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From Within I Began To Listen

Too often had my path,
Been smogged by uncertainty.
And one too many times,
Did I drift to sit and ponder my fate.

With faith I stood,
Afraid and shakened.
My eyes lowered and sometimes closed,
I would take those forward steps.
Not knowing what would come next.

But...
I would not allow another tear to fall.
Afterall,
This journey I knew...
Would one day bring to me a clarity.

And with my vision cleared...
I would see through whatever appeared.
If...
I just kept moving.
If I felt a guidance that approved.
And from within I began to listen.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Bridges Of Uncertainty

Each day we cross
the bridges of uncertainty
never knowing what
we might meet when we get there,
but we cross them just the same
as life must go on.
The bridges of uncertainty
lie everywhere in our path
from our first steps in the morning
to our last steps at night.
We walk our lonely miles
never knowing what we might find
or what our life will bring.
Sometimes we find love and happiness,
sometimes its tragedy and misery
that befall us there.
Sometimes it is sunshine in the rain;
they are all there in life’s elusive game
on the other side of the bridges of uncertainty.

poem by David Harris
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From a Deeply Rooted Vision

The laughs have faded
On the path chosen
One for years has walked alone.
In silent tears...
God assured would someday dry,
To bring one praise.

And deep within a faith kept,
Allowed steps made forward...
To continue through thunder.
The ground would shake beneath one's feet.
And yet with determination,
One would keep seeking that which is desired.

Feeling blessed with a gratefulness expressed,
Each day.
As those laughs once heard...
Now brings a smile to one's face.
Tears have been replaced with joy!
And this journey has uncovered,
Much fruit to share from a harvest...
No one can deny,
Who is closely identified...
With the toil of its planting!

Those who stood by to criticize in idled time...
Offer cheers.
But one who reaps and wipes a sweating brow,
Does what has to be done...
To fulfill one's purpose.
Not expecting to be watched,
How obstacles are removed to unblock...
From a deeply rooted vision!
Cleared with the assistance of The Almighty!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Defied Definition

Who and 'what' is he trying to be?
Without our consent...
Or showing such actions,
Not approved or allowed?

Who has cleared his path of obstacles...
When we had planned to upset him.
To see him in public with his head lowered.
At least expectedly bowed.

He has defied definition.
And confused our sterotypes.
We thought he'd be a joke by now.
But a laughter anticipated...
Has left us vocalizing gripes.

Who has cleared his path of obstacles...
When we had planned to upset him.
To see him in public with his head lowered.
At least expectedly bowed.

Who and 'what' is he trying to be?
Without our consent...
Or showing such actions,
Not approved or allowed?

He has defied definition.
And confused our sterotypes.
We thought he'd be a joke by now.
Not leave us to experience sleepless nights.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Faith Restricted

So glad am I faith restricted my attempts...
To take tempting shortcuts,
Around those obstacles I did not want to face.
So glad am I,
To have been faith restricted.

So glad it was not stubbornness but insight...
That shown as if a beacon bright,
On my path and journey.
Those doubts that appeared disappeared quickly.
So glad am I,
To have been faith restricted.

So glad am I to have been open to criticisms.
And not afraid to stumble and quit.
With an ego driven into embarrassment.
So glad am I,
To have been faith restricted.

So glad it was not stubbornness but insight...
That shown as if a beacon bright,
On my path and journey.
Those doubts that appeared disappeared quickly.
So glad am I,
To have been faith restricted.
Having it strong and blessed with it!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fate and Conscience

In one corner sat my conscience
In the other stood my fate
My conscience it called out to me
Asking to negotiate
But fate refused to listen
And I lay right there between
The nagging of my conscience
And the seductiveness of dreams
When fate began to listen
And conscience ceased to rail
Against all of my weaknesses
Asssuming I would fail
Then peace fell full amongst us
And these players took their place
As artefacts of reason - not fundamental to the soul
And I stood tall amongst them
And finally felt whole.

poem by David Keig
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What If We Could See Ahead?

