Eternal Trail
The trail that leads to eternity on this Earth?
We see a diviner purpose to the trial,
We’re searching for the exact system,
The real approach to humanity is within us.
The trial of the pathway so grandly admired
Is so straight that the birds and the animals smile.
The bird shall fly with wings of gold,
Then we strive more than the animals.
Human trials and tribulations surprise nobody
But the judge of nature, and the world of delight.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Animals
I know what I need I need you
I cant see nothin else all I can see is you
I dont care what they say about my state of mind
I know whats good for me and you are just my kind
We are animals we are animals we are animals we are animals
I know what I want I want you
Shed your cloths forget your codes
You know this is nothing new
I smell your scent I taste your sweat
I feel this passion too
Lets trust our senses not our minds
Lets break all the rules
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
Come with me run with me leave this world behind
Come to me come with me I know that we will find
We are animals we are animals
We are animals we are animals
We are animals
We are animals
(m.charlton)
Copyright 1989 elgin music
song performed by by Nazareth
Submitted by Lucian Velea
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Grief and Trials
The grief from this world my friend, in my heart shall one day end,
Until then He sows His peace, giving my heart much needed relief.
In this world we’ll have tribulation; this was Christ’s own revelation.
But Christ has overcome the world, and this message I must herald.
Friend, be of good cheer in a trial, for earthly trials last only a while.
We can press on with sure certainty, for ahead is a blissful eternity.
Thou I am tried, I will be like gold, this is what in The Word I am told.
I am tried in the fires of this life, while in the hands of Jesus Christ.
I will persevere through each fire, as purifying me is His only desire.
For I know the plan God has for me, it is not to harm, but prosperity.
I need to reflect upon the cross, it was my gain, but looked like loss.
This life’s fiery trials are my cross, as Christ purifies me of my dross.
Friend I know what’s ahead for me, not on this earth, but in eternity.
What lies ahead is a blissful shore, in Paradise above forevermore.
While on earth, more trials ahead, for this is what my Lord had said.
After this trial of life is endured, there waits for me an eternal reward.
For all persecuted for the Lord, great in Heaven will be their reward.
For all longing to see Jesus Christ, waiting for them is a crown of life.
Former things will be no more, when we behold the face of The Lord.
Tears He will wipe from every eye, as we enter His presence on high.
Daily Trials
In life, we face many trials
to test who we are.
Each day when we awake
a new trial begins
to test our faith in humanity.
Only when the day is over
and we look back
at all that we have done
do we know
if our daily trial was won.
22 September 2008
poem by David Harris
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The Mystic And The Realist
in his poem 'To the Cuckoo' Wordsworth described the bird as a mysterious thing
As if a bird's voice without a bird out of nowhere did sing
As he told he searched for the bird on bush and sky and tree
And yet that voice to him remained as a great mystery.
John Clare the poet from Helpston where he lived when he was young
Once got so close to the cuckoo that he even see her tongue
A leading student of Nature's ways Nature he did not mystify
He never told of searching for a mysterious bird in bush and tree and sky.
Poor John Clare had a mental illness by life he was given a raw deal
But he did see Nature for what she is he see Nature as real
The birds and animals that lived around him he intimately knew
And to the reality of Nature till death he remained true.
The Mystic and the Realist they see things differently
What was a real bird to one to the other was a mystery
What makes us all interesting is that we are more different even than we realize
And we see the World around us through very different eyes.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Like Animals
I like the animals that fight and die,
Their offspring come from all quarters and lie
On the ground.
Like animals and questions they, the humans, prove
That godly decisions are made in exact move.
The movement I approve of is that of human and male
And female, of those quizzes, of that innocent help to be sale.
The exact huts to be housing us are to be housing them,
The animals,
And the actual acts of the like no one adores.
This looks like a breach of the treaty like no other,
It reminds me of oil and fuel to question a mother.
poem by Naveed Akram
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Through Our Journey
Another new journey in this life, one where uncertainty’s rife,
As I finish leg number two, I know God will see me through,
Even if the journey’s long, The Lord fills my heart with song,
Two more legs, maybe three, but, I know it leads to Eternity.
Even while the uncertainties rail, I know my Lord shall prevail,
As God will help me and my wife, through this trial in our life,
For I’m hers and she is mine, and we must let our Lord shine,
As Christ guides us together, in His Light which lasts forever.
