It is only a tiny rosebud
A flower of God's design
But I cannot unfold the petals
with these clumsy hands of mine
The secret of unfolding flowers
Is not known to such as I
God opens this flower so sweetly
Then,in my hands, they die
If I cannot open a rosebud
The flower of God's design
Then how can I have the wisdom
To unfold this life of mine?
So, i'll trust Him for leading
Each moment of my day
I will look to Him for His guidance
Each step of the pilgrim's way
The pathway that lies before me
Only my Heavenly Father knows
I'll tust Him to unfold those moments
Just as He unfolds the Rose!
--END-
(writer is anonymous to such as I...)
..hope we,rather I, learn the art of trusting God totally with my life come the nu year!.have a prosperous '07)
Friday, December 29, 2006
Thursday, December 28, 2006
My Poetic Destiny!
I am absorbed with my quest to succeed
My inner and outer worlds are at odds to fulfill this need
A wish turned to a Promise
then to Hope and now , a Destiny!
Its an obsession to crazy to bear
a sumptuos reality for one not to give care
I am out of sorts on how to get there
Show me the path that I may follow
Be with me n in my down times,share my sorrow
For I can't give up till I see my 'morrow
Its not about the What but the Why?
The foetus has formed and grown into a baby
When everything stops in me,Then I'll Try!
Soldier on and on and on and then on!
I believe in my Destiny
In its fulfillment and radiant beauty
and I swear to get there
In
Anyway
Anyhow
Anyday!
(jazz.)
-END-
My inner and outer worlds are at odds to fulfill this need
A wish turned to a Promise
then to Hope and now , a Destiny!
Its an obsession to crazy to bear
a sumptuos reality for one not to give care
I am out of sorts on how to get there
Show me the path that I may follow
Be with me n in my down times,share my sorrow
For I can't give up till I see my 'morrow
Its not about the What but the Why?
The foetus has formed and grown into a baby
When everything stops in me,Then I'll Try!
Soldier on and on and on and then on!
I believe in my Destiny
In its fulfillment and radiant beauty
and I swear to get there
In
Anyway
Anyhow
Anyday!
(jazz.)
-END-
Wednesday, December 27, 2006
Love will find the Way!
Through the mystery of the being,
man, in pin-point reference,
love will find the way!
It meanders down in the troughs,
makes its journey up in the mountains,
and in an instant cascades from the steep edges of a human heart
all in all, it finds its way home!
In deep pain,love remains steadfast
In the happy valley, it lays at her bosom.
Rain,Sleet,snow,sun or in the menacing clouds of gloom,
Love seldom changes!
And while ,sometimes,loathed by them who have had its meaning concorted,
Love , always, finds its way Home!
(jazz.)
-END-
man, in pin-point reference,
love will find the way!
It meanders down in the troughs,
makes its journey up in the mountains,
and in an instant cascades from the steep edges of a human heart
all in all, it finds its way home!
In deep pain,love remains steadfast
In the happy valley, it lays at her bosom.
Rain,Sleet,snow,sun or in the menacing clouds of gloom,
Love seldom changes!
And while ,sometimes,loathed by them who have had its meaning concorted,
Love , always, finds its way Home!
(jazz.)
-END-
Lord,Help Me..!
I walk but my steps keep losing your tracks
A heart that longs to do good
but has undone baggage held in sacks
I cry inside but tears can only go so far
Touch me,divinely, and heal me of these scars
and make me shine again like the midnite star!
Unravel to me the mystery
of your unconditional love
that is so pure as a dove
As I cast my eyes above
to be wrapped in your arms
that hold warm as a glove!
I pretend to hold unto you steadfast
to please you in my works
and yet you see thru'
into my heart
Everyday,help me to make a new start
to walk with you;Talk to you
Praise only you;as my Heavenly Father!
Harbour not thy portion of mine blessing
timely reveal to me the meaning of holiness
as you work on my character;
with strength to bear with my pain
Yet see thru' to my prize!