With times looking so very bleak, what if we could take a peek?
Of things that lie ahead for us, those who walk with Christ Jesus.
As it is Christ and Christ alone, who plots the path of all His own,
Man’s destined path, to fulfill, not man’s purpose, but God’s will.

My friend, if indeed man could, look ahead, you think we would?
Knowing that the times ahead, could bring us joy or bring dread.
Is not our tomorrow a mystery, one time in which we cannot see?
Is it God’s shield for all of us, a time for us to employ real trust?

What would be the heart of some, if we knew what was to come?
Within the heart of that individual, if a darker time was God’s will.
God knowing all, who He will test, to be a lighthouse for the rest,
Would it affect how we think, or even cause one’s faith to shrink?

What if some saw no trial ahead; would it skew our faith instead?
Would it cause that heart to swell, with a pride thinking all is well?
Is this why God truly limits man, from knowing God’s entire plan?
While daily guiding all of those, who truly follow Christ who rose?

So we are content in God to know, what pages of Scripture show,
Knowing this is but a temporal time, before an eternal life sublime,
No matter what our life may be, our real home is Heaven, eternally,
When we come to faith in Christ, God promised us an Eternal Life.

(Copyright ©05/2009)

poem by Bob Gotti
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The Vision Was Quite Clear

The vision was quite clear.
At first, it began with a map.
I was walking in a forest.
I was holding the map in my hands.
Then a wall appeared in front of me,
Stopping me abruptly, halting my journey.
Another wall appeared to my left.
Another wall appeared to my right.
Another wall appeared behind me.
I was trapped and without help I would die.
Above me, I heard something.
An angel flew overhead.
'Help me out of here! ' I asked.
He smiled, 'You do not understand.'
It seemed I must stay awhile.
A few days passed by without release.
I was so hungry yet all I had was the map.
The angel suggested I eat the map.
'How else will you stay alive? ' he asked.
But I knew God gave me the map.
I must not eat it for it still had worth.
'I will wait upon the Lord to deliver me! '
The angel smiled and then came the miracle.
Both his wings fell off and fell to me.
'Put them on! ' said the angel.
'You have passed the first test! '
I put the wings upon my back.
I flew upwards to thank him.
The angel accepted my thanks.
In seconds, he disappeared.
I was alone, yet now I could fly.
I flew to the top of the mountain.
I built an altar and worshipped the Lord.
A white cloud appeared above me.
Lightning flashed and burnt my wings.
I was merely a man once more...
Yet I was happy being so close to God.
Knowing I was loved was enough.
Knowing I still had the map for my journey.
Then I heard the voice of God.
'Visions and prophecies, wisdom and love.
All these I will give unto you.
You are My child, adopted forever.
Obey Me and I will bless you... forever...'

poem by Denis Martindale
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She 'Is'...A Child Of God

I stood and observed her,
Searching for disgarded soda cans.
And picking through trash,
From a downtown corner garbage bin!

And as I observed her,
People waiting at a bustop...
Would laugh and begin to mock.
And she would return to them,
A warm inviting grin.

And observing this I began to think,
How peaceful she appeared.
With hair fresh and netted to keep in place.
And a face...
Beautiful and radiantly clear.

She knew 'something' immediately I felt,
Deep within me.
This woman knew exactly who she was.
And in her eyes...
There was not a sign shown she was in denial.

This woman knew exactly what happiness was.
And from where she directly obtained it!

Helpless she appeared.
But a few that observed her,
Like I did...
Knew,
What she kept inside of her endeared!

She did not have to be convinced!
She knew,
She 'is'...
A child of God!

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Vivid Clarity: These Steps I Take

It is the 'who' in me pursued.
Appearing as I do before you...
Without references!
Either those accepted or dismissed.

And depending on your beliefs...
I was 'somewhere' in the heavens,
And 'asked' for this existence.
Whether or not that is true,
I am going to do my best...
To ensure my presence has been felt.

Suggestions given may come after I ask.
I am not seeking charity,
From those on goodwill missions...
Out to prove they have been chosen,
To condition minds...
With a conformed environment as the agenda.
'Peace my brother!
Have you been introduced to the Lord? '

These steps I have taken,
Were made on scraped knees and bruised feet.
Faith, hope and confidence arrived...
To discover me in doubt.
I ain't there no 'mo!

