Divine Act Of God
I Am a Divine Act of God:
Here, now and forever
I am;
Eternal
Heir to the Universe
Son of the Sun
Filled with Light
Self aware
Self contained
Sovereign
Whole
Healed
I am;
Steward to Earth
Servant to mankind
Protector of women
Guardian of children
I Am a Divine Act of God
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I Am A Divine Act Of God
(Prayer)
I am a Divine Act of God;
Here, now and forever
I am self contained
Whole
Healed in every cell of my body
God’s Light fills me
Light I give freely to all
I am compassion, peace, love
I am happiness, joy
I am grateful
I am
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Prayer For Healing
I am a Divine Act of Creation
Here, now, and forever
I am self-contained and complete
I take in the “Breath of Life”
Breath that fills my being with light
Indeed…
Light containing the voice of Creator
Light that fills every part of my body
Light that soothes my troubled mind
Light that heals all physical disease
Yes!
Beautiful Light…
That someday carries me home
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Divine Act Of Love
We’re a Divine Act of Love
Here, now and forever
Conceived in the Mind of God
Created by a Sacred Song
Formed of compressed light
His Exhalation fills our being
We awaken…
A Divine Act of Love
Here, now and forever
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Who Is God, Where He Is?
When I am a part of this universe,
Rest of universe is my God,
I feel atomic,
my complimentary is gigantic!
When I identify my complimentary is I myself,
Universe and I become one!
Goal of soul is to get all experience,
From prior to human,
then human to divine!
Then comes a day on which universe becomes my own part,
As I and universe can make the whole,
On that day both universe and God are my own parts,
I am the king reigning all loving hearts!
In us there two parts conscious and unconscious,
One is temporal, another eternal,
O temporal Ramdas,
listen to your eternal,
Your experience are mine,
My knowledge is yours,
I am the eternal drummer,
Flute and keyboard synthesizer!
Listen the song of divine,
Temporal is temporary,
Eternal is eternal existence,
Come out of limited nature,
inside there is spirit of grand nature,
Come out of own ignorance,
When the journey of temporal starts, eternal starts singing the tune,
Listen crooning within own heart,
forget the trifles for awhile,
Ceasefire fight for a little,
o temporal one, your own nature is divine,
Be one with it who croons in you,
He is ready to crown you,
His glory is all were your own,
Yet the nonexistent ego, packed you in water of same ocean,
And you feel one among infinite bubbles,
Than infinite is your own nature!
Temporal and eternal were not two,
All the time they were together,
Temporal plays with ego,
no time to listen song divine,
But when tiered sleeps like a baby in its own divine!
When I am in universe and eyes of God,
I am helpless limited,
But in real I am the eternal truth in whom God and universe exist and play!
My own nature is grand beyond
Description of words,
I am a form of energy and that makes the difference,
When ego learns,
I am neither energy nor matter,
Only pure existence, knowledge and bliss!
poem by Ramdas Bhandarkar
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Affirmation
I am a Divine Act of Creation
Here, now and forever
I am self-contained, whole and perfect
My essence: Pure White Light, made dense
Into a “Bio-Electric-Human-Organism”
Fate: Determined by “Free will”
Purpose: Service to human-kind
Destiny: Ascension to “The Source”
Where I am readied again for re-birth
Back to the present or other realities
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Prayer For Awakening
Great Light of Divine Wisdom
Stream forth to my being
Through you let me serve mankind
Through you let me serve Earth Mother
Let me love, from the Heart of God
Let me Radiate from the Christ within
That I may walk the path of truth
Great Source of Creation
Empower;
My being
My Brothers
My Sisters
My Earth
With perfection;
As we collectively awaken as One Soul
Let Wisdom, Love, Power stream forth
To this One Soul that we all share
Great Spark of Creation Awaken the Divine
Plan of Perfection, so we may share the One
Perfected Soul of “I AM”
So it was
So it is
So it shall be
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Guardian Angel
I believe we all have a guardian Angel
unseen and invisible to the human eye
but your supernatural powerful protector
is with you from birth until you die.
Being human we all make many mistakes
going left when we should have gone right
and we go into dangerous situations
stepping into the dark instead of the light.
But thankfully it's at these very times
when our guardian is at hand to save the day
we never ever really know how many times
our protector has saved us from going astray.
It's only now when I look back on my life
can I see how it was God who pulled me through
so it's when we feel like there's no way out
he sends us a guardian to help me and you.
I believe one day in the future I will meet up
with my own guardian Angel face to face
then I can truly give all my thanks
to God for his forgiveness and his saving grace.