Through this trial we shall cope, with eyes fixed on our Hope,
Christ, who as in times before, will guide us to that final door,
One He’ll help us close behind, while giving us peace of mind,
When He delivers both of us, through this trial in, Christ Jesus.
In the trial, Christ helps us grow, but, God also wants to show,
Unsaved friends and family, what only trials may let them see;
The grace God grants both of us, as in Him we place our trust,
While we know and understand, both our lives are in His Hand.
We still may not know the end, but, Christ, our God and friend,
Shall be with us at every turn, as we hope loved ones will learn,
To see His faithfulness and love, to seek The Lord God above,
So that our friends and family, can live with us through Eternity.
(Copyright ©09/2010)
Previously Intellingent Mammals
There are some animals
that they grow up very slow.
They believe that this world
is made and turns only around them.
That the joy and happiness
must be the only purpose of their life.
That if they want to survive
they must exterminate all the other animals.
That the life is very short
and unique to be somebody patient.
There are some animals that don't
accept death as a part of their life.
Some of them wish to be another animal
A stronger animal, more clever, better looking.
There are some animals
that they live very different
from all the other animals
Call them.....................man.
poem by Constantinos Grigoriadis
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Fires And Floods
Through the fire, even the flood, how can we, for God, not bud?
Bud and with a peace blossom, with the peace from God’s Son.
Through a trial, on the side, are men without the One who died,
Christ, who died upon a cross, to bring God’s Peace to the lost.
But now Christ lives in all of us, those who in Him put their trust,
And fills us with the Peace of God, in trials on this earth we trod.
In trials bringing us to our knees, He fills us with a gentle peace,
A peace that lightens any load, to continue on the present road.
God’s purpose of life’s small fires, has from Him but one desire,
To purge new lives of old dross, through the power of the cross.
Transforming men to be like Him, as He purges us from old sin,
Keeping us in life’s darkest hour, with Christ’s sustaining power.
Through the power of the Blood, we receive Grace in the flood,
Changing those who do believe, and helping others to receive,
The Lord Jesus as their Savior, Who becomes their Sustainer,
Christ who becomes their Light, when the trial is dark as night.
When we endure a trying time, it could be part of God’s design,
To help someone close at hand, in a trial, to better understand,
That Christ, who brings us Hope, helps us in our trials to cope,
In a world that’s lacking peace, with His joy, that will not cease.
In Karma The Price We Must Pay
Birds and arboreal animals need every bush and tree
When their homes are destroyed by humans they must fight for a new territory
And if in securing new homes they are unsuccessful they become homeless and slowly die
I speak a fact of Nature and Nature does not lie.
The wildlife where trees are removed must search for homes elsewhere
Others they must try for to dispossess one reason wild creatures are becoming rare
Is that their habitat is being destroyed due to human financial greed
That the root cause of species extinction leads to human kind is so sad to say indeed.
Humans wage war on their own kind and war on Nature as well
How this will affect future generations of humans only time alone will tell
That what we do to Nature to our own selves we do is true
Since from her we will receive the Karma the Karma we are due.
Birds and arboreal animals need trees to live on and when their trees are cut away
They will have to fight for homes elsewhere since where they are they cannot stay
What goes around always comes around as some do like to say
And for our abuse of Nature in Karma the price we must pay.
poem by Francis Duggan
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We Do Not Own Nature
Of Nature's ways we will never be aware
If the World with her creatures we do not wish to share
We dispossess the birds and animals when we cut their trees down
To make more room for development on the outskirts of town
Despite the discovery of cloning and the advanced science of today
Extinction is forever and will remain that way
Human tampering with Nature is not a good thing
And the praises of such I for one cannot sing
Genetic modification of crops and the cloning of life forms should never take place
Human tampering with Nature is humanity's disgrace
Though many with what I say may well disagree
Leave Nature to Nature that's how it should be
We do not own Nature to her we belong
And if you feel differently you've got it wrong.
poem by Francis Duggan
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True or false
Really animals do have it made.
Feeding them comes directly from God.
With us(people being the middle men)
Now give that a twist or two in your head.
People are always complaining
Never really wanting to compromise
And they pet themselves on the back
And that they are wise...?
I wonder what a birds eye view would be...
Let me see, says the bird:
'After hearing people feeling sorry for themselves
Whenever I am in ear shot..
