A Call to Inspiration and Good Deeds
Accept thy fellows for better or worse,
Welcome all men, however diverse
Inspire whomever ye speak with, touch,
Empowering, uplifting and in as much…
Some may oppose, move to cause harm,
Counter with love, they'll withdraw 'n disarm
Plead, “Oh brother I beseech thee becalm,
Pray lay down thy sword, offer thy palm'
Extend a handshake in peace, good faith,
Be no more stranger nor unhappy wraith
Work together to make world better,
Accounts settled, no longer debtors
Embrace all that suffer love, compassion,
Give water to drink, generous food ration
Give unto others,
For they are thy brothers
Serve only the barest of thy own needs,
No one need know, save God of thy deeds
God loves all His children, no one left out,
Embody His Love, without fear or doubt
Thy reward lay in Heaven where Spirits rest
At Heavens Gate,
Angels shall greet thee, ten thousand abreast
ROTMS
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Heaven found a way
Heaven found a way to make thee perfect one
That also came along with a Son
To put thee greatest love in side his heart
And held it strong to never part
To show a Lady were her Souls Heart could find
Thee closest thing of Heaven to bind
Thee strongest love of all
One could ever wish to have the chance to fall
In love complete souls mate of thee creator
Heaven found a way to finely save her
Sent his own garden angels to guide her way
To walk with her until thee day
Heavenly gifts placed in to her soul
To tell the world what first was told
So much faith placed in to ones heart
To heal thee world that falls apart
So with heavens strongest angels and gifts
Teachings and faith bring truth to all myths
Time slips closer to heavens final try
To heal the world that wants to die
Wings will flush and crush shadows sin
Awaken all life from with in
Heaven found a way
I as me in its entirety has the words to say
I walk with thee angels of heaven
And bring to all Thee Final day
To save the souls that heaven gave
And to shadows ending sin
For life to live once again!
I shall not fall i shall Win!
poem by Susan Covington
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EVER WIDENING GAP (To an Angry Poet)
I come to you with love my Brother
My poetic friend, unlike no other
Pray hear my words, I thee beseech
It’s not my goal to shame ‘n preach
You know to well the worlds changed
Heinous acts from some deranged
Gap widens between East 'n West
It’s time to do what’s right 'n best
No longer can it be about “Us ‘n Them”
No longer can we fear, hate, condemn
Your light skinned sisters and brothers
Are children of our same Earth Mother
Put down your ax 'n sharp sword my friend
Bring this senseless squabbling to an end
Peace,
poem by Ray Lucero
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Self–Diffidence
Source of love, and light of day,
Tear me from myself away;
Every view and thought of mine
Cast into the mould of thine;
Teach, O teach this faithless heart
A consistent constant part;
Or, if it must live to grow
More rebellious, break it now!
Is it thus that I requite
Grace and goodness infinite?
Every trace of every boon
Cancelled and erased so soon!
Can I grieve thee, whom I love;
Thee, in whom I live and move?
If my sorrow touch thee still,
Save me from so great an ill!
Oh! the oppressive, irksome weight,
Felt in an uncertain state;
Comfort, peace, and rest, adieu,
Should I prove at last untrue!
Still I choose thee, follow still
Every notice of thy will;
But, unstable, strangely weak,
Still let slip the good I seek.
Self–confiding wretch, I thought
I could serve thee as I ought,
Win thee, and deserve to feel
All the love thou canst reveal;
Trusting self, a bruised reed,
Is to be deceived indeed:
Save me from this harm and loss,
Lest my gold turn all to dross!
Self is earthly—faith alone
Makes an unseen world our own;
Faith relinquished, how we roam,
Feel our way, and leave our home!
Spurious gems our hopes entice,
While we scorn the pearl of price;
And, preferring servants' pay,
Cast the children's bread away.
poem by William Cowper
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Jesus, Do I Love Thee?
Jesus, do I love Thee?
Thou art far above me,
Seated out of sight
Hid in Heavenly Light
Of most highest height.
