A Book
A volume speaks of divine actions and rigorous mathematics
Of the soul as a light of heaven.
A book reads of writing and matter of energy, of work
And the studies binding us in flames and ruination, of pleasure.
A word is like a nothing, a liver and a heart is strangely so,
The merger of phrases have Paradise.
poem by Naveed Akram
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To Know The Word of the Spirit Original 01 16 2011
TO KNOW THE WORD
OF THE SPIRIT:
Original 01 16 2011
To know the word as motive
Know that God speaks the nous
Between his will and knowledge
Prerogatives of vision and reason
To know the word as verbal
Know that God speaks transcendent
Nous -to know the word as noun
Know God speaks the tone of you
To know the word as poem read
To know the word as pronoun
Know that god does not speak
Of you god speaks to you
To know the word as adverb
Know that God does not speak
About you God speaks through you
To know the word as adjective
Know that God speaks by you
To know the word as preposition
Know God speaks from the heart
To know the word as poem write
To know the word is off the table
Know that God knows who sops
And all that was [was] forgiven
To know word as free verse
To know the word as parable
Know that God speaks nous
To know that God has spoken
Know pain and pleasure in spirit.
Lee Mack copyright 2009. ISBN # 0615318347. Do not reproduce without permissions.
poem by Lee B. Mack
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Not a Cage, But Stage, Where Hell or Heaven Is Built!
Each Soul is divine,
Divine journey of divine spark,
That journey as per divine plan!
Your children are not your children,
They are guests visiting you,
As scheduled by divine hands,
They are here with their own destiny and fate,
who is able to state, When who is at what state?
Your friends and relatives too,
Are on their journey own,
Remember the love and affection shown!
Love and understanding
are in the heart of those here rejoice,
Concentric spheres that look solid,
Just like Onions with layer after layer,
Nothing found when peeled,
But, Everything when properly lived!
Solid looking spheres are not solids,
They are energy layers,
waves of different pattern and kinds,
Ah! Look they are of different layers,
Matter that matters us,
is not the matter,
It is energy layers,
May be children or kiths and kins,
What we look is that
How we look,
How we look is what we are!
Our house is not our house until we own,
Our body is not ours,
Our mind is not our own,
Our soul is not ours,
Until we own and master it!
Our goal is not our goal,
Goalless we can't live,
Only goal we find here is peaceful coexistence,
peaceful exit from this Life's cage,
It is not the cage but the stage on which,
Hell or heaven built or felt!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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I dream one night
I dream one night
that I stand in front of the Creator
and flames lash glowing,
from His mighty throne.
There’s a black book in His hand
and I see Him writing something in it
and wonder what He is doing?
There’s peace and great angels
around His throne
and I am almost blinded,
by the sheer light of it all.
All around me every thing is white and pure
and I feel as if I can escape away,
to somewhere in the earth.
It’s terrible to be before One,
that reads every deed
and thought accurately
and His voice speaks in my head
and I watch Him while I shake with fear.
What do you want from Me?
Resounds immediately in my thoughts
and I see how I get angry with my brother
and I think,
teach me to love my fellow man
and when I suddenly wake up;
I see how the clock
ticks of the minutes before midnight.
poem by Gert Strydom
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Only The Young
I havent listened to a word youve said
Ive been wandering inside my head
Dont care what you think of me
You only see what you want to see
So here I am in my paradise
In my heaven everything is alright
Only the young stay young I said
Speaks the kid inside my head
Only the young stay young inside
Only the young - only the young
Only the young - only the young
Ive been around for a long time
Losing my way but not my mind
So I drink and play you along
But who cares when the fire burns on
So Im out here in my paradise
Its my heaven and it feels so right
Only the young stay young I said
Speaks the kid inside my head
Only the young stay young inside
Only the young stay young I said
Speaks the kid inside my head
Only the young stay young at heart
Only the young - only the young
Only the young - only the young
Live your life - in this time
Weve only today - drink lifes wine
Dont be fooled
Dont believe what they say
Dont believe what they say
I havent listened to a word youve said
Say what you like
Youre not in my head
Time goes with each breath we take
It rules the world the day we awake
So here I sit here in my paradise
Dont give a damn everything is alright
song performed by by Uriah Heep
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Knockin’ On Heaven’s Book
On heaven’s book
You go knocking
With hope to enter
A merciful piece,
A paradise' place
Which would avoid
All evil’s faces
Settled as a hook.
