Filled With Light
And when the evening comes,
The Sun has already paid me a visit.
And when the morning arrives,
With my blessings kept...
I too will arise to express my gratefulness.
Delighted with a brightness I am,
To feel and be filled with the comfort of light.
Animating the reflection of my soul.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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A Gratuity Paid
The moment to stop complaining,
About anything repeatedly condoned...
Is when one has boarded,
A train, a boat, an express bus...
Or a plane taxing on a runway,
With all exits closed.
~Thank you, God! ~
And after arriving safely at one's destination,
With every piece of luggage packed and intact...
Knowing that a choice to look back,
To ensure a waiter gets the appropriate tip...
Acknowledging a gratuity paid,
Satisfies with a gratefulness.
And...
With a sigh of relief that isn't forced when released.
'You must have come a long way? '
~You have no idea what it took for me to get here.~
'Well...
I do hope you enjoy your visit.'
~I hope so too.
Since I intend to stay.~
'Thanks for the tip!
That's a hefty gratuity you paid.'
~You have no idea how appreciative I am.~
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Winter Light (Love Poem)
The words that express the love from last year’s man
Warming the watery cold light of a winter morning
Expectant that flight will fill a cold bed with warmth
‘Soon’ is an empty word until ‘now’ arrives with a hug.
Dark mornings brighten the warm glow of waking
Interrupted slumber forgiven in comfort of closeness
Together in a time that is always too short for want
Magic touch soothes away the cares of the world.
poem by Ian Beckett
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In Prayer to You
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
For all that you've done for me.
In the early morning hours,
When I arise to greet the Sun...
I feel blessed and prepared,
With such gratefulness...
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
And when noon approaches...
No matter what I have done,
Before that time comes...
That may create a disturbance,
I did not invite nor did I make.
I find time to show it is You I appreciate.
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
Whether or not...
Thunder storms roar,
Or rain drops fall to pitter and pat.
Thank you, My Father
For all that You've done for me.
For all that you've done for me...
I thank You, My Father.
And at the oncoming of Sunset...
Not one moment do I forget,
The power of Your presence...
That showers the blessings,
From You I get!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
Thank You...
Father, Father, Father!
In prayer to You.
This I must do!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Each Day
Today,
Like everyday...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come!
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
That comes my way...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come.
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
I don't awaken for unhappiness to test.
Nor do I look for it when Sun is on my roof,
In a mood.
In the morning I express my thankfulness.
Knowing I can choose to feel my very best.
Today,
Like everyday...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come!
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
That comes my way...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come.
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
I don't awaken for unhappiness to test.
Each day,
In the morning I express my thankfulness.
Each day,
I can select to feel my very best.
Knowing in my mind I wish this to address.
Today,
Like everyday...
I'm thankful for the blessings that come!
No matter who may say they have none...
I see with my own eyes,
Mine are not disguised.
Each day,
I don't awaken for unhappiness to test.
Each day,
In the morning I express my thankfulness.
Each day,
I can select to feel my very best.
Knowing in my mind I wish this to address,
Each day!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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And When I Turned Towards The Light
And...
When I turned towards the 'Light',
It was a brightness...
Never had I witnessed before.
Never had I witnessed such beauty inviting.
And connecting inside me right.
Wonderful was the experience.
Feeding every aspect,
Of my Earthly appetite.
I grew beyond excited.
And...
When I turned towards the 'Light',
I became a part of it.
I became thrill and delighted without a fear to invite.
Or...
Ever again was I to feel,
Any memory of being frightened.
This 'Light' and enery fed all my needs instantly.
And I knew,
Begging for what I wanted was never again to be.
It was as if,
For eternity I would exist with 'it'...
This 'Light'.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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I Got The Sun In The Morning
Taking stock of what I have and what I haven't
What do I find?
The things I got will keep me satisfied
Checking up on what I have and what I haven't
What do I find?