To be a righteous man in your Eyes
and in my eyes to be..
an upright brother,
a caring friend,
a gentle neighbour,
a loving boyfriend,
an honest worker,
a patient seeker,
a timely stranger,
a Godly father,
...and much more
To him,her and them
that you send into my life and Ultimately to You!
My King,Maker and Father!
...but I cant all these without your help,
so i write ;Lord,Help me!
(jazz.)
-END-
A heart that longs to do good
but has undone baggage held in sacks
I cry inside but tears can only go so far
Touch me,divinely, and heal me of these scars
and make me shine again like the midnite star!
Unravel to me the mystery
of your unconditional love
that is so pure as a dove
As I cast my eyes above
to be wrapped in your arms
that hold warm as a glove!
I pretend to hold unto you steadfast
to please you in my works
and yet you see thru'
into my heart
Everyday,help me to make a new start
to walk with you;Talk to you
Praise only you;as my Heavenly Father!
Harbour not thy portion of mine blessing
timely reveal to me the meaning of holiness
as you work on my character;
with strength to bear with my pain
Yet see thru' to my prize!
To be a righteous man in your Eyes
and in my eyes to be..
an upright brother,
a caring friend,
a gentle neighbour,
a loving boyfriend,
an honest worker,
a patient seeker,
a timely stranger,
a Godly father,
...and much more
To him,her and them
that you send into my life and Ultimately to You!
My King,Maker and Father!
...but I cant all these without your help,
so i write ;Lord,Help me!
(jazz.)
-END-
Of my Deepest Desire...
Of my deepest desire....
to focus on being heavenly bound
Yet my heart to remain
freshly ground
On Godly-laid down precepts
and not once leave them in part
but,as we work them biceps,
surely work & meditate an His Word day n night!
To become a shining light
Then can I conquer the fight
and receive the crown
on that day
When God calls unto Him His very own
wipe their troubles away
Them who held on to the very end
Believed and Trusted in Jesus Christ
Of my deepest desire....
To make this my daily pursuit!
(jazz.)
-END-
to focus on being heavenly bound
Yet my heart to remain
freshly ground
On Godly-laid down precepts
and not once leave them in part
but,as we work them biceps,
surely work & meditate an His Word day n night!
To become a shining light
Then can I conquer the fight
and receive the crown
on that day
When God calls unto Him His very own
wipe their troubles away
Them who held on to the very end
Believed and Trusted in Jesus Christ
Of my deepest desire....
To make this my daily pursuit!
(jazz.)
-END-
Tuesday, December 19, 2006
Whats with Words?
Whats with words, I ask?
whats with the 26 letters that when re-arranged
then said or written, makes a difference?
words do not have arms to hold me close
neither do they have a face i can catch at the first glance
Yet,Unequivocally,words have a hidden soul
and when those " three little words" are uttered..somehow,always,
my heart is embraced with warmth,love and joy.how? I wonder!
A Thousand miles apart and those "words" speak volumes
and assure me of your presence
sometimes,once too often, them words put mi down, and in an instance
hurt is spewed into my essence
Agony,in my heart,then consumes.
The adage says"sticks and stones may break my bones but words cant"
but No!..They do!!
whats with words, then I ask?
can I go without them for a day, or, two?
can a poem be without words?
whats their root coz i see n know their fruit?
Somewhere ,righthere, words are scattered and uttered
words are all over!
in airwaves,thru' music, in paper thru' books
in the heavens thru' prayers,in the graves thru' curses
need i go on?Everywhere!!
Words are bound to stay and be .so I learn
I plead then, my brothers and sisters
can we make our words have life where we can?
can we use them in Truth and Positivity ?
After all, WORDS ARE US!
(jazz.)
-END-
whats with the 26 letters that when re-arranged
then said or written, makes a difference?
words do not have arms to hold me close
neither do they have a face i can catch at the first glance
Yet,Unequivocally,words have a hidden soul
and when those " three little words" are uttered..somehow,always,
my heart is embraced with warmth,love and joy.how? I wonder!