Such place doesn’t exist
And it will be vain
To knock at any doors,
Thinking that behind,
Heaven and Hell
Can be separated,
Can be isolated.
Such place doesn’t exist.
As long as there is
Night gloom then day light,
Heaven and Hell
Are from the same material.
The two sides
Of one single whole.
Heaven as Hell
Exist only in us even,
Deep in our heart.
The battle settles there,
And nowhere else.
On heaven’s book
You go knocking
With hope to enter
A peaceful land.
and this land does exist.
Its name is
YOUR SOUL
And it’s made
Of the same material
Than Heaven and Hell:
E.T.E.R.....N.I.T.Y
Note: dedicated to Shashendra Amalshan's poem 'The Devil's hook and the Heaven’s book'
poem by Jeffe Ovie
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Also, if nothing else, writing this book has really changed the way I experience bookstores. I have a whole different appreciation for the amount of work packed into even the slimmest volume on the shelves.
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Sarah Palin - now don't laugh - is writing a book. Not just reading a book, writing a book. Actually, in the word of the publisher, she's 'collaborating' on a book. What an embarrassment! It's one of these 'I told you,' books that jocks do.
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I think there are different ways of being rigorous, and I am asking people to be as rigorous in their pleasure as in their criticism.
quote by Barbara Kruger
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The work with which we embark on this first volume of a series of theological studies is a work with which the philosophical person does not begin, but rather concludes.
quote by Hans Urs von Balthasar
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She
Bring back that 'hair-down', unguarded mystery
I liked it better when your tightrope walked on me
Board up my window, prepare for a hurricane
You have a way of breaking through my barricade
You give me all-new games to play
You set me soul free
Now every word that she speaks to me is pure gold
She set my soul free
She give me love, give me hope, give me strength to bear my faults for you
Was my intention to take control again?
Somehow you got me on the ropes of my own plan
To turn up the volume and make you dance for me
Release some pressure so that I can turn and see
Spirit manifests as 'She'
You set me soul free (you set my soul free)
Now every word that she speaks to me is pure gold
She set my soul free (she set my soul free)
She give me love, give me hope, give me strength to bear my faults for you
Like a flower
I can see but I can't feel
Oh yeah
And nothing that you do could ever make me run, run away from you
I never knew, I never knew she could
She set my soul free
Now every word that she speaks to me is pure gold
She set my soul free (she set my soul free)
She give me love, give me hope, give me strength to bear my faults for you
song performed by by Live
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A Scientist and A Poet!
Strange are these men,
people can enjoy their work,
one can't compare these,
but let us try end enjoy!
Scientist and Poet,
One studies the worlds,
And another studies words,
Both can be above human mind,
One play with his logic and another plays word magic!
Both scientists and Poets,
Meditate,
One upon his experiments,
And another upon mind,
One studies cause and effect in this world,
Another studies love and affectaction of world!
One take pains work for some purpose,
Another can lie under the nose,
Both stumble on luck,
Scientist discovers a truth,
Poet always plays with so many of them!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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The Poems Come Out Of My Soul
THE POEMS COME OUT OF MY SOUL
The poems come out of my soul-
They are my soul-
They are the writing I do to stay alive
They hold me in the world
And give me faith in myself-
Without them now
I would be wandering in the universe
As if I were dead matter and dead energy
Scattered to the farthest empty places
And with no hope of ever being human
And giving off any real light again.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Pleasure
Pleasures in my car
Even in the bar as Im searching
In the love thats strong
Breathing in the song, Im learning
(I am learning)
Pleasure in the sand
Warm within the hand shes holding
It is on the screen
Adventures at ninteen, Im searching
I am searching in my heart
Pleasure in my heart
Never let us part for pleasure
Work,work today
Never let them pay for pleasure
Leave or lose her from my heart.
Pleasure is your name
I accept he blame for falling
It is down the phone
Living in your home,Im calling
(I am calling)
Pleasure is a word
When love is left unheard,its burning
It is on the screen
Adventures at ninteen, Im searching
I am searching in my heart.
Why do you feel like breaking my heart?
What made you feel like breaking my heart tonight?
