Let The Polar Bears Live
Who are we to pollute Polar Bears homes?
Ruin their lives and then take the throne.
The illusionary throne of power that we
Think we have,
Will man’s power over animal kingdom ever end?
Try to control God’s will and not comprehend?
It’s not about power,
it’s about strength in this new land.
Strength to work together with all beings of life,
not destroy them with an polluting knife.
What affects them affects us all,
It’s like a snowball effect,
which keeps getting bigger like a beach ball.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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Let The Polar Bears Live
Who are we to pollute Polar Bears homes?
Ruin their lives and then take the throne.
The illusionary throne of power that we
Think we have,
Will man’s power over animal kingdom ever end?
Try to control God’s will and not comprehend?
It’s not about power,
it’s about strength in this new land.
Strength to work together with all beings of life,
not destroy them with an polluting knife.
What affects them affects us all,
It’s like a snowball effect,
Which keeps getting bigger like a beach ball.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
poem by Christina Sunrise
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Polar Bears Thanks Me
It was great to know
that Polar Bears would show
show up in flowers a bloom
I received acard in the month
of April not June.
Yes, on a Thank You greeting card
the Polar Bear did say
"Thank You"
for defending them that day.
Polar Bears were thanking me
for all the world to read
a poem about the Polar Bears destiny.
So please read 'Protect The Polar' bears
and 'Let The Polar Bears Live'
they will be thankful that you did.
Please go to www.oceana.org today
and donate to saving wildlife of the planet
before there is no more for us to pray.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 21,2012
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When Jesus Spoke
When Jesus spoke his God self was coming through,
the same God self as me and you.
We are not separated from God,
we just lost our way,
We need to change our beliefs this present day.
We come full circle with technology,
we are at it’s mercy if we don’t see,
See the spiritual beliefs that ring true.
we can’t mess with divinity.
Like the clones we are making will become a disaster,
watch Rise Planet of the Apes and try to capture,
the moral of the story in the end,
we will mess up and have to start all over again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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Happiness to a Child
Happiness to a Child
Any happiness I brought to a child,
it was well worth it, all the while.
To see them smile for a mile.
For bringing happiness to a child
is the memories that last,
Last through time to make a happy past.
For they are only a child for a time,
I was happy I was there to bring them smiles.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 9,2011
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Thank The Polar Bears
Thank the Polar bears for being with us tonight
Thank the Polar bears and make sure they are alright.
Thank the Polar bears who live way up there
Thank the Polar bears who also do share
Share the same planet as all of us down here
Thank the Polar bears for they are so dear.
Written by Christina Sunrise on September 20,2012
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What is a Soul Mate?
Now people have asked me for some time,
“Is your soul mate great and will I find mine? ”
Well, I look at them and do reply,
“Well, with my experience I can tell you this,
I met 3 of mine and they all went fizz.
Now, don’t get me wrong,
These are people with hang-ups too,
It’s not your fairytale land of Mr. Magoo.
Now, they all like me, but not each other,
a friend told me one looks like my brother.
Now synchronicity will bring you to them,
you have a lesson to learn, you can still be friends.
Now, there is one more left in my group,
I guess he’s out there somewhere, but not in the loop.'
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 27,2011
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Whatever It May Be that Affects
What,
Ever it may be that affects...
You have it in yourself,
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
A loneliness you wish to rid!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Emotions breeding to feed on fears!
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Heartbreak that can not escape the aching.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
You gave to it now from you erase it!
Whatever it may be that affects,
You have it in yourself...
To disconnect it.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Let it go!
Don't let it upset.
Whatever it may be that affects.
Whatever it may be that affects.
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Polar Bear Thanks Me
It was great to know
that Polar Bears would show
show up in flowers a bloom
I received acard in the month
of April not June.
Yes, on a Thank You greeting card
the Polar Bear did say
"Thank You"
for defending them that day.
Polar Bears were thanking me
for all the world to read
a poem about the Polar Bears destiny.
So please read 'Protect The Polar' bears
and 'Let The Polar Bears Live'
they will be thankful that you did.
Please go to www.oceana.org today
and donate to saving wildlife of the planet
before there is no more for us to pray.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 21,2012
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Life’s Questions
When I was the tender age of five,
I asked my mother a question about life.
“I know I hear your voice, and I hear mine,
Were does my voice come from, it seems so sublime.”
Then of course my mom did retort,
She is not the comforting kind of sort.
“If you asked anyone they would think you were crazy”
So I decided hey, I know I will find out one day I’m not lazy.
I did talk to many who are a sage,
Even read the written page.
Of all the questions I have to ask,
How did we get here, I know it’s not by chance.
Now I read “Conversations with God”
It helped me confirm and figure it all out.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 26,2011
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Waves Of Light
Indian guy blows light in my eyes,
It was glowing—totally mezmorized.
He says everything has a glowing aura
That he can see,
When he walks among the plants and the trees.
We are made of fast moving light,
we can’t see it in dark or night.
He says there is no karma to go through,
that we should just go with the flow and have fun too.
He lives in Vegas and travels the USA,
He was made fun of in India so he doesn’t go there today.
People don’t believe what they can’t see, so they don't conceive.
I will hopefully see Indian guru again,
have many more questions without end.
Written by Suzae Chevalier August 22,2011
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Common Language
Common Language
The common language of Earth and galaxies everywhere,
is Soul Language, which sentient beings all do share.
Share their thoughts about conflict and strife,
bring back “peace” and end killing of life.
Life of course cannot die,
but can be needs to be respected, cherished and not denied.
Like Peter of Galilee,
was speaking Soul Language to 1,000 people times 3.