Vivid is my clarity.
These steps I take...
Only God knows what it took to make them.
Yes...
I know the Lord.
If you knew Him you would not have asked me that.

Vivid is my clarity.
These steps I take...
Only God knows what it took to make them.
Yes...
I know the Lord.
If you knew Him you would not have asked me that.

However,
I can tell by your eyes,
This is a fresh discovery?
With a desire to share!
And, I have been there.

I was born to chew, digest and enjoy the scenery!
Not to be caught up and lost in it.
Or bleed dramatically in public.
Without sound of applause.
I use to be shocked...
By the lack of sincere empathy unseen.

Observe. Experience. Feel!
And leave behind appropriate recommendations.
That is my assignment.

Someone, somewhere...
Will eventually find themselves exploring life,
Oppose to hoping for clues to magically appear...
Out of thin air.

With vivid clarity,
Are those steps I take!
And I didn't just awaken.

I began chipping away at obstacles,
When it became apparent...
My tears would not dissolve them!

Observe. Experience. Feel!
And leave behind appropriate recommendations.
That is my assignment.

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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If That's the Path You Are Waiting to Have Cleared

Why have you chosen to climb over those boulders?
And walk your way through the forest,
Instead of following along a trail that has been paved? !

'I chose this as 'my' path!
I wanted to experience...
Those obstacles at my own expense.
To learn and observe as much as I could see.
Without taking it for granted,
I could take advantage of an easier way for me.

And I have no regrets.
How about you? '

I've been waiting now for awhile.
They have discovered an enormous amount of debris,
On my path.

Are you coming 'back' from distances?
Or are you moving along on a journey?

'Well...
I am moving forward,
Hopefully.
There was once a clear path.
I saw some folks on it.
If that's the path you are waiting to have cleared...
To visit or stay...
Or fellowship near.
Best wishes, my 'brutha'.
You got a long wait!

Back there...
Folks like to stay in debate,
As to who should do what...
To get things done!
You should go.

You'll be welcomed and caught up in it,
Before you know it!
That's why I long decided to do my own 'thing'!

Stopping to discuss what action to take...
Is not on my agenda!

Go! Or wait...
Or whatever it is you do!
They will love you!
And they will not believe,
Just how naïve you are! '

poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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“The Journey Called Life”

From where I have started to where will I end,
The journey has been long, winding and tiring.
From nothing to something… it has never been an easy adventure.

I have been tried with luck; tried with hard works;
I am tried with pains and heartaches too…

I have found love and lost it… I have found new one, I’ve tried to keep it.
I have found friends and only few remains,
I have found money, but it never really stays.

The lesson of journey is uncontainable.
I want to move on as life is moving on…
I wish to move on with it, I want to go on its flow.

To an unpredictable journey called life,
Walking alone in this path, with guts and determination.
By God’s grace and guidance.
I want to continue the journey once more…
A journey where people would remember me
As a lady who won a million smiles and conquer goodbyes.

I keep on taking my unavoidable journey in this deep blue sea with struggles and hopes.
Until one day, my journey will bring me to my destiny, that’s then that I will be home.

-aira

poem by Aira Olayvar
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Guidance To A Better Life

Many of us seek out
those older and wiser than ourselves
for the guidance to a better life.
We seek out the old and wiser
learning from the mistakes they made
so as we travel down the same path
we know which pitfalls to look out for
with guidance to a better life.
We can take less wrong turns
and journey forward in the knowledge
we will not make the mistakes they made.
We know life is never easy
so we seek out the guidance
from who have lived it longer than us,
those older and wiser than ourselves
for the guidance to a better life.
Then one day when we are as old as they,
we can pass on our knowledge to those young
who need guidance to a better life.

