date.
He’ as drawn me in the palm of His own hand!
A thousand years is just a day to God;
To righteous souls, He shows His promised land;
To evil ones, He gives His just, stern rod.
How could the universe evolve from naught?
How could life come from lifeless forms sans God?
How could one say ’tis written fate or lot?
Can earthlings ever breathe life into clod?
Can chaos lead to harmony on own?
All things are possible to God alone.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-25-2006
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The Babe in the Womb
This is my home;
This is my own;
I am alone;
No one’s welcome!
It is all free
For ten months’ time;
My sweet home prime,
Where I must be!
On watery bed,
I sleep for hours;
And time does pass,
And I’m not dead!
I have no shocks;
I roll about;
I do not shout;
I get no knocks!
A home, my size;
I grow, it grows;
God is my Boss;
Things are so nice.
With door just shut,
None come inside;
With God beside,
My splendid hut!
And this is where
I must stay on,
Until I’m born,
And need some air!
All is silent;
There is no light;
Things are quite bright;
I pay no rent!
God talks to me;
Calls me by name;
Reminds my aim;
To me sweetly.
I need no food;
The Lord feeds me
A meal bloody;
And things look good.
My mother calls;
I hear her not;
To sleep, I’ve got;
There are no falls!
I am all nude;
A satin-sheet,
Covers me neat,
To keep my mood!
My eyes are closed;
I cannot see
With clarity;
But I am poised;
God loves me much;
He watches me
So tenderly,
With magic touch.
I dream of days,
Of life on earth,
After my birth,
If born, in case!
I want to see
The world God made;
I wish to wade
In earthly sea!
I wish to feel
The sun’s great heat,
And place my feet
Like gliding eel.
All seems so well;
Will I be born?
Will I be torn
Apart, like hell?
I have a life
Like everyone;
I want some fun,
Despite some strife!
I hear of laws
Preventing birth,
On recent earth,
Where man is boss!
Could they kill me?
I am afraid;
I am God-made
To live freely!
Don’t make the womb,
A slaughter-house;
I bear no grouse;
Don’t build my tomb!
Have mercy, God!
I wanna live;
My love, I’ll give;
Spare me from rod.
Have pity, mum!
Don’t you love me?
I love to see
You, dad at home!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 3-25-2009
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A Poet’s Love
My heart is one and only one:
A furnace full of love, my own;
Despite my giving it wholesome,
It grows and tries to more blossom!
My heart has grown in size some way;
O’er-filled with love, begins to sway;
My Maker kind did full it fill,
So that I could give love at will.
A poet loves Nature so well,
In which God does always much dwell;
Almighty God, He is my Friend;
I shall love Him until my end.
My heart is one- belongs to God;
I long to live in good accord;
As men are selfish to the core,
My heart to God, I owe much more.
The things all that we do on earth
Are mainly ones which give less mirth;
It seems that good men are a dearth;
I pray that heaven stays on earth!
Our life on earth is just a phase,
To keep our soul and save our face;
If you could lift your heart beyond,
You will hear well God’s call- command!
Our earthly feat is important;
With sins, our soul turns impotent;
My talent is God-giv’n a gift;
Nurture I must or go adrift.
A man cannot serve two masters;
And if he tries, he just falters;
Love God alone and love Him well,
And earthly life will turn out swell!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 12-26-1999
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God’s With You; Are You With God?
God made man from dust of earth;
To dust, we’ll surely return;
God made man with soul and so,
Man seeks God and divine mirth!
No servant becomes Master;
No creature, Creator;
Yet, man was made in God’s image;
God’s love, no one can gauge.
Man is just a speck of dust
And lives in sin, pride and lust;
Yet, God loves man so deeply,
And forgives him so neatly.
Man lives on earth by grace of God;
His days are pre-destined by Lord;
All things just happen by God’s nod;
But our sins could get His rod!
Man strives to seek the unseen God;
But God is always within him;
Estranged from God is man in sin,
And life on earth turns rather grim!
Why waste your precious time in sin?
Why gather wealth meant for the bin;
Why spoil your health with drugs and gin?
Is your soul befitting Heaven?
Confess your sins to God, man.
Repent; increase your life-span;
Do more good and tilt the pan
In your favor, when you can.
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Psalms in Poetry - Chapter 103
Psalms in Poetry - Chapter 103
1 You praise the Lord, O soul of mine;
my being innermost,
His holy name, you praise.
2 You praise the Lord, O soul of mine,
forgetting not His benefits –
3 He who forgives your every sin,
and heals your diseases;
4 He who redeems your life from Pit,
and crowns you with His love and compassion,
5He satisfies your desires
With numerous things that are so good,
so that like eagle’s, your youth is renewed.
6 Lord works His righteousness, justice
for all those who are oppressed.
7 He made His ways to Moses known,
His deeds to people of Israel:
8 The Lord is compassionate, gracious,
and slow to anger, abounds in love.
9 He will not always one accuse,
nor will He harbor anger forever;
10 He does not treat us as our sins deserve,
repaying us as per our iniquities.