A Thousand miles apart and those "words" speak volumes
and assure me of your presence
sometimes,once too often, them words put mi down, and in an instance
hurt is spewed into my essence
Agony,in my heart,then consumes.
The adage says"sticks and stones may break my bones but words cant"
but No!..They do!!
whats with words, then I ask?
can I go without them for a day, or, two?
can a poem be without words?
whats their root coz i see n know their fruit?
Somewhere ,righthere, words are scattered and uttered
words are all over!
in airwaves,thru' music, in paper thru' books
in the heavens thru' prayers,in the graves thru' curses
need i go on?Everywhere!!
Words are bound to stay and be .so I learn
I plead then, my brothers and sisters
can we make our words have life where we can?
can we use them in Truth and Positivity ?
After all, WORDS ARE US!
(jazz.)
-END-
Nothing Just Happens!
When clouds of gloom from all over gather
when seasoned pain has robbed me of my precious laughter
when i endure endless days of stinging sorrow
with bitter nights often harboured in the deepest of burrows
I am reminded ...to God
Nothing Just Happens!
When the seas, in fury resound
and loneliness in my life greatly abound
when my hopes and dreams are swept away in the eye of the storm
when all around me is silence and I have nowhere to call my home
I am still reminded..to God
Nothing Just Happens!
When my calloused heart betrays and strays from His Divinely will
and in my folly, I partake from the table of covectiousness
He gently sends His Holy Spirit and woos me back to the fold
For in Him abides all Righteousness and Faithfulness
Then again it rings true....to God
Nothing Just Happens!
When my burdens become to heavy to bear
worn out,gutted and laden with despair
He carries me in His wings and wipes away my tears
and I soldier on thru' my hardest of years as He whispers to my ear
"Neither will I leave you or forsake you my son"
To what can I equate this unfathomble Love?
Who can boast of such immeasurable Granduer?
He who sees me while in my mother's womb
and owns my life upto my very tomb!
Thru' Him I regain my Heavenly Royalty
The King Almighty who rules the heavens and the earth till and beyond eternity
The Strength in my time of need.My Maker,Redeemer and Saviour and Friend
In Him.....Nothing Just Happens!
I choose then, not to serve to fate
Nor deny my faith in dubiuos haste
But Trust Him who holds my soul in the palm of His Hand
For now i know and truly understand
As His Child......Nothing Just Happens!
(jazz.)
-END-
"inspired by the sermon "nothing just happens" by Bishop TD Jakes"
when seasoned pain has robbed me of my precious laughter
when i endure endless days of stinging sorrow
with bitter nights often harboured in the deepest of burrows
I am reminded ...to God
Nothing Just Happens!
When the seas, in fury resound
and loneliness in my life greatly abound
when my hopes and dreams are swept away in the eye of the storm
when all around me is silence and I have nowhere to call my home
I am still reminded..to God
Nothing Just Happens!
When my calloused heart betrays and strays from His Divinely will
and in my folly, I partake from the table of covectiousness
He gently sends His Holy Spirit and woos me back to the fold
For in Him abides all Righteousness and Faithfulness
Then again it rings true....to God
Nothing Just Happens!
When my burdens become to heavy to bear
worn out,gutted and laden with despair
He carries me in His wings and wipes away my tears
and I soldier on thru' my hardest of years as He whispers to my ear
"Neither will I leave you or forsake you my son"
To what can I equate this unfathomble Love?
Who can boast of such immeasurable Granduer?
He who sees me while in my mother's womb
and owns my life upto my very tomb!
Thru' Him I regain my Heavenly Royalty
The King Almighty who rules the heavens and the earth till and beyond eternity
The Strength in my time of need.My Maker,Redeemer and Saviour and Friend
In Him.....Nothing Just Happens!
I choose then, not to serve to fate
Nor deny my faith in dubiuos haste
But Trust Him who holds my soul in the palm of His Hand
For now i know and truly understand
As His Child......Nothing Just Happens!
(jazz.)
