Witness To This Doing
Tell them what you want.
Express this as a wish.
Tell them the obstacles on your path...
You want removed.
You choose them not to exist.
Tell your spirit guides,
Your desires.
And they will abide.
They are near you and want to hear you say...
You want your life lived in a better way.
They will obey.
If you believe and trust in them,
To clear your path!
Just ask.
And become a witness to this doing!
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Knowing Not what’s Ahead
I don’t know what lies ahead, so I look to my Savior instead,
The One Who bore a cross for me, to die a death at Calvary,
He, Who did that for me friend, knows how my path will end,
And so I’ll fix my eyes on Him, as He gives me peace within.
On every path that we trod, we must trust our Lord and God,
For on the path He has us go, our Lord’s desires shall show,
Where that path will end for us, as we follow our Lord Jesus.
And what the outcome will be, within the plan we cannot see.
The Plan of God we must embrace, while living out our days,
As children formed of but dust, an Eternal God we can trust,
For our Lord makes no mistake, on any path He has us take,
As all things work out for good, in His ways not understood.
Whether my path is bright or dim, I must always trust in Him,
He, Who knitted me in the womb, has set up, for me a room,
In His Father’s Home above, where Christ leads by His Love,
Love, He guides me in each day, even upon the darkest way.
Even if I choose my path in life, my way’s directed by Christ,
And upon every path taken, by my Lord I am never forsaken,
Who continues daily leading me, from this earth into Eternity,
Where all things will fall in place, when I see my Savior’s face.
(07/2011)
A story …nothing to say
Flying in the sky wasn't enough
I choose the path to have which was rough.
Dignity and pride moving along with me,
I was the brave one whom all want see.
Like the sky was not enough as much as I thought,
I choose the path but soon the path trouble me too.
Now I am helpless neither I am in sky nor in the path,
What could I do except to survive, cry or die.
Answer
Oh! Little fellow sorry to hear you
But your mouth is not the only mouth to listen,
And your ear is not that which only listen what you speak.
Can you tolerate all of them as you are,
nor in the sky and the path you choose.
I m sorry I can do nothing coz in sky difficult to fly,
In path difficult to survive.
Do what you like, return alone in the sky or choose the next path as you like.
But thing about those dam dignity and pride,
Which will kick you through out the life.
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Spirit Guides
Thank you 'Spirit Guides'
For clearing my path of unwanted obstacles.
And providing my life,
With the correct insight...
To motivate and inspire dreams,
Desired to fulfill and complete...
My appetite for life.
No longer have I chosen,
To walk on paths unguided alone.
Or to stubbornly resist assistance.
Since my needs for you here,
I now know is plainly shown.
Thank you 'Spirit Guides'
For clearing my path of unwanted obstacles.
And providing my life,
With the correct insight...
To motivate and inspire dreams,
Desired to fulfill and complete...
My appetite for life.
No longer have I chosen,
To walk on paths unguided alone.
Or to stubbornly resist assistance.
Since my needs for you here,
I now know is plainly shown.
And as my daily affirmation,
I acknowledge my destination...
With you near,
Has brighter light.
In my mind your presence has been cleared.
No struggles do I endear,
With you here.
With you near.
Spirit Guides assigned to my life...
My eyesight 'sees',
But does not invite nor is chased by fear.
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Faith I Don't Question
How can I 'see' some things and you don't?
That's a good question.
One I can not explain.
When I see a clear path,
I walk on it.
There may be some obstacles.
I face them and move on.
You,
I hear rustling through the brush,
Cussing at the leaves falling from trees.
And criticizing the insects,
And other animals in their natural habitat.
I hear you struggling over aches and pains.
You inflicted them.
On that route you insist you must maintain.
When I see a clear path,
I walk on it.
There may be some obstacles.
I face them and move on.
How can I 'see' some things and you don't?
That's a good question.
One I can not explain.
I make sure the path I'm on,
Has some direction.
And I stay on it with faith,
I don't question.
I just 'do' and let God be my guide!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Remove These Obstacles
Remove these obstacles,
I have now on my path.
I wish to attract happiness...
With a peace of mind,
Coming to find me at last!
I refuse to submit,
To disappointments and hardships.
That past I dismiss with a resistance to conflicts.
And detailed to welcome that,
As a fact of life made for me legit!
Remove I will burdens carried on my back!