Martyred hosts implore Thee,
Seraphs fall before Thee,
Angels and Archangels,
Cherub throngs adore Thee;
Blessed She that bore Thee!
All the Saints approve Thee,
All the Virgins love Thee.
I show as a blot
Blood hath cleansed not,
As a barren spot
In Thy fruitful lot.
I, fig-tree fruit-unbearing;
Thou, righteous Judge unsparing:
What canst Thou do more to me
That shall not more undo me?
Thy Justice hath a sound—
Why cumbereth it the ground?
Thy Love with stirrings stronger
Pleads—Give it one year longer.
Thou giv'st me time: but who
Save Thou shall give me dew;
Shall feed my root with Blood,
And stir my sap for good?
Oh, by Thy Gifts that shame me,
Give more lest they condemn me:
Good Lord, I ask much of Thee,
But most I ask to love Thee;
Kind Lord, be mindful of me,
Love me, and make me love Thee.
poem by Christina Georgina Rossetti
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A Word from The I Am
Children I beseech thee, come unto me
I have come to bring greater things upon you
My Son has come for you to follow through
The blood of My Son is among you
Come children Come
For I Am the I Am
For this is the last of the last days
For I speak boldly in a strong way
Come children, and seek My face
Eternal life is what I have given you all
Come children Come
For I Am the I Am
I have sent My Son Jesus to die for you
I ask you church to bring souls to Him
I am by faith, the blind cannot see
Tell the lost about Jesus and they'll be set free
Come children Come
For I Am the I Am
For I speak unto you that I am your Father
For I love you children that I gave My only Begotten Son
Bring Me the unsaved, for you know who I am
For this is the last of the last days
Come children Come
For I Am the I Am
This I give to you in peace
You shall not fear for I am near
For I am your divine vine and you are my branches
Pray, and blessings will pour out among you
Come children Come
For I Am the I Am
by Debra Stewart, August 2009
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A Prayer
I pray, not for I love You
Nor either for I owe You
But I pray O Almighty One
- if at all You exist-
To relieve this world of crooked ones
If you canst, O, change me so
That I might in the shape of fire
Spread and destroy them all;
That I might in the shape of thunder
Strike them instantaneous death:
Give me any shape in which
I might rid this world of evil ones:
Or else, give me the power
That I might, in the poor, confidence inspire
That they might break the chains
And dispense justice unto themselves.
I beseech Thee O Thou mighty one
Give me such power for I can't see
The women looted of their honour
Hunger causing suicides
Lust driving men to madness
Love being denied.
I pray Thee O Thou Creator
Of this miserable world:
Rise from thy slumber and rid us
Of thy vicergents as wicked they be:
If Thou canst, make me so powerful
That I might do thy job. [1955]
Save The Children
Save the children
Look around you and what do you see
Death, destruction, and misery.
It is not much that they ask
It is gods will and part of our task.
Save the children and let them be free
To live their lives as we.
Give them hope- don’t let them despair
Give them a helping hand and show them that we care.
As their elders we are supposed to teach them what’s right.
Give up your arms- give up the fight.
For when we are gone the problems will still be there
Affection and love is still very dear.
Save the children and let them see
That they no longer have to live in the worlds misery.
Hungry for food and hungry for love
The bird of peace is the snow white dove.
They are hiding in mountaintops and trembling with fear
Not seeing love and showing no tears.
They learn to live in this country torn apart
And in the process they lose their heart.
Is this the way we want our children to be
Grownups fighting and butchering one another
Mother, wife, sister, and brother.
Save the children is all god asks
poem by Louis Rams
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A Praise, A Prayer
Cherisher, sustainer, providence,
Nobody is like Thee,
Oneness is Thy quality,
Thou art the Master of all the worlds,
Omnipotent, Omniscient
And Omnipresent thou are,
Thou make, Thou mar,
Reward,
retribution
everything is in Thy
Hands,
Who will escape from Thee?