Some how that just thicking's the human plot,
The humans have and have and not's.
After work they made go lay in the shade
Bitching: (is when one person can't seem to share with the other
Person.
But yet and still animals are fed.
...can people say that much of themselves?
Yet I am a bird and I share what I can.
And may just wake up some day as someone's
Oooo, La, la!
Look at her driving that big car,
While people in a distance place who can't really get to far
Draught is not as catching to all
Nor does it has sex appeal.
Look at him drinking his coffee everyday
While plotting on a friend or two...during his day
Killing each other for sport, fun, anger and whatever else
People deem that is correct.
Really we animals are dumb...
But damn!
Check where the human's are coming from.
I've heard a human speak of someone in passing
A jack and a Jill...how they both rolled down a hill?
Now most human children grow up and kill.
Just a birds luck...
poem by whisperkwane Lamb
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I'd Like To Know More About Nature
I'd like to know more about Nature for of Nature so little i know
Though we see the beauty she creates and the beautiful things she does grow
Her rill that is born by the mountain flows downland by many a hedgerow
And it swells into a mighty river and on towards the ocean does flow.
I'd like to know more about Nature for Nature is an amazing thing
The song bird who sings in your garden sings the same song his father did sing
This is just one wonder of Nature how a small bird remembers a song
And passes it on through his genes to his offsprings a secret that to Nature belong.
I'd like to know more about Nature for of Nature i know little at all
Though i just like billions of others can recognize some birds and animals by their call
Great human minds have studied Nature but they only do learn to realize
That there is far more to our Earth Mother far more to her than meets our eyes.
I'd like to know more about Nature though i look at her every day
She guards her secrets with secrecy and from us she hides them away
And those who say they know all of Nature are those who do broadcast a lie
And Nature she lives on forever and we like all of her life forms must die.
poem by Francis Duggan
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I Begged God for My Life
I cursed the birds
Their droppings soiled my clothes
I cursed the animals
Their droppings soiled my feet
While walking on the beach
I cursed the insects
For eating flowers in my garden
I took a gun
Killed the birds and the animals
Sprayed deadly poison
On the the insects
I was feeling happy
As if I had conquered the world
I heard god’s voice
What should I do with you my son?
You soiled my world
By killing my
Birds, insects and animals
For your greed and lust
I begged god for my life
Promised him to
Treat man, animals alike
Preserve his world
With all my might
poem by Nirantar Dr.Rajendra Tela
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The second trial was a fair trial. I do not call it a second trial. I call it a fair trial, as opposed to the first trial, which was an unfair trial, a Roman holiday.
quote by Sam Sheppard
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Named of animals
Some budy
Angry monkey...
Some budy walking
A elephant...
Some budy theft
A cat...
Some budy
Are some to animals...
For male and female
Human's...! ?
Humans are not
Human's...
Catch the animals
For some time
Some wear...
Human's are
Animals...
Named of animals...!
poem by Otteri Selvakumar
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Judge Not
They don't judge, these animals
With four legs, fur and tail.
Nor yet the fish within the sea,
With flippers who set sail,
Upon the turbulent seas of life
With courage and with vigour,
Their journeys whether long or short
Completed with such rigour.
They give to us with e'er a smile
Our hearts to surely gladden
Accompanying us along the way
And cheer us when we sadden.
Qualities unique they humbly carry
No ego and no pride
And when we have need we can just call
And they are by our side.
But where are we when they are crushed down.
When their body is frail and weak.
When they look with imploring eyes at us,
No ego; trusting, and meek?
We are not there in their hour of pain,
When the world has against them turned
Shame on the humans who walk away,
Leaving our animals spurned.
No they don't judge, these animals
With feather fur and tail.
They give to us without a thought,
And ever them we fail.
So listen close my human friends.
If you never listen again.
Ask yourself just who is there
When your life is full of pain.
Then turn around and see the truth
That the qualities animals bear
Will never for we humans be
For to have them, means you care!
poem by Rosi Caswell
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Quiet Before The Storm
Just as the quiet before the storm, life can take on a similar form,
In time of quietness and peace, a storm of life can be unleashed;
An interruption within one’s life, bringing also, unwelcomed strife,
Even though a trial may be brief, it can bring much pain and grief.