They all knew what he had said,
Pilgrims followed the teachings in which they were lead,
and became followers of The Way,
teachings for daily living of Jesus on that Pentecost Sunday.
Now nations of Earth can speak from a common ground,
hear the purist voice in the purist form without a sound.
Soul language has the presence of the divine,
it’s wisdom is used in Soul Language all the time.
Soul language can heal the conflict of the nations
Of Earth, make had a new world view in it’s rebirth.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 19,2011
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Tree Climbing
When I was 6 years of age,
I would go tree climbing all through the day.
My older brother would say to his friends,
“My sister Suzy can climb highest, you want to bet? ”
I would then look up at the tallest tree,
I knew I could make it without falling on my knee.
Yes, I would go straight to the top,
the top of the highest tree and then I’ld stop,
I would look down to see the world,
I was the happiest little girl.
All the trees where close together,
I felt like a bird with a lot of feathers.
I had made it to where the birds do roam,
I was at the top of the tower at my throne.
This reminds me of “Rising of the Planet of the Apes,
When Cornelius was happy to escape.
Climbing the tallest tree,
watching him brought back memories.
Memories of my tree climbing days,
I will always remember it in a special kind of way.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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You Have The Power From Within
You have a glowing power it shines from within,
you’ve had it since the day you were born,
this power won’t grow dim.
It comes from your heart,
that’s where it’s always been.
No person, place or thing can take it away,
it is your God-given right,
it will be with you everyday, morning, noon and night.
Every day of your life, you can use this source,
it will never run out, because it’s like a small little voice,
it grows and grows the more you use it,
it comes from the freedom of choice.
So remember this glowing power from within,
it’s like your best friend,
You can count on it again and again.
The End.
Copyright 1995 and 2010 Suzae Chevalier
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Alias Poem
Many selves with personalities I do have
I have different alias for you to understand.
Christina Sunrise writes about planet Earth
Suzae Chevalier writes about life since birth.
Sue Chevalier writes of characters on Krendoll land
Suzae is the visual artist, performing artist
paints and uses oral presentations to understand.
Now don't forget Puppit Lady for Razel has a voice
Melodie also who speaks with 'Freedom of Choice.'
So visit www.suzae.com right now
where you will see all of them make a home
Written by Suzae Chevalier on September 9,2012
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Stung By A Bee
Stung by a bee,
I did not scream,
Thumb hurt but I held it in.
I ran to my dad to tell I was stung,
He put ice on it, my thumb felt numb.
See, a couple minutes before in backyard,
I try to capture bee with no regard.
I was just copying what they did on Gilligan’s Island,
I thought I could do it and keep smiling.
Now you heard the saying,
Never try this thing at home,
I never saw it, and I brave things alone.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 28,2011
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Power and strength
We all have a unique power and strength
Though many strive blindly to get it at length
Some see power in a weapon revenging
But it takes greater strength in simply forgiving
Some think they show power by taking
But to give freely is stronger there’s no mistaking
All can carry the power of love in their hearts
It forgives, comforts endures and us never parts
These strength powers if we look have we all
So don’t forget this find your inner power stand tall
Razel Is All The Rage In Heaven
No birthdays in heaven
we do not age,
I hear we stay around 20-30
said a sage.
Now, what will Melodie and UniCandle
unicorn do?
I think they will have to
“Sing the Blues”.
Now Razel will
have her way she is happy
and thinks she’s all the rage.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 31,2011
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Thank You From Polar Bears
It was great to know
that Polar Bears would show
show up in flowers a bloom
I received acard in the month
of April not June.
Yes, on a Thank You greeting card
the Polar Bear did say
"Thank You"
for defending them that day.
Polar Bears were thanking me
for all the world to read
a poem about the Polar Bears destiny.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on March 21,2012
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When Jesus Spoke
When Jesus spoke his God self was coming through,
the same God self as me and you.
We are not separated from God,
we just lost our way,
We need to change our beliefs this present day.
We come full circle with technology,
we are at it's mercy if we don't see,
See the spiritual beliefs that ring true.
we can't mess with divinity.
Like the clones we are making will become a disaster,
watch Rise Planet of the Apes and try to capture,
the moral of the story in the end,
we will mess up and have to start all over again.
Written by Suzae Chevalier on August 20,2011
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I Believe In the Power
I believe in the power of you.
As the rain falls upon us and
everyone else scatters.
I believe in the power of you.
As I look into the shadowy pools
of your mysterious eyes.
I believe in the power of you.
As I fall into your arms always
trusting you to catch me.
I believe in the power of you.
As you listen while I pour my
heart and I cry my eyes out to you.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit and listen to your
words, your wisdom filtering your deep voice.
I believe in the power of you.
As I lay in your warm embrace
feeling protected and cherished.
I believe in the power of you.
As you turn away and walk out
the door, promising to come back.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit waiting patiently
for some sign of you to return.
I believe in the power of you.
As even now I doubt all my
faith in the one person I truly love.
I believe in the power of you.
As I sit here crying and swearing
wishing you could hear me.
I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to lose passion for
everything I loved when I was with you.
I believe in the power of you.
As I lay dying in bed suffering
from a broken heart.
I believe in the power of you.
As I close my eyes and an
image of you forms in my mind.
I believe in the power of you.
As I begin to feel a rage that
is red hot and will not go away.
I believe in the power of myself.
As i see your true image; a true
image of who you are inside.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to build my life up and
start doing the things I enjoy.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I understand the things that
were so illusive to me before.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I take back your control over
me and start living my life.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I no longer believe in the
power of you.
I believe in the power of myself.
As you and your power
no longer affects me.
I believe in the power of myself.
As I begin to love the one true
person I've forgotten in all of this
Me.
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