Yet they don't think and
impose war on the poor,
The entire land belongs to thee,
Thou art the unconditional King,
Everyone is at thy service,
Satan is thine, men are thine
And of course angels,
All of them are occupied with their duties,
Satan to spread evil,
And men to save themselves,
Angels are writing their accounts,
Thy ultimate command brings in the world,
The cycle of day and night,
Life and death,
Fortune and misfortune.
O my Lord!
Make the world Thy heaven of peace,
And show them the path of righteousness,
Who have made your world worse than hell.Cherisher, sustainer, providence,
Nobody is like Thee,
Oneness is Thy quality,
Thou art the Master of all the worlds,
Omnipotent, Omniscient
And Omnipresent thou are,
Thou make, Thou mar,
Reward,
retribution
everything is in Thy
Hands,
Who will escape from Thee?
Yet they don't think and
impose war on the poor,
The entire land belongs to thee,
Thou art the unconditional King,
Everyone is at thy service,
Satan is thine, men are thine
And of course angels,
All of them are occupied with their duties,
Satan to spread evil,
And men to save themselves,
Angels are writing their accounts,
Thy ultimate command brings in the world,
The cycle of day and night,
Life and death,
Fortune and misfortune.
O my Lord!
Make the world Thy heaven of peace,
And show them the path of righteousness,
Who have made your world worse than hell.
poem by Mohammad Akmal Nazir
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We May Live Together
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee.
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me, ye women, if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of gold
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee give recompetence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay.
The heavens reward thee manifold, I pray.
Then while we live, in love let's so persever
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
poem by Anne Bradstreet
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Give to Love
Love came knocking on thy door
With you in sight to love and adore
But thine did give
All that thou have and
need to live?
You gave thine lips for love to speak
You gave thine heart for love's heart's weak
You gave thine face, to love to trace
its tears across thee a sorrowful place
thou give to thy loss when it comes to love!
You gave thine soul to love's control
You gave love thy hand to hold
You gave thy feet for love to kiss
You gave thy happiness to love's bliss
You gave thy breast for love to touch
You gave thine body for love to clutch.
But what did love give thee?
Love took and took and left thee with nothing!
With nothing now you are at peace, thou art free!
This is what love did to me!
poem by Kevin Michael Murphy
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To My Dear and Loving Husband
If ever two were one, then surely we.
If ever man were lov'd by wife, then thee;
If ever wife was happy in a man,
Compare with me ye women if you can.
I prize thy love more than whole Mines of Gold,
Or all the riches that the East doth hold.
My love is such that Rivers cannot quench,
Nor ought but love from thee, give recompence.
Thy love is such I can no way repay,
The heavens reward thee manifold I pray.
Then while we live, in love lets so persevere,
That when we live no more, we may live ever.
poem by Anne Bradstreet
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Heavens Here On Earth
You can look to the stars in search of the answers
Look for God and life on distant planets
Have your faith in the ever after
While each of us holds inside the map to the labyrinth
And heavens here on earth
We are the spirit the collective conscience
We create the pain and the suffering and the beauty in this world
Heavens here on earth
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Ive seen and met angels wearing the disguise
Of ordinary people leading ordinary lives
Filled with love, compassion, forgiveness and sacrifice
Heavens in our hearts
In our faith in humankind
In our respect for what is earthly
In our unfaltering belief in peace and love and understanding
Look around
Believe in what you see
The kingdom is at hand
The promised land is at your feet
We can and will become what we aspire to be
If heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief that truth is divinity
And heavens here on earth
Ive seen spirits
Ive met angels
Ive touched creations beautiful and wondrous
Ive been places where I question all I think I know
But I believe, I believe, I believe this could be heaven
We are born inside the gates with the power to create life
And to take it away
The world is our temple
The world is our church
Heavens here on earth
If we have faith in humankind
And respect for what is earthly
And an unfaltering belief
In peace and love and understanding
This could be heaven here on earth
Heavens in our heart
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Tell Me Jesus, How To…
Tell me Jesus, how to
drive Satan away?
follow Thee;
become ‘Fishers of men.’