11 For as high as the heavens are above the earth,
so great is His love for those who fear Him;
12 As far, the east is from the west,
so far has He removed our transgressions.
13 Like father, on his own children,
the Lord has compassion on those
Who fear the Lord.
14 He knows how we are formed,
He remembers that we are dust.
15 To man, his days are just like grass;
like flow’r of field, he therefore lives;
16 Wind blows o’er flow’r and it is gone;
Its place remembers it no more.
17 Ev’rlasting to ev’rlasting then,
Lord's love is on those who fear Him;
His righteousness, with their children's children –
18 With those who keep His covenant,
and fail not doing His precepts.
19 The Lord has made His throne in heav’n;
His kingdom rules o’er everyone.
20 So, praise the Lord, His angels all;
you mighty ones who do His bids,
and who obey His every word.
21 So, praise the Lord, His heav’nly hosts;
His servants all who do His will.
22 So, praise the Lord and all His works,
in His dominion.
So praise the Lord, O soul of mine.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 9-13-2009
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Sonnet: On Praying the Rosary
Recite the rosary all through your life;
Witness its miraculous powers with time;
Just cruise with ease through earthly problems, strife;
Experience life divine that’s more sublime!
Implant the ‘crown of roses’ in your soul,
As satan’s poison weeds all vanish fast;
Receive all favours from Christ and new role
Including forgiveness for sins of past!
The Virgin’s womb gave mankind, Savior Lord;
All say the rosary for peace on earth;
Convert the atheist’s, sinner’s hearts to God;
Amend your lives to heaven’s Will from birth!
While fingers touch the beads divine and pray,
God’s love enflames the righteous souls His way!
Most lovingly dedicated to ‘Our Lady of The Rosary’
On her feast today
Copyright By Dr John Celes 08-10-11
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Sonnet: The Love of God
The love of God knew us ’fore conception;
That love gave us a human form at birth;
God’s love remains free from all deception;
The same protects and guides our lives on earth.
The love of God is unilateral;
Man can’t reciprocate the love of God;
The love of God for man is eternal;
The same grants mercy and a divine rod!
Could God then watch man lead a shattered life?
Does God want souls to land in hell’s abyss?
Would God forsake man in moments of strife?
The Maker wants all souls attain His bliss.
Why does then man forget Almighty God?
We ought to live as per His every word.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 4-22-2006
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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
poem by John Celes
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Obituary of a Renowned Indian Surgeon
A noble soul has passed away from earth!
He touched the hearts of thousands since his birth;
He sowed the seeds of sympathy and love,
Akin to that, that flows from God above!
His life was one of devotion to work;
He lit the lives of those living in dark;
He brought back joy to some who had lost it;
He made their bodies unhealthy, most fit!
He served his God by serving his brethren;
He made the world around him like heaven;
He left his glory upon earth for now;
His glory waits in God’s city above!
Such souls are rare who live for others’ sake;
Such creatures come from Maker’s special make;
Such lives have made this world like paradise;
Their lives will stay forever like sunrise!
This surgeon’s knife now rests in others’ hands!
His fame and name has spread to many lands;
His trail was etched on exemplary sands;
He’s gone to join the Maker’s choicest bands!
His noble life will pave the way for more;
He chose to enter God-sent newer door;
His love for human beings formed life’s core;
His example was one unseen before!
Such flowers blossom rarely once a while,
Perfuming air that spreads beyond the mile;
Their beauty has to wither but in style,
Remaining on the pages of God’s file!
‘May his soul rest in peace, till time shall some day cease! ’
Fondly dedicated with reverence to the philanthropist Dr.N.S. Murali, Hon. Sec., VHS, Chennai.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 5-5-2009
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The Living Loving God
Who put the boulder on the mountain top?
Who seeds the shrubs to grow on hilly sides?
Who brings the water gushing from the rocks?
Who paints the rainbow on the rainy sky?
It is the awesome God, our Creator!
The incredible perfect One Master!
Both birds and insects learn their flight from Him;
He fills the righteous vessels up to brim!
The Master sculptor, painter and Maker!
Upon His toy, He breathed life into man!
He only knows each person's true life-span;
He makes a pauper, king, and vice-versa!
He housed the snail within its own shell-home!
He gives the worst sinner, heaven's welcome;
He speaks to flora, fauna that look dumb;
He bestows all His creatures with aplomb!
O glorious God! Why can't all men know You?
Most magnificent are all things You do!
Only the fool cannot have faith in God -
The universe's only King and Lord!
Copyright by Dr John Celes 28-06-12
poem by John Celes
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The Love of God
The God who made the universe
And every creature well,
Has plans for every earthling made,
And loves each dearly much!
He knows our hearts and every want
And all our life-time needs;
He will provide for creatures all,
And forever stays wake!
The Nature He had made by word,
For sake of creatures all,
has in-built checks and balances,
For man to follow science.
He knows man’s curiosity
endangers planet earth;
Nevertheless, God works by plan
for sake of love for man!
If love had made God to make man,
and continues boundless,
then, why shouldn’t man repay God’s love
to the extent, he can?
Copyright by Dr John Celes 03-11-11
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