21 November 2009

poem by David Harris
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God Will Judge

I came upon a fork in the road
And I didn't know which path to take
Should I take the path most traveled upon
As that decision I just have to make.
So I ponder the decision for a while
Till an outcome came to my mind
I would take the one that was less traveled
And truthfully I still know not why.
I started my journey down that path
As down that road I began to walk
I then began to think the thoughts to myself
And also to myself I began to talk.
I came upon two men and a woman arguing
Screaming back and forth about hate and love
I bowed my head and then I walked away
And I said to them, one day GOD he will judge.
I walked down the road a little bit further
Then I noticed water upon the path
It formed a pond which became my mirror
Then I saw myself looking in, so I had to laugh.
I looked so sad and I look so confused
As at first I didn't think that it was me
But they say with age comes wisdom and sadness
So maybe that really was myself looking back at me.
I continued my journey down the path
Just seeing were it was going to take me next
Or will the road just end like how it began
So later in the day I might sit back and reflect.
I then came across some people stealing and fighting
While an innocent man was screaming that's enough
Then like cowards I saw them all just run away
Then I said to the innocent, one day GOD he will judge.
So I continued my journey down that path
Out of curiosity to see where It would take me then
But it took me back to that same fork in the road
My ending was also where my journey did begin.
Then suddenly I had awaken from that dream
My journey was really a dream that I just had
And was it a dream about my very own circle of life
Especially my pain and suffering and what made me sad.
So I sat up in my bed and started reflecting back
Into my soul which is full of sadness of love
I think the dream was telling me do not ever forget
And that also in time to all, GOD He will judge.

Randy L. McClave

poem by Randy McClave
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Walking By Faith...

Don’t Let Me Lose Sight Of You
As I Leap Of Faith Thru Life
I’m Trying To Follow Your Footsteps
Holy Savior, Jesus Christ

We Must Walk Thru Fire, By Faith
And Close The Fear Of Mortal Sight
We Must Journey Bravely
… In Love’s Flight Light

Walking By Faith, I See You
Thru Christ’s Sacred Intercessions
I Am Looking Forward To
All My Scenes Of Sins, Remissions

I Need A View, Not Blocked By Strife
Nor Torrents Of Rain, In Deep Night
Let Me Simply Wipe Them Away
With All Your Forecast Might

I’ll Perceive The Way
By Knowing Whose Will
I’m Walking By Faith
Thru Valleys To Hills

Coming To Where
The Savior Stood
Leading Me To
A Holy Neighborhood

His Precious Tracks
Traced In Blood
Saved Me From Being
Buried In Mud

Don’t Let Me Lose Sight Of You
Let Me Keep Eyes On The Prize
And Keep Me In Your Vision
Under All Cloudy Skies

Don’t Let Me Lose Sight Of You
Even If I Limp, Or Lag Behind
I’ll Never Stray From Faith In You
I’ll Not Go Spiritually Blind

As Long As I Don’t Lose Sight Of You
I’ll See All This Come To Pass Too …

Written & ©: 3/13/10

By: The MoonBee

poem by MoonBee Canady
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Two Steps

Two steps together
Our Myths says
Brings two souls together

Two steps together
Is the surround of
One’s life to another

Two steps together
Can bring the long path
Seeming so far away
To so close that
One can feel the step’s beat
In his own heart.

Two steps together
But,
Will life be just the path of two steps only?
Anyhow, any steps walking is incomplete
If it is not done in two steps
All begins by just two steps together….

poem by Kriti Krits
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Stand in Faith

Stand in faith
Even when you can't see your way
Stand in faith
Even when you feel like you can't face another day
Stand in faith
Even when the tears want to flow from your eyes
Stand in faith
Knowing that our God will always provide
Stand in faith
Even when you feel that all hope is gone
Stand in faith
Knowing that He is always there for you to lean on
Stand in faith
Even when you feel like giving up
Stand in faith
Because He is there... saying, 'Just look up'
Stand in faith
Even in those times you feel so all alone
Stand in faith
Hold on and be strong, for He is still on the throne
Stand in faith
Even when it's hard to believe
Stand in Faith
Knowing that He can change your situation, suddenly
Stand in faith
Even in those times you feel it's hard to pray
Stand in faith
And believe that He has already made the way
Faith is the substance of things hoped for, the evidence of things not seen
So stand in faith
Because you already have the victory!