become clean in body, mind and soul.
be healed;
have great faith;
take heart;
have my sins forgiven.
praise God, the Father in heaven;
get honor from people around;
not doubt;
listen and understand the Word of God.
show compassion on those hungry;
guard against the yeast of the Pharisees and Sadducees;
have in mind, the things of God;
take up my cross and follow Thee.
not be afraid;
not be rich;
remain righteous in a deceitful world;
pray to God.
heal the sick;
rebuke the evil spirits;
be a servant to all and first with God;
gather treasures in heaven while on earth.
give to God, what is God’s;
not be deceived;
keep the Sabbath holy;
cancel the debts due from others.
be a good samaritan;
be freed of my infirmities;
not make others to sin;
leave my life of sin.
hold on to your teachings;
be washed by you;
love Thee;
Prepare my soul to eat at the feast of the kingdom of God.
Copyright by Dr John Celes 8-10-2008
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I Love Thee
I love thee—I love thee!
'Tis all that I can say;—
It is my vision in the night,
My dreaming in the day;
The very echo of my heart,
The blessing when I pray:
I love thee—I love thee!
Is all that I can say.
I love thee—I love thee!
Is ever on my tongue;
In all my proudest poesy
That chorus still is sung;
It is the verdict of my eyes,
Amidst the gay and young:
I love thee—I love thee!
A thousand maids among.
I love thee—I love thee!
Thy bright hazel glance,
The mellow lute upon those lips,
Whose tender tones entrance;
But most, dear heart of hearts, thy proofs
That still these words enhance,
I love thee—I love thee!
Whatever be thy chance.
poem by Thomas Hood
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SONNET: God, what shall I render Thee?
Oh, what can I give Thee O God, my Lord?
How can I ev’r repay thy love for me?
Oh, can I call Thee by a better word?
All that I have today are Thine truly!
Oh, can I give my labour and my toil?
But still, my energy must come from Thee;
Oh, can I offer things that grow on soil?
Alas! Nothing on earth looks heavenly!
Oh, can I give my time that Thou gav’st me?
My time is meant to serve Thee through brethren;
Oh, can I give my precious life only?
If thats the way to Heaven, let me then.
Oh show me something that is truly mine!
Thou art the Fountain of my Life, divine!
poem by John Celes
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And is there care in heaven, and is there love
And is there care in heaven, and is there love
In heavenly spirits to us creatures base,
That may compassion of our evils move?
There is : else much more wretched were the case
Of men than beasts: but oh! the exceeding grace
Of highest God, that loves his creatures so,
And all his works with mercy doth embrace;
That blessed angels He sends to and fro,
To serve even wicked men, to serve his wicked foe.
How oft do they their silver bowers leave,
And come to succour us that succour want!
How oft do they with golden pinions cleave
The flitting skies, like flying pursuivant,
Against foul fiends to aid us militant!
They for us fight; they watch and duly ward,
And their bright squadrons round about us plant;
And all for love, and nothing for reward:
Oh! why should heavenly God to men have such regard!
poem by Edmund Spenser
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Bible in Poetry: Gospel of St. John 2 (Chapter 1)
The elder to lady, children,
Who love the truth and know it long;
For sake of truth that dwells in us,
And shall be with us forever.
The grace and mercy, peace of God
The Father, and the Son, Jesus
Christ’s truth and love too be with you!
I found thy children walk in truth,
And I rejoice greatly therefore,
As we’ve received the commandments,
From Father, Almighty, Lord, God.
And now, I beseech thee, lady!
I’ve written not a new command,
But that we had from beginning,
That said we love one another.
To love is commandment greatest,
And when we walk in His commands,
It is all love that’s pure, divine,
And hence, we must do from the start.
The deceiver who enters the world,
And says that Jesus was ne’er flesh,
Is deceiver and antichrist!
Take care that we do not then lose,
Those things that we have wrought with toil,
And that we get our full reward.
Whoever transgresses this then,
And doesn’t abide in Christ’s doctrine,
Loses the God of love in him;
He who abides in Christ’s doctrine,
Has Father and the Son as well.