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When light and air were born
When light and air were first born
Man came,
And woman followed,
So filled
With awe & wonder,
What is this light that makes them see?
What is this air that makes them breathe and live?
Definitions were made,
In awe and wonder, What it feels when air gets
Into their lungs what it feels when they Walk in the light and not stumble on stones?
The years accumulated like layers and layers Of earth and fire and rocks and earth and sea
Came then some cataclysmic changes While more and more
Men and women and lots of children came
Inhabiting this earth
And awe and wonder
Were lost, More changes came that kill and annihilate and
Men and women and children were so preoccupied with saving themselves, Forgetting how air first filled their lungs Forgetting how light first guided them not to stumble to stones,
Now air and light
Have become so ordinary, & no one really remembers about how it was at first No one really cares to recall what first was,
Men and women and children are so busy
Preoccupied with darkness,
these choking blankets darkness
These poisonous packets of air,
so debilitating, so deadly &
some of the children Simply dropped dead on the streets, and fear so gripped the men and women
gripes and grimes geometrically hurried in their hearts,
Night’s darkness
The darkness of insensitivity
buried them and indeed things change and
everything goes from bad to worst
What was it at first, is now not felt anymore, what was first
was taken for granted and finally forgotten,
Where is the awe? Where is the wonder?
Men and women and children, where are you all going?
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Goddess Reviled-goddess Restored
Roman Church slew Goddess divine
Replaced her with patriarchal rule
Plundered her sacred pagan shrines
With vile contempt, hatred, ridicule
A day nears when balance is restored
When women take their rightful place
When women are not abused, abhorred
When men/women move to interface
Lo, to wicked men standing against
Return of balance to Mother Earth
Change that comes at God’s behest
Who ushers in humankind’s rebirth
Husbands... respect, honor and love your mate
For in these precious souls, rests mankind’s fate
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“Our exile has not only been from the Goddess, but also
from nature. It is not surprising, considering that most
westerners live apart from their environment, protected
by concrete roadways, consuming machine-processed foods
and filled with media information to the detriment of the
experience of our own senses. The seasons go unnoticed, we
seldom touch the earth, eat fresh food or observe the world
personally. The sacred is a forgotten dimension in our society
which we ignore at our peril.”
Caitlin Mathews
poem by Ray Lucero
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Her Laugh Divine
Ah, her laughter known to many
Though they know not what it is
to hear it by the innocent suitor
Happiness never known before
Till she laughs in her tone
the tone of her laugh divine
It's the tone of the lovers happy in life
it's the tone of the angel who passed from mankind
It's the tone of nature in the fall and the spring
It's the tone of perfection known only to those
who's heard her laugh divine
If only but a light chuckle
if only a quiet laugh
if only heard but a moment
joy for life obtained
the joyous feeling of her laugh divine
It's the joy of those engaged to be wed
it's the joy of a life once saved
it's the joy of the parents of a newborn babe
it's the joy of the men knowing the light
it's the joy of her laugh divine
So this is the feeling
nearly an obsession
this is the feeling of love
the love known to those
those only who's heard
Who's heard her laugh divine.
0020 A loving sestina to Our Lady
1 In Europe, around the end of the 12th century, women
2 began to be regarded by men as more than a good lay
3 and mother to your children; but that contented sorta love
4 that even men feel afterward, could be seen as quite divine
5 and thus related however distantly to the Creator;
6 this gave rise to a type of poetry called the sestina.
6 a troubadour called Arnaut Daniel invented the sestina,
1 so it’s said, around 1190; and this new respect for women
5 as being, believe it or not, related distantly to their Creator
2 led to this, to us, rather absurd and complicated ‘lay’ -
4 that was the rather double-entendre name for the divine
3 love for mankind related to the act of physical love
3 which, though we make this a common metaphor for love
6 today, was new then, to unreconstructed men; the sestina
4 which plugs the same six end-words throughout, divine
1 and human, was supposed to underline that women,
2 exquisitely praised in the poetry of the troubadour’s lay,
5 were men’s path to loving, through them, his Creator;
5 Creator of man and woman, Adam and Eve; Creator
3 of all things and of, crucially, both human and divine love
2 and this point was hammered home; the troubadour’s lay
6 in this somewhat tiresome form of the sestina
1 was supposed to make men respectful, and women
4 feel good about themselves (like Maya) as being divine;
4 but of course, troubadours were also human and divine
5 musicians; sexy and available (OK, blame their Creator…)
1 and, it was envied, did their own share of loving women
3 while going from castle to castle, gig to gig, love to love;
6 which gave rather a double edge to their sung sestina
2 and prompted many a coarse joke about ‘a good lay’..
