I don't need a dime because she makes me feel a billion times that
Because she values things that can't be found on this planet
On the ground she'll hypnotize,
Her spirit's flying through the skies
It's a love you'll never find
With your finite mind.
Woman of the Lord, all the faith of God
She sees the things that no one sees
Believes the things that few believe
All the things we call divine
You'll never know with your finite mind
Everlasting love
You'll never know with your finite mind
Saturday, June 8, 2019
Thursday, May 23, 2019
Insightful Aspirations
"They have eyes but do not see, ears but do not hear". This was from the words of Jesus referring to those who did not understand his teachings.
"There is a language of Heaven; the soul knows this language. It is a language communicable to the soul of man as a person, to the soul of man as a race, and to the soul of man as a nation. When men are equal in the light, they understand this language; their greatest deeds and their noblest acts come forth-and they stand at the pinnacle of God's Plan for them"
Ann Ree Colton, The Human Spirit.
"There is a language of Heaven; the soul knows this language. It is a language communicable to the soul of man as a person, to the soul of man as a race, and to the soul of man as a nation. When men are equal in the light, they understand this language; their greatest deeds and their noblest acts come forth-and they stand at the pinnacle of God's Plan for them"
Ann Ree Colton, The Human Spirit.
Tuesday, February 5, 2019
WRITER
A writer? One who will wax poetic
Arrange the words and facts magnetic
Stir the ethers into a shape
The lips from stiff to agape
Bring together all the years
Bring the strongest one to tears
Hope to the weary
Trust to the leary
Just in time, lift a pen
From lonely dim lit den
Shine a light into the dark
In cold and damp ignite a spark
Comfort delivered to a need
Oft not ever took to read
Whether or not a soul relate
Never need negotiate
The idea that blows through the ages
Forever jotted on endless pages
Not for glory, nor put under sod
But to help extend the hand of God!
Arrange the words and facts magnetic
Stir the ethers into a shape
The lips from stiff to agape
Bring together all the years
Bring the strongest one to tears
Hope to the weary
Trust to the leary
Just in time, lift a pen
From lonely dim lit den
Shine a light into the dark
In cold and damp ignite a spark
Comfort delivered to a need
Oft not ever took to read
Whether or not a soul relate
Never need negotiate
The idea that blows through the ages
Forever jotted on endless pages
Not for glory, nor put under sod
But to help extend the hand of God!
Monday, January 7, 2019
Unspeakable
Enter the void, the eternal spaces
See the blank look on the faces
Listen to that which can be extricable
That which is known to be inexplicable
Clamor to know or ignore instead
Words from the living as well as the dead
Not a common sense is bided
Something beyond perchance ignited
To know a neutrino of what exists
Beyond the table we pound with our fists
Of ethers, of clouds, fog and mist
Without which nil could ever exist
Coming with birth and decay
The grim reaper lights the way
Here no season, pagan, or vernal
Believe on the One, this is eternal.
See the blank look on the faces
Listen to that which can be extricable
That which is known to be inexplicable
Clamor to know or ignore instead
Words from the living as well as the dead
Not a common sense is bided
Something beyond perchance ignited
To know a neutrino of what exists
Beyond the table we pound with our fists
Of ethers, of clouds, fog and mist
Without which nil could ever exist
Coming with birth and decay
The grim reaper lights the way
Here no season, pagan, or vernal
Believe on the One, this is eternal.
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