If anyone should come to you,
Without the doctrine of Jesus,
Receive him not into your house,
And neither bid him then, God speed,
For, if you so bid him, then you,
Partake of his evil deeds too.
I have so many things to write,
But I will not with paper, ink;
But want to see you, face to face,
And speak, so that our joy is full!
The children of elect sister,
Greet thee, Amen.
(6-23-2007)
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Love, In Spite Of Fear
I can love you in many ways and with much ardor,
But if you are too afraid to love me, it makes it that much harder;
With my love, I wish you the courage to love me, in spite of your fear-
With my love, I can pretend, in spite of miles, that you're near-
As near as my heart, always within arm's reach,
So that I may keep you safe-out of harm's reach!
It is entirely up to you whether to love me in return,
I do suspect, however, that you could very well learn,
If you listen to what your heart has told you;
Let the truth that only it may gift, mold you
And your actions, in spite of all your trepidation-
Embrace its presence, without a moment's hesitation.
Ask yourself: 'does this love meet all of my needs? ';
If so, follow this path wherever your heart leads,
No matter of fear, irrespective of impediment-
Love knows naught, but its own adorement!
Do not accept what I offer, because I offer it,
But do not give liberty to your heart, then coffer it
Out of fear, of something hitherto unknown-
Love is the only thing that you may give, but still own!
You may not truly love, until you do, without condition-
Until you have no excuses, fears, or contrition;
Do not announce it, unless it is all you may feel;
Do not say it, unless it is something you may not conceal!
Love is its own reward, it gives always more than it receives;
Love is always the truth, it enlightens, yet never deceives;
To benefit from it, you must not only acknowledge, but accept it!
Nothing is so altruistic and benevolent, except it
Also gives life to all other positive emotions;
To truly embrace it, you need to dispense with all negative emotions!
It does not apologize for its perceived inconvenience,
Nor will it allow a simple, nonchalant acquiescence-
It demands a committed and resolute presence;
Love is enigmatic and e'er-powerful, yet this is its essence!
poem by Maurice Harris
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The Love Sonnets Of Proteus. Part II: To Juliet: XXX
THE RELIGION OF LOVE
So thou but love me, dear, with thy whole heart
What care I for the rest, for good or ill?
What for the peace of soul good deeds impart,
What for the tears unholy dreams distil?
These cannot make my joy, nor shall they kill.
Thou only perfect peace and virtue art
And holiness for me and strength and will,
So thou but love me with a perfect heart.
I ask thee now no longer to be wise;
No longer to be good, but loving me.
I ask thee nothing now but only this.
Henceforth my Bible, dear, shall be thine eyes,
My beads thy lips, my prayers thy constancy,
My heaven thine arms, eternity thy kiss.
poem by Wilfrid Scawen Blunt
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My Dear and Only Love
My dear and only Love, I pray
This noble world of thee
Be govern'd by no other sway
But purest monarchy;
For if confusion have a part,
Which virtuous souls abhor,
And hold a synod in thy heart,
I'll never love thee more.
Like Alexander I will reign,
And I will reign alone,
My thoughts shall evermore disdain
A rival on my throne.
He either fears his fate too much,
Or his deserts are small,
That puts it not unto the touch
To win or lose it all.
But I must rule and govern still,
And always give the law,
And have each subject at my will,
And all to stand in awe.
But 'gainst my battery, if I find
Thou shunn'st the prize so sore
As that thou sett'st me up a blind,
I'll never love thee more.
Or in the empire of thy heart,
Where I should solely be,
Another do pretend a part
And dares to vie with me;
Or if committees thou erect,
And go on such a score,
I'll sing and laugh at thy neglect,
And never love thee more.
But if thou wilt be constant then,
And faithful of thy word,
I'll make thee glorious by my pen
And famous by my sword:
I'll serve thee in such noble ways
Was never heard before;
I'll crown and deck thee all with bays,
And love thee evermore.
poem by James Graham
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