We hear thunder from afar, with lighting bright, as an evening star,
Striking to all, not just a spark, an immense bolt piercing the dark;
We may see a sign in our home, of a trial, which we may bemoan,
Sure enough, in a time ahead, are problems, anyone would dread.
A storm cannot be hindered by, anything below the darkened sky,
The wrath of a storm will be poured, just as ordered, by The Lord;
Even so, trials to all will come, regardless of where they are from,
Allowed into the believer’s life, by the providence of Jesus Christ.
Just as the storm rolls away, and then the darkness turns to gray,
And soon the sun is again in sight, as all that gray turns into light;
We too, can see light at the end, of our dark trial, my dear friend,
As that dark trial is lifted from us, when in Christ, we put our trust.
Trials like storms will affect all, some will be big, others are small,
But all are sent by God’s design, to mold us in this temporal time,
Fitting us for the Lord’s Kingdom, when trials will no longer come,
Time far beyond the Crystal Sea, with God in a storm free eternity.
(Copyright ©07/2009)
Once A Place Of Natural Beauty
Once a place of natural beauty for all to be enjoyed
Due to the financial greed of developers the park has been destroyed
Most of the trees shelter for the ringtail and brush tail possums have been cut away
It is an ugly sight that I do gaze upon today.
Huge mounds of earth and clay dug up by bulldozers an ugly sight to see
The destruction of natural habitat for development does seem all wrong to me
The birds and tree dwelling animals need every bush and tree
The financial greed of the wealthy few give rise to Nature's poverty.
The money hungry developers they do not understand
That you render most of the local wildlife homeless when you take from them their land
That in their fights for new territories many of them will die
These are known facts I speak of and facts do never lie.
Just mounds of earth and white clay where beauty did reside
Most of the birds and animals who lived here through dispossession would have died
The destruction of their natural habitat to extinction only lead
For many of Nature's birds and animals losing out to human greed.
poem by Francis Duggan
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God’s Tapestry
Trials and tribulation in this life, is mentioned to us by Jesus Christ,
Bringing to us pain in many ways, as we live out these earthly days.
Reasons for many we don’t know; purpose in Glory God will show,
How our trials were used by God, upon the temporal paths we trod.
For all of our lives is a tapestry, weaved in Glory where all will see,
But from this darkened underside, from all of our eyes it does hide.
We just see the darker threads, weaving throughout our life instead.
And through all the pain and sorrow, we look to a brighter tomorrow.
Through the sometimes dark fray, God’s Mercies are new each day,
And we have assurance in The Lord; by who our trial is not ignored.
For Christ suffered, like you and I, but to the point where He did die.
Christ died for us, there’s no denial, and God can help us in our trial.
Though Christ died for you and me, He reigns in Heaven for Eternity.
This world’s not at all like the one, being prepared for us by The Son.
When Christ’s Glory is revealed, all believers will be perfectly healed,
Totally free of our besetting sin, with a perfect heart when we enter in.
Every eye, now above will see, The Lord’s Glorious Eternal Tapestry,
Looking down the corridor of time, we’ll now see life with God’s mind.
We’ll see how our lives were weaved, with others who also believed,
When we see all Christ has done, through the Tapestry of God’s Son.
Abounding Grace
Calm and slow with God I am sure, through this trial I will endure,
As God is with me in this trial, He shall strengthen me, no denial,
Through hardship, whatever I face, God will supply ample Grace,
Grace that’s unlimited friend, all from my God, beginning to end.
Indeed, God’s Grace will abound, this while I face another round,
Another round while in this race, comforted by unyielding Grace,
God’s Grace provided from above, as He leads me, in His Love,
Through yet another trying day, providing comfort along the way.
With His Spirit He keeps me calm, knowing that I am in His Palm,
In God’s grip and there to stay, He helps me through day to day;
God helps me through every turn, as His Spirit helps me to learn,
To lean upon The Lord through all, that’s in any trial, big or small.
Through God’s Grace I find peace, when my trial does not cease,
When my trials are wearisome, the Peace of God’s sure to come,
Always calming to my weary soul, knowing that God is in control,
In every trial or circumstance, God’s Grace comes not by chance.
God’s Grace comes just in time, never by chance but His design,
Dispensed, right from His Throne, as The Lord cares for His own;
His Loving Grace I first received, the moment in Christ, I believed,
His presence shall leave me never, as God’s Love abides forever.
(05/2011)