poem by Nissa Armstrong
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Drunken Peace Within

he gave up his faith in the LORD above
turned his back on the ones he loved.
he felt that the walls were closing in on him
then turned to a bottle of gin.

he always drank himself into a stupor
and he fell down and cut his eyes.
the doctors said he may go blind.

now at a point that he could not see
he turned to his family.

they told him that he allowed himself
to get to this point in life
turned his back on GOD, family, wife.

now if he really needed help
then to pray to the LORD above
for his guidance and his love.

he fell to his knees alongside his bed
and started to pray
and asked the LORD to change his way.
as he knelt there in prayer
his eyes started to clear.

he saw a vision standing there
dressed completly in white
to him it was the most beautiful sight.

he saw hands that reached out to him
and touched his head
as he knelt alongside his bed.

'it said' you have been put through trial and error
and from this day forward, your life will be better.
believe in GOD, as you had done before
and peace and happiness will find you forever more.

and as the vision disappeared
he knew his life he would no longer fear.

poem by Louis Rams
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Protest Of The Phantoms

At the time of dawn,
When the lights went out,
I bolstered my head,
On the pillow,
Closed my eyes,
To loosen my thoughts;
I felt negritude
Extending its limbs,
Into infinity,
And I began to ponder,
On the plight
Of my countrymen, times
We were going through,
And consoled myself
Thinking that we had
Better times to live in;
The era of crimes,
And brutal deeds
We had left far behind.
Our descendants
Would have bright future,
For we made ourselves
Secure from the suiciders,
We built high walls
Around the residences
And installed razor-wire,
Deployed gunmen
At the entrances.

My mind was occupied
With these imaginings,
When I began to behold
The darker images in the dark,
They began to surround
From all sides around,
They were numerous,
They were the phantoms
All of women in Burqas,
Their gloomy, irritated eyes
Were only faintly visible;
They assembled to protest
For a certain demand
And one of them said
With a mournful tone:
“We are passing
Through the darkest era,
The hardest times
Of the human history,
Ask them to do some legislation
At least for rights of the dead,
We are not secure even
Underneath stones of the graves.”

Burqas: Veils

poem by Muhammad Shanazar
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Anyone Can Do The Heartbreak

Take another step
tell another lie
hide another tear
in the corner of your eye
I don't understand
what kind of game is this we're playing
dancin' in the dark
shadow's in the night
slowly going wrong
trying to make it right
the silence is so loud
I can't hear the words we're saying
CHORUS:
Anyone can do the heartbreak
everybody knows the dance
oh it's so easy to do
you tear a dream in two
to kill a true romance
anyone can do the heartbreak
anyone can make love end
it's gonna take a little pain
some fire and some rain
to bring it back again
I know you're afraid
baby so am I
you think you're going to fall
all you want to do is fly
we're up against the wall
and love is the chance we're taking
so baby look into my heart
tell me can't you see
I belong with you
you belong with me
when I hold you in my arms
we can hear the music playing
REPEAT CHORUS
And it's one step forward
and two steps back
well we keep on moving
but we're only losing ground
we've got to turn this love around
REPEAT CHORUS 2X
(fade out)

song performed by by Barry Manilow
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Never to be trapped In negative thoughts

Nothing was going right
Success not to be seen
Failure all around
The world looked like hell
Everybody, a devil
I was sad and depressed
Unable to sleep
I took a pill
Don’t remember
When the eyes closed?
I was going deep
In an unexplored black hole
The journey seemed endless
Didn’t know when it shall end?
I began to fear
Remembered god
Get me out of the mess
Then, I saw ray of light
Felt as if
The journey was come to its end
I heard a voice
Which woke me from my sleep?
Drenched in perspiration
I opened my eyes
Mother standing on my side
Her hands in my hair
Her eyes wet
Don’t worry, she said
Have faith in god and belief in your self
Everything will be all right
My fear gone
Full of hope
I got up from the bed
With greater determination
To work harder for my goal
Never to be trapped
In negative thoughts

poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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