A healthy balance on the credit side
Got no diamond
Got no pearl
Still I think I'm a lucky girl
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
Got no mansion
Got no yacht
Still I'm happy with what I got
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
Sunshine
Gives me a lovely day
Moonlight
Gives me the Milky Way
Got no checkbooks
Got no banks
Still I'd like to express my thanks
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
And with the sun in the morning
And the moon in the evening
I'm all right
[2]
Got no mansion
Got no yacht
Still I'm happy with what I got
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
Got no silver
Got no gold
What I got can't be bought or sold
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
Sunshine
Gives me a lovely day
Moonlight
Gives me the Milky Way
Got no checkbooks
Got no banks
Still I'd like to express my thanks
I got the sun in the morning and the moon at night
And with the sun in the morning
And the moon in the evening
I'm all right
[3]
Sunshine
Gives me a lovely day
Moonlight
Gives me the Milky Way
Got no heirlooms
For my kin
Made no will but when I cash in
I leave the sun in the morning and the moon at night
And with the sun in the morning
And the moon in the evening they're all right
song performed by by Irving Berlin
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When you look deeply into yourself you may be able to see that there is, in this moment, a quality of aliveness that is animating you that is not philosophical and is not abstract. It's independent of what you think about it, what you believe about it and what you feel about it. It's always there! it is animating your breath, It is coursing the spirit, it is what makes it possible for you to think and speak and see and hear. This is the invisible touch.
Alexis Karpouzos in Universal consciousness
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Psalm 128
Family blessings.
O happy man, whose soul is filled
With zeal and reverent awe!
His lips to God their honors yield,
His life adorns the law.
A careful providence shall stand
And ever guard thy head,
Shall on the labors of thy hand
Its kindly blessings shed.
[Thy wife shall be a fruitful vine;
Thy children round thy board,
Each like a plant of honor shine,
And learn to fear the Lord.]
The Lord shall thy best hopes fulfil
For months and years to come;
The Lord, who dwells on Zion's hill,
Shall send thee blessings home.
This is the man whose happy eyes
Shall see his house increase;
Shall see the sinking church arise,
Then leave the world in peace.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Because There Is Really No One There At 11: 30 In The Evening
when sleep does not visit you
till 11: 30 in the evening
you take your time waiting for it
as you dabble in poetry
here is a friend that understands you
and listens to what you are talking
in that cautious silence of his metaphors
the evening becomes a romance of one soul
and one body all contented in the grace
and beauty of the gift of thoughts
and words
he toasts that imagined glass of wisdom
filled with that wine of air
and then the laughter that spreads
that no one hears
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Hymn 81
A song for morning or evening.
Lam. 3:23; Isa. 45:7.
God, how endless is thy love!
Thy gifts are every evening new;
And morning mercies from above
Gently distill like early dew.
Thou spread'st the curtains of the night,
Great guardian of my sleeping hours;
Thy sovereign word restores the light,
And quickens all my drowsy powers.
I yield my powers to thy command,
To thee I consecrate my days;
Perpetual blessings from thine hand
Demand perpetual songs of praise.
poem by Isaac Watts
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Every Evening
as light begins to fade
every evening
i lie down on the couch
darkness wrapping me in
i shut my eyes
to light up 'my' dark chambers
and to swim in
the cascading light
my lips curve with the
distinct repetition of your name
distant sounds pour
faintly into my ears
in the darkness
and within my brightness
i connect my self to you
every evening as light fades...
4mar2010
00.18hrs
poem by Indira Babbellapati
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Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Rendezvous on Champs-Elysees
Leave Paris in the morning on T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
In Vienna we sit in a late-night cafe
Straight connection, T.E.E.
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
From station to station
back to Dusseldorf City
Meet Iggy Pop and David Bowie
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
Trans-Europe Express
song performed by by Kraftwerk
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Sought to See With Wishes Granted and Seen
I am indeed,
Not the perception...
But the belief.
I have been then conceived.
I have been freed of invisibility.
To experience and touch sensations.
Explore temptations and grow from them.
Not to become corralled or restricted,
Within barriars of sins...
Depicting those who are wicked.
Preached by those who pocket from such grief.
And cursed to smother under clouds of sorrow...
Are those who sermonize to lust and leech their evils.
What teachings would leave those to feel dark,
And gloomy?
To feed unlimited greed.
I am indeed,
Not the perception...
But the belief.
I am that spiritual connection.
Sought to see with wishes granted and seen.
Given touch to love and satisfy.
And I express these blessings with much gratefulness!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Out There In The Brightness Of Light
Ang akong pagdawat nga ikaw
wala na
mao ang lamdag nga naghatag
og hulma sa mga butang makita.