I am choosing not to identify,
Confrontations on my path...
I must endure all my life!
I refuse to submit,
To disappointments and hardships.
That past I once lived,
I now dismiss!
Remove these obstacles,
From my mind.
Where I've encouraged their nourishment,
And given them reason to exist!
Remove these obstacles!
Remove them...
I insist!
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My Life, My Colors
Elders hear me loud and clear
I have my rites, you hear
Many paths created
For me to choose from
I will decide which one
Liberated before conception
I am not weak, I have a voice
With all due respect wise Elders
I nearly let you waste, my life and his
Created with love
I have the rite, to love and be loved
To you dear elders
My path may seem grey
Only I will colour it
With colours I choose for my life
In short...
I choose to be who I am
I choose which risks I will take
I choose the colours to pave my path
My life is all about the liberated choices I will make
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In God’s Plan
I need God’s guidance day by day, to help me walk life’s narrow way,
He guides me daily with His Light, as I pass through the dark of night,
God does not leave us comfortless, but fills us with Christ’s joyful bliss,
He gives us His abundant Grace, to help us through the darkest place,
Friend we receive encouragement, from the One who Christ had sent,
The Holy Spirit who lives inside, who also helps us in this life to abide,
To abide in our Lord Jesus Christ, who came and died to give men life.
I simply need to trust and obey, The Spirit’s guiding throughout the day,
God Grants us His sustaining Power, to guide us through the final hour.
On each and every path that I turn, The Lord is there to help me learn,
Friend even in the midst of strife, there’s something to learn in this life,
While learning each and every day, to live for God in an abundant way,
God is the only guide you’ll find, who knows both your heart and mind,
God knows all you’ve been through, and knows where you are going to.
I know the plan that God has for me, a plan which extends into Eternity,
His plan for me began in this life, when I received His Son Jesus Christ.
His plan is to care and prosper me, and all God’s plans will come to be.
God’s plan cannot be thwarted friend, so whatever He starts he will end.
So as each and every day begins, I can in confidence look towards Him,
And when all in this life is said and done, I shall live forever with His Son.
(Copyright ©09/2006)
The Path of Hope
The Path of Hope
The Path of Life is layed before you
Life is like a novel…It has elements
It has Characters
It has Settings
It has a Plot
It has Ideals and Morals
Like Friendship and Love
Like Faith and Sacrifice
Like Fate and Destiny
Like Hope and Despair
There are Paths…Paths of your destiny
The Path of Good or The Path of Evil
The Path of Darkness or The Path of Light
The Path of Hope or The Path of Despair
Only you can choose your path
But chose wisely…For you can’t turn back time
You must follow your heart…For it will guide you
Never give up on your dreams
Always Believe…Trust your heart
Don’t let the bad people get you down
Just Believe,
Trust your Heart,
Have Faith in your Dreams,
Have Hope in the Despair,
Follow the Light in the Darkness
Find the Euphoria in the Sorrows,
Trust your Friends,
Follow the Stars…They will Guide you
May the Stars be a Light for you when all other Lights go out
Life is like a Novel…
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I Will Need Your Eyes By My Side
I'd like to be that for you and more!
To explore the unknown and share.
I'd like to be that...
As I adventure on my life's path.
I wish to express my discoveries...
To amuse and not to bore,
With some depth to leave you pleased.
And hoping we both can share...
While the moments still exist,
For both of us to witness...
This 'wonderment' that blesses,
With such consent.
I'd like to be that for you and more.
Removing obstacles and opening doors.
And if I should miss an opportunity unseen...
Remind me as it approaches.
I would not desire to dismiss,
Any part of this journey...
You and I someday will sit and reminisce.
Enjoying a life bestowed like this.
I'd like to be that for you and more!
Since you have brought an excitement that delights.
And to keep this insightfulness...
I will need your eyes by my side.
To further emphasize the impact of this ride!
And to ensure I don't overlook...
One scene that marvels,
Coming and stuns.
While I may be in absolute awe,
Trying to digest each and every one that comes.
I trust and admire your point of view,
As much as I adore you...
Too!
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Spirit Hawk
Soaring from the astral planes,
To walking bound to earth,
Giving hidden messages,
New idea’s which to birth.
A message from the guides,
A path that must be shown,
Which way on the path you choose,
Is something you must do a lone.
Hear him through the wind,
Feel his energy flow,
Call upon him when you need to,
His presence he’ll make known.