Now I am crying,now I am crying.
Pleasure in my heart
Never let us part for pleasure
Work,work today
Never let them pay for pleasure
Leave or lose her from my heart.
song performed by by Spandau Ballet
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Saved By Light
Dannion Brinkley
was 'Saved By The Light'
all spiritual writing
in the book he writes.
Yes, he says we
are powerful
Spiritual beings
coming to this plane,
to help inspire and change.
He was asked like many
who die and come back to tell,
'What Love have you given,
or did you make life on Earth hell? '
Now not quite those words,
but haven't you heard,
you can affect people
with small little things,
there is a chain reaction
from what your action brings.
So let your actions be of
Consciousness thought,
that helps people grow
and not stay in their lot.
Dannion words are true,
I met him and
he speaks firsthand to you.
Believe what you can,
read his book to see his view.
poem by Suzae Chevalier
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The Book Of Life Was Opened
The Book of Life was opened
And a name was written down
All of heaven stood and gazed
Not a movement, not a sound
The angels watched in silence
As the story did unfold
And from the pages of the book
The story it was told
And life sprung up from off the page
These words became a man
The angels gasped to see such work
To see God's mighty plan
A soul was fashioned in His hand
And how, no one could tell
It was marvelous and wonderful
And this my soul knows well
Where could I go from you Spirit Lord?
Could I hide in the depths of the sea?
No matter where I run to Lord
You still come after me
I could take the wings of the morning
And fly into the darkest night
And there be blinded by the darkness
And you would come and give me sight
I could ascend to the highest heaven
And I would find you there
I could fall to the lowest pits of hell
And discover that you are everywhere
And so you came and sought me out
Even in this hell dark place
For the day and night are both alike
As they gaze upon your face
For in the glorious light of heaven
There is no darkness that can stand
For through the very gates of hell
You came and took me by the hand
And you laid your hand upon me
That hand that gave me birth
That hand that knew me through and through
Before I came to earth
For before the earth was fashioned
That Book was in your hand
Before the sun shone in the sky
All of this was planned
Oh search me God and know my heart
That sin may have no place in me
For I was covered by your Blood
That precious Blood of Calvary
This sin it would assault my soul
And rob and steal and take from me
The testimony of my King
And what He did on Calvary
But praise the Lord there is no power
Neither hell nor death nor misery
Can come against the precious work
The precious work of Calvary
How precious are your thoughts to me
They're more in number than the sand
I'll praise you Lord eternally
My name was written by your hand.
poem by Frank McEleny
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Psalm 139
The Book of Life was opened
And a name was written down
All of heaven stood and gazed
Not a movement, not a sound
The angels watched in silence
As the story did unfold
And from the pages of the book
The story it was told
And life sprung up from off the page
These words became a man
The angels gasped to see such work
To see God's mighty plan
A soul was fashioned in His hand
And how, no one could tell
It was marvelous and wonderful
And this my soul knows well
Where could I go from you Spirit Lord?
Could I hide in the depths of the sea?
No matter where I run to Lord
You still come after me
I could take the wings of the morning
And fly into the darkest night
And there be blinded by the darkness
And you would come and give me sight
I could ascend to the highest heaven
And I would find you there
I could fall to the lowest pits of hell
And discover that you are everywhere
And so you came and sought me out
Even in this hell dark place
For the day and night are both alike
As they gaze upon your face
For in the glorious light of heaven
There is no darkness that can stand
For through the very gates of hell
You came and took me by the hand
And you laid your hand upon me
That hand that gave me birth
That hand that knew me through and through
Before I came to earth
For before the earth was fashioned
That Book was in your hand
Before the sun shone in the sky
All of this was planned
Oh search me God and know my heart
That sin may have no place in me
For I was covered by your Blood
That precious Blood of Calvary
This sin it would assault my soul
And rob and steal and take from me
The testimony of my King
And what He did on Calvary
But praise the Lord there is no power
Neither hell nor death nor misery
Can come against the precious work
The precious work of Calvary
How precious are your thoughts to me
They're more in number than the sand
I'll praise you Lord eternally
My name was written by your hand.
poem by Frank McEleny
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Waiting for That Final Song of heart!