2 however, poets - Dante, Petrarch - found the lay
4 a way of linking human love and the divine;
6 a profound metaphor, in a fine, poetic sestina,
5 that love in all its forms is the very nature of the Creator
3 and that we should remember this while making love
1 and perhaps have rather more respect for women..
Envoi:
5 I hope that this sestina has made its point: the Creator
3 is Love; Love is the Creator; and for most of us, this love
1 arises from, let’s say, a very poetic lay; with women.
poem by Michael Shepherd
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The Future Of A Weed
The eternal future of every weed is truly a very bleak one indeed,
And even though they do not believe, they are truly a soul in need.
They are not planted by God and have no divine purpose at all,
Instead they are simply used by the devil to deceive man to fall.
For Satan cunningly plants them all around with one purpose in mind,
It is to grow up with the children of God only to deceive and malign.
But The Lord is gentle in hope that some weeds will come to believe,
For at one point in time we too were lost in the world and deceived.
Jesus pulled me out of the soil of darkness filled with ugly blight,
He then planted me on The Eternal Rock and filled with His Own Light.
He gave to me His Light my friend, so that I could share it with you,
Friend Christ died for the ungodly, which means He died for you too.
Put away your empty laughter, and be filled with the joy of The Lord,
He died to save you I promise, and by God you have not been ignored.
Christ is coming at the end of the harvest to take out all the weeds,
Christians alone will be judged and rewarded for all of their deeds.
The weeds will be tossed into darkness, and will never laugh again,
Only weeping and gnashing of teeth with not even Satan for a friend.
Continue to harden your heart my friend and you will eternally lose,
Imagine, hearing forever the last voice that shared the good news.
(Copyright © 02/2003)
Over All
The Lord Jesus is over everything, as The Sovereign and Eternal King,
He is Creator and Sustainer of all, that moves upon this terrestrial ball.
And all around it He has dispersed, His Light throughout this universe,
The many lights displaying His Majesty, this as far as any eye can see,
Everything created for His pleasure, greater than anyone can measure.
All for His pleasure without any end; all that the eye can see my friend.
All upon the earth was made by Him, everything that is, except our sin,
However, sin did come through, one God created, before me and you.
Created in God’s Heavenly place, but, in pride, Lucifer fell from Grace,
Then was cast down to this earthly sod, as that Eternal Enemy of God.
With this, from God, came a curse, upon His creation and all the earth,
Friend, upon this earth, men would fall, into sin, those great and small,
But, God would send reconciliation, to the earth through His Salvation,
Giving sinful man the eternal victory, over sin and God’s eternal enemy,
Redeeming in Christ, all fallen men, and the earth that was condemned.
The Eternal God and our Creator, came down to earth to be our Savior,
He became poor, for you and me, when He left those riches of Eternity,
Emptying himself of all but love, Christ left His Throne in Heaven above.
Coming down, He still was God, but, now as a man on this earthly sod,
But, Christ came to earth, not to live, for His own life, He came to give.
(Copyright ©07/2007)
Ode to the Divine Mother
Ode to the Divine Mother
Found the great treasure of my life
Got the answers to questions, beyond science
O Shree Mataji, the True Guru, embodiment of divinity
With deep reverence, I bow to thee
This devotee, thou miraculously reformed
From darkness to light, ingnorance removed
O Adi Shakti, the primordial source of energy
For thy divine benevolence, I bow to thee
With thy presence, unlocked the energy divine
Unleashing with ease, creativity infinite
O Shri Mataji, Mother of all poets and poetry
For thy divine inspiration, I bow to thee
As mother earth, thou giveth balance and gravity
Erasing all my sins, negativity and impurity
O Shri Mataji, the creator of Lord Ganesha, the Ganapati
Guardian of my innocence and chastity, I bow to thee
Just a glance of thee, removes all chaos instantly
I am in bliss, I am in joy to realize thy divinity
O Nirmala Maa, the very manifestation of Adi Shakti
Giving us salvation instantly, I bow to thee
A ‘particle of dust’, Mother, in childhood, you aspired to be
Touched by thy hands divine, such a particle, let me be
O Shri Mataji, on thy Lotus Feet, let me always be
As that ‘particle of dust’, thy divine instrument, I bow to thee
Music Is Universal!
Music captures mind,
Moves heart and soul!
Music sways everyone
Both for joy and sorrow!
Music has no language
But absorbs all languages!
Music is food for love,
Creates mood for romance!
Music makes all dance
To its tunes long or short!
Music is divine for all
Whether it's East or West!
Music is eternal as Universe
As silent as divine everywhere!