A melody to my Spirit,
A whisper in the wind,
The hawk opened up my heart,
This is where healing must begin.
© 2011 Wind Songs Spiritual Poetry
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Following God
To follow God, it is my choice, as I hear that inner voice,
Of the Spirit of Jesus Christ, guiding me through my life,
To follow Him, as my guide, as Jesus walks by my side,
Guiding me, in all that I do; as He daily sees me through.
Given the choice, if I choose, to walk alone, I could lose,
The peace of God deep inside, when in the Spirit I abide;
Or blessing and joy my friend, as I go around each bend,
But, with Christ, I am content, wherever by God I am sent.
To walk in His Righteousness, life's filled with fruitfulness,
In my deeds along the way, as He guides me, day to day,
Fruitfulness which is from God, as I walk this earthly sod,
While I'm guided from above, in the Spirit's light and love.
If I choose to walk alone, I lose that power, of His Throne,
Power from the Spirit of Christ, to deal with trial and strife,
If I walk opposing the Spirit, ignoring His voice as I hear it,
I am open to the subtlety, of deceptive ways of the enemy.
So my choice is The Lord; my ways by Him aren't ignored,
As The Spirit truly guides me, in life with grace abundantly,
As He helps me live for God, led by Christ's staff and rod,
In this life, as He blesses me, as I'm on my way to Eternity.
(Copyright ©08/2012)
Choosing To Walk On The Right Path
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
Temptations will be there to tease,
With attempts to weaken.
And faces familiar...
Will appear to critique.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Isn't an easy decision one makes.
It takes one to break away,
From barriers attached...
That are difficult to unlatch.
Yet...
Can be done to escape those traps.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Is going to have its obstacles.
And some days will seem impossible.
But that path chosen,
By the one who knows it is correct...
Will never bring to one regret.
If a faith kept is strong.
And an accepting felt within belongs.
Choosing to walk on the right path,
Will prove there to be nothing to fear.
Doubts disappear!
And those things wrong that prick like thorns,
From this right path...
Eventually,
Will be gone!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Objects
To age and witness,
Degrading lives accepted...
With traps of 'things'
That within them bring no happiness.
Hurts to know
The life I love so much,
Seems out of touch
With those who wake up...
Finding nothing to express
A gratitude to profess.
Or confess a possession of pride.
Even if that is kept inside.
And I am thankful to God,
For allowing me just to open my eyes.
Hear the sounds of nature.
And walk on a path that still has obstacles.
I love the way God teases with surprise.
Man made objects never stay the way they are...
To satisfy.
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Grateful I Am I Can Radiate My Appreciation
How do I feel about getting older?
Great!
And the older I get,
It becomes obvious I have learned 'something'.
That's just one of many gifts.
And with the blessings God has bestowed upon me...
I am happy fewer of these questions I have to answer.
No longer am I a bud impatiently waiting to bloom.
That blooming,
For those who choose to see it...
Can be observed without detailed explanation.
Grateful I am I can radiate my appreciation.
Consuming life enjoyed and knowing I'm connected.
And I'll be glad to show you my knees,
Discolored from many hours spent in prayer.
That's how I got from where I was to where I am,
Now.
And wishing to be tomorrow.
With a lesson taught obtained from everyone...
And everywhere!
Until my 'light' no longer reflects.
At one time I thought I had to snap my fingers,
To get what I wanted.
Demanding,
As if I was the only tree in the forest.
With branches that grew,
And leaves needing immediate attention.
Like the new comers do!
I don't have to do that now!
I just ask.
And my desires are delivered.
Asking me if I am spoiled...
Would have been a better question!
But then again,
You would not know that.
You were not near to witness,
How I removed obstacles on my path!
Or myself from shallow whinings!
Dedicated:
To those who have discovered the aging process,
As a blessing possessed with a greater observation.
That reflects upon a journey,
One realizes has been achieved...
By acquiring 'some' success they can personally share,
With belief.
And this needs very little documentation,
As it is lived and not dictated to those left in curiosity!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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Fall From Grace
A fall from Grace can be subtle, when one’s life is one rebuttal,
Of those ways from Jesus Christ, as one lives their earthly life.
A life pursuing their own desires, following ways of carnal liars,
While the Truth they have learned, by their life, now is spurned.