Waiting for the Final,
The grand finale of my life,
Waiting for that final deliverance,
the Final song to flow,
melting all frozen thoughts,
In the light of opening of lotus, billion petal each glow with galactical shine!
Waiting for that intuition,
Burning and evaporating everything irrelevant,
all ignorance and weakness,
Publication of self by self itself,
Sublimation of sublime essence to spread all over,
Filling the large vacuum between religions,
Blaze of light billion galaxies bright within,
Show the path of universal religion,
breaking barriers of religions,
cracking humanity by valley between
mountainous thoughts,
Let every heart know what stuff
created itself!
Let Truth shine at every door step,
Man who been able to realise
The one harnessed atomic energy,
Can't he find the all potential Love,
The binding energy of atoms,
Manifest as binding energy of hearts,
Heart is that reactor;
This powerful energy can be harnessed,
Rulers of nations rose and fell,
So many born to kill and die,
Those rulers tried to kill spirit of love!
But neither able to kill,
Nor able to take anything,
the fragrant rose of love,
smiled with every dawn!
O man, know the light of love,
God is that love who is binding all,
It is his unimaginable binding force,
which binds every heart,
Heart that know that strength, that all powerful energy,
Harnessed in the heart,
total submission is the that ultra device,
Freewill is its another face,
Just know that faces,
Life itself is that Self creator,
sustainer and destroyer of universe!
This aging leaf Know some day it has to fall,
Before that fall, want to sing a ever green song,
When joyously enjoy the fall;
New green leaves may sing,
Song reverberated beyond atmosphere,
Song that sung forever by the infinite eternal!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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With All The Reading and Writing I Do
With all the reading and writing I do
With all the work of the mind and heart
There comes a time
It can be any time
There comes a time
When the Poem must enter-
The Poem?
The deeper feeling-
The Music of the soul-
What I most need to say inside
The Writing which somehow surpasses all the other
In its inner intensity in its deepest feeling –
I write a poem now
All my heart mind soul
Go into every word and phrase.
The Poem? The Poem?
For which I write to live
And which through writing
I most live in Writing-
The Poem that this is.
poem by Shalom Freedman
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Today... 'The Word
Word of love and the Word made flesh
Word incarnate forever blessed
Word of life and the Word of light
Word of power and Word of might.
Word that was spoken, Word of the Lord
Word of the Law and the Word of God
Word of peace and Word eternal
Word of truth and last Word of all.
Word of wisdom and the Word of healing
Word from heaven, a Word so appealing
Word fulfilling the Word of prophecy
Word of the Spirit and Word of destiny.
Word of exhortation and Word of grace
Word of encouragement and Word of faith
Word of promise and a Word of insight
Word from the beginning and Word of delight.
Word of knowledge and a Word of boldness
Word of peace and the Word of righteousness
Word of the covenant and Word of love
Word of the Father from heaven above.
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Just Between You And Me
Just between you and me
By Peter Wolf
Staring at each other with accusing eyes
Keep our voices low you don't act surprised
If the word gets out yeah that's all right
I know your just looking for some sympathy
But listen you don't know how it gets back to me
Your getin' reckless girl
But that's all right
Now don't you know that one cold words gonna' lead to another
Then we'll have nowhere to go
Even if heaven and earth collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the world can see
Its just between you and me
I see telltale signs of a lover declined
She got something' to say
He don't take the time
I don't understand
But that's ok
Now you can turn the page or you can tear me apart
Don't make an open book out of my private heart
You should know better now
That's alright
Don't you know that one cold words gonna' lead to another
Then we'll nowhere to go
Even if heaven and earth collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the word can see
It's just between you and me
It's just between you and me
If we don't work this out we won't recover
We'll lived this out with love for one another
But with all I've heard and all I've seen
I'm still lost in the mystery
Again we're staring at each other with accusing eyes
Keep our voices low don't act surprised
If a word gets out yeah that's all right
And don't you know that one cold words gonna' lead to another
Then we'll have nowhere to go
Even if heaven collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the world can see
Its just between you and me
Even if heaven and earth collide tonight
We'll be all alone in a different light
I don't care what the world can see
Its just between you and me
Its just between you and me
Heaven and earth
I don't understand
All alone
Cold
Cold
Gonna' leave tonight
Heaven and earth
All alone
All alone
All alone
Heaven and earth
song performed by by Foreigner
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