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The Light of Hinduism
hinduism, you either walk
straight to the devil
or the Great Divine
you pass through a plethora of
gods and goddesses
before you sample the gem of its
teachings
between the verses
a net to sieve the devils
and demons
from the enlightened ones
who look beyond rituals
and care to prod, ask,
ask the divine of the divine
seek the light of light
poem by John Tiong Chunghoo
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The Servant When He Reigneth
For three things the earth is disquieted, and for four which it cannot bear. For a servant when he reigneth, and a fool when he is filled with meat; for an odious woman when she is married, and an handmaid that is heir to her mistress. -- Prov. XXX. 21-22-23.
Three things make earth unquiet
And four she cannot brook
The godly Agur counted them
And put them in a book --
Those Four Tremendous Curses
With which mankind is cursed;
But a Servant when He Reigneth
Old Agur entered first.
An Handmaid that is Mistress
We need not call upon.
A Fool when he is full of Meat
Will fall asleep anon.
An Odious Woman Married
May bear a babe and mend;
But a Servant when He Reigneth
Is Confusion to the end.
His feet are swift to tumult,
His hands are slow to toil,
His ears are deaf to reason,
His lips are loud in broil.
He knows no use for power
Except to show his might.
He gives no heed to judgment
Unless it prove him right.
Because he served a master
Before his Kingship came,
And hid in all disaster
Behind his master's name,
So, when his Folly opens
The unnecessary hells,
A Servant when He Reigneth
Throws the blame on some one else.
His vows are lightly spoken,
His faith is hard to bind,
His trust is easy boken,
He fears his fellow-kind.
The nearest mob will move him
To break the pledge he gave --
Oh, a Servant when he Reigneth
Is more than ever slave!
poem by Rudyard Kipling
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God’s Healing Hand
Almighty God’s healing hand, can touch the heart and soul of man,
The same hand which heals ills, can straighten out our twisted wills.
Christ who healed the multitudes, also healed hearts and attitudes,
The Lord can redirect any life, away from pains and darkened strife.
God will meet you where you are, dear friend, be it near or be it far.
For God leads a lost sinful soul, to His Son, who makes him whole.
He will give you new found sight, and put you on a path that’s right.
God will meet you in your night, to guide you out with His pure light.
Taking you from where you’ve been, by His Son, who heals our sin.
He then takes you to a higher place, as He leads you by His Grace.
God’s Eternal Healing for every life, is in the power of Jesus Christ.
Through His stripes we are healed, this is what Isaiah has revealed,
Stripes He received upon the cross, where Christ died for all the lost.
Isaiah and others had prophesied, about Christ who came and died,
Well before Christ walked on earth, well before Christ’s humble birth.
Although Christ healed many friend, He came to show a better end,
As all who one day leave this life, can live forever with Jesus Christ.
The stripes that He did receive, spiritually healed all who did believe.
Even today the stripes He bore, for men lead to God’s Eternal shore.
Beyond is eternal life, not death, eternal health and Heaven’s breath.
(Copyright ©07/2006)
Nature the Guardian of Earth's Beauty
Nature Nature Nature
The thing that has made every creature.
It’s in the sun in the sky
And not to forget the birds that fly.
Nature is the guardian of Earth’s beauty
& protecting it is our duty.
Nature is the eternal power in the universe
But pollution today is a human curse.
Without nature Earth would be Black & White
How many of us would love such a sight ?
We must get everything going right
It’s a matter that should not be taken light.
poem by Prateek Gupta
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Prayer To The Divine Mother
Oh Divine Holy Mother and very compassionate friend,
please help my earthly mother get better yet once again.
You are really the only one whose help doesn't ever fail,
please help her to recover and so thus be of some avail.
We also humbly ask Thy pardon for any wrong that has been done
by us all your wayward children before this time around had come.
We can only try and do what our conscience tells us to do
but please guide us with Thy wisdom and keep us all true.
There're many here among us who don't know wrong from right
who are without proper discrimination lacking Thy guiding light.
Please do us all a favour when we come to meet Thee the next time
by showering Thy grace on each of us and lead us all into our prime.
You're the Divine Goddess of the Universe one with the Supreme Lord
caring for all the creatures in the world with which You never get bored.
Those who do beseech Thy love and grace You more readily favour,
recognising that they all depend on Thee their welfare You do savour.
Oh Dear Divine Holy Mother Thy compassion and grace we all need
to eradicate our lower nature together with ignorance and all bad seed.
Thou art one with The Eternal Father and all nature bows at Thy Feet,
please help and guide us on that true path until the next time we meet.
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Note: This was written when my mother was sick and in hospital many years ago.
poem by George Krokos
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