Saved by God’s amazing grace, they now go to a darker place,
Leaving God’s glorious Light, back to ways that seem not right.
No longer obeying the Holy Spirit; spurning Truth as they hear it.
They simply live their life in denial, but blame God for every trial.
Leaving God’s sure narrow way, onto a worldly path, day to day,
Headed down a darkened path, that will end in Righteous Wrath,
Anger of a Righteous God, to turn them from the path they trod,
From the present slippery slope, back to a stable path of Hope.
God’s conviction they dismiss, as they fabricate an empty bliss,
A deception that they are free, from the life they’d led previously.
When they abided in The Lord, before, by sins, they were allured,
Now thinking, all is well within, while their life caters to all their sin.
But, now gone, is the peace inside, when in Christ they did abide,
Not only is that peace denied, but from the Lord they cannot hide.
Who will seek until their restored, back unto the side of their Lord,
That they’ll find, as the only place, of joy and peace, is His Grace.
The Excitement You Express is Fantastic
I understand,
In full detail...
Where you have been.
And come from with your logic.
I need not take time to waste mine,
For your updates.
Any patience I once had,
You may have been familiar with...
At a time you fidgited as I taught,
No longer exist...
To give to you in a listening process.
Although,
I will say this...
You make me feel proud.
'Someone' has finally seen 'something'!
Now,
With that said...
Will you remove yourself off my path.
The excitement you express is fantastic.
Keep that.
However...
If you notice my enthusiasm not being as great,
It has been exhausting completing the assignment...
Of opening people's eyes,
From their hypnotizing attachments.
Now,
With 'that' said...
Will you remove yourself off my path.
The excitement you express is fantastic.
Keep that.
You are going to need that.
Plenty of it.
So preserve it.
Trust me!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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He That Hath Ears
'He that hath an ear, let him hear what the Spirit saith unto the churches.'-
St. John the Divine.
The Spirit says unto the churches,
'Ere ever the churches began
I lived in the centre of Being-
The life of the Purpose and Plan;
I flowed from the mind of the Maker
Through nature to man.
'I sleep in the glow of the jewel,
I wake in the sap of the tree,
I stir in the beast of the forest,
I reason in man, and am free
To turn on the path of Ascension
To the god yet to be.
'I was, and I am, and I will be;
I live in each church and each faith,
But yield to no bond and no fetter,
I animate all with my breath;
I speak through the voice of the living,
And I speak after death.'
The Spirit says unto the churches
'The dead are not gone, they are near;
And my voice, when I will it, speaks through them,
Speaks through them in messages clear.
And he that hath ears, in the silence
May listen and hear.'
The Spirit says unto the churches,
'So many the feet that have trod
The road leading up into knowledge,
The steep narrow path has grown broad;
And the curtain held down by old dogmas
Is lifted by God.'
poem by Ella Wheeler Wilcox
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On That Path
I'm on that path,
So was my mother,
I'm on that path,
Just like my brother.
I'm on that path,
I didn't know my father,
I'm on that path,
And i am the master.
I'm on that path,
upon the good, straying from evil.
I'm on that path-
There is no cheating.
I'm on that path,
God knows i need him.
I'm on that path,
and i hope i'm never leaving ;)
the HEARTbraker
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Endless Journey
The journey we make in life is long and hard. This
journey which has its crossroads. . . when we get to them.
we have to decide on which road to take, what path to
make and what's down that road. This journey that we must make has many obstacles,
many detours, many signs. We see the signs, but never
heed its warnings, we see the detours in life, but seem
to stray the other way. Life is rough and so is this journey that we're making.
This journey we make has its trail of tears and its path
of happiness, the two never meeting. When finally, we choose our path, we must follow it to
the end, to the end of its road, which is our destiny in
life. That's when life begins.
poem by Anthony Taimanglo Taitano
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Follow the Path of Awareness
Follow the path to awareness.
You will notice it is not paved!
It is not aligned with floral scents.
It may have threatening obstacles on it.
But...
Follow the path of awareness.
Let those go who choose to skip,
And frolic along with inducements.
Nothing will change the minds,
Of those who wish to find roses...
They did not grow.
Or suffer through their planting.
No one does this,
For something that they've done...
To be easily picked.
It's just common sense.
And so many live without any of it!
Follow the path of awareness.
And you will see...
How all of the pieces fit together!
poem by Lawrence S. Pertillar
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