Sulod sa hamugaway nga lawak
sa akong alimpatakan
in accepting that you are no longer
mine
you provided me with the shapes
and molds of
things that i
for the first time
did not see
inside the spacious room of my mind
i waited for the
morning light and when my
eyes were filled with
so much light
all the shadows
finally departed
for
they cannot withstand
the profuse light
that i now have
then from here
i will see you again
with this brightness
in that place
where we can never
be parted
poem by Ric S. Bastasa
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Your happiness smiles
As the autumn arrives
the trees shed their innocence in to twigs
the leaves break the ice of silence
and fall on the soil so indifferently
that the wind wanders on the sheaves
only to feel the warmth of spring
only to ear the songs of the heavenly bliss
The Satan that always cajoles me
drifts me in to the salmon sea
in to the darkness perched deep within me
disgracefully lies like fallen leaves
thy blessings my lord circumvents
every malefic deeds of the Satan
and the dashing beauty of autumn
wiggles me out from the dirt
of self-pity and unfaithfulness
I draw a curtain of clouds
that blurs the sight of my vision
I snug your hold close to me
and tenderly tighten my noose
and your world seemingly melts
into my endless passion
I plant a sweet sapling of peace
on your kissing lips so wet
the shining dawn blushes
and sneaks into the swanky dusk
the pansies decorate the butterflies
as the autumn arrives filled with promises
Your happiness smiles
as the autumn arrives.
poem by Tarapada Mohapatra
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Almighty Father God's Blessings
Almighty God's blessings, love so real ....to feel, his spirit swell
in my soul. Today I feel as never before ....the soreness from longing
filled with joy! Joy to give him divinely honors righteously bestowed
listen sisters and brothers! The word honor needs to be honors;
when I feel inspiration to write, such inspiration with all my heart
soul & might! The love that I feel is so genuinely real,
that his spirit fulfills my grateful soul. Almighty God you have
quenched my thirst .... how my spirit bursts with eternal gratitude.
poem by Emma Martinez
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You are the stars
Oh, my dear morning star,
you came so unexpected;
Oh, my dear evening star,
you left me on this path misdirected;
Oh, my dear blazing star,
you filled my eyes with your lightness;
Oh, my dear falling star,
you disappeared with your brightness;
Oh, my dear guiding star,
you became my inspiration;
Oh, my dear polar star,
you still shine with your sensation.
poem by Eternal Dreamer
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My Evening Star
MY EVENING STAR
In the gathering gloom of my evening
sky,
I saw your face in that evening star;
Showering your brightness and your
magic light,
To dispel my gloom from afar!
While in my heart a sad old tune, -
A tune of sadness and of love,
Played like the melody of an old violin,
And I listened as if in a waking dream!
For you have left me and gone afar,
To shine as my enduring evening star!
-Raj Nandy
New Delhi
12 Jun 08
Oooohhh You Sunshine
In the morning when you come,
I feel the heat from you.
I go to the window to see what you do,
And...
Oh Sunshine,
You seem to give it up slow and go!
Oooohhh,
Sunshine...
I wish you stick around more than you know.
Oh,
Sunshine.
You seem to give it up slow and go!
Oh Oooohhh,
You Sunshine...
You tease more in the Winter and it shows.
In the evenings when you set,
I'm not that pleased a bit.
Remembering delighted light,
On the falling leaves that drift.
And...
Oh Sunshine.
You seem to give it up slow and go!
Yes,
Oooohhh you Sunshine...
You tease more in the Winter and it shows.
Bo oh Oooohhh
Sunshine...
I wish you stick around more than you know.
Oooohhh you Sunshine...
You tease more in the Winter and it shows.
In the evenings when you set,
I'm not that pleased a bit.
Remembering delighted light,
On the falling leaves that drift.
Mo' Oooohhh Sunshine...
You seem to give it up slow and go!
Yes,
Oooohhh you Sunshine...
You tease more in the Winter and it shows.
The snow is liked when it arrives.
But when it sticks to stay,
It has to go away.
You can melt it quick,
And this I know!
You just want me in to pace the floors.
And,
Mo' Oooohhh Sunshine...
You seem to give it up slow and go!
Yes,
Oooohhh you Sunshine...
You tease more in the Winter and it shows.
Bo oh Oooohhh
Sunshine...
I wish you stick around more than you know.
Yes,
Oooohhh you Sunshine...
You've got me begging you for mo'!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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She Is So Beautiful
She is so beautiful
Ive got no words to describe
The way she makes me feel inside
Im flying solo
As free as light as a bird
Yet I could lay my wings down in a moment
To guard and comfort her
She is so beautiful
Light-filled, loving and wise
Laughter dancing in her eyes
All my road is before me
And I never did plan on a wife
Yet shes the most beatiful soul
I ever have met in this life
For she is like a song
She is like a ray of light
She is like childrens playing
Like harps and bells and cymbals playing
And she is like a wind
Moving, soothing, bringing joy
And here am i, destroyed
She is so beautiful
I dont know what Im going to do when I leave
Except grieve
song performed by by Waterboys
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