-END-
"inspired by the sermon "nothing just happens" by Bishop TD Jakes"
Monday, December 18, 2006
A friend's greeting
I'd like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me;
I'd like to be the help
that you've been always glad to be;
I'd like to mean as much to you
each minute of the day
As you have meant, old friend of mine,
to me along the way.
I'd like to do the big things
andthe splendid things for you,
To brush the gray from out your skies
and leave them only blue;
I'd like to say the kindly things
thatI so oft have heard,
And feel that I could rouse your soul
the way that mine you've stirred.
I'd like to give you back the joy
that you have given me,
Yet that were wishing you a need
I hope will never be;
I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,
who travel onUndaunted
in the darkest hours
with you to lean upon.
I'm wishing at this time
that I could but repay
A portion of the gladness thatyou've strewn along my way;
And could I have one wish this year,
this only would it be:
I'd like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me.-
Edgar A Guest
that you have been to me;
I'd like to be the help
that you've been always glad to be;
I'd like to mean as much to you
each minute of the day
As you have meant, old friend of mine,
to me along the way.
I'd like to do the big things
andthe splendid things for you,
To brush the gray from out your skies
and leave them only blue;
I'd like to say the kindly things
thatI so oft have heard,
And feel that I could rouse your soul
the way that mine you've stirred.
I'd like to give you back the joy
that you have given me,
Yet that were wishing you a need
I hope will never be;
I'd like to make you feel as rich as I,
who travel onUndaunted
in the darkest hours
with you to lean upon.
I'm wishing at this time
that I could but repay
A portion of the gladness thatyou've strewn along my way;
And could I have one wish this year,
this only would it be:
I'd like to be the sort of friend
that you have been to me.-
Edgar A Guest
surrender-the poem
Prayer of Surrender to God's Will
Lord give me the desire to do your will.
It may be painful at times,
help me believe that in your will is my peace
When i stumble,help me rise.
In all circumstances Lord,
Let me desire your holy will.
Direct my thoughts,
My words and my actions today
that i may know and do your will.
From –Silvian.
Lord give me the desire to do your will.
It may be painful at times,
help me believe that in your will is my peace
When i stumble,help me rise.
In all circumstances Lord,
Let me desire your holy will.
Direct my thoughts,
My words and my actions today
that i may know and do your will.
From –Silvian.
Thursday, December 14, 2006
3 Questions!
Who knows the touch of love?
who's been wrapped around in her arms and held on ..oh so dearly?
who's been captured in her loving embrace
that soothes like the summer's rain?
and with one word u'd describe the moment you had...oh so clearly?
Who's heard the sound of love?
is it too loud or so soft so as not everyone can hear?
i seek it in all corners,down -under and high up above
i'd give everything just to hear her call my name ..oh so cheerfully!
but for now ill just sit and wait..for she doesnt tarry
carefully give in into the hands of time.
Who seen thru' the eyes of love?
shared in her reflection of hope and lavish beauty?
peeped beyond the surface but deep into
the yearning souls of the unquenched
if you may,please ask her to come for me as she's part of my destiny
she needs to fill up in my story where pain left in part.
I ask of these not in ignorance
but that you may deal with me in tolerance
the heartaches of life have left me half-sighted
so I seek to be uplifted
by the touch of love
the sound o' love
and see thru' the eyes of love
as God had intended of me.
(jazz.)
-END-
who's been wrapped around in her arms and held on ..oh so dearly?
who's been captured in her loving embrace
that soothes like the summer's rain?
and with one word u'd describe the moment you had...oh so clearly?
Who's heard the sound of love?
is it too loud or so soft so as not everyone can hear?
i seek it in all corners,down -under and high up above
i'd give everything just to hear her call my name ..oh so cheerfully!
but for now ill just sit and wait..for she doesnt tarry
carefully give in into the hands of time.
Who seen thru' the eyes of love?
shared in her reflection of hope and lavish beauty?
peeped beyond the surface but deep into
the yearning souls of the unquenched
if you may,please ask her to come for me as she's part of my destiny
she needs to fill up in my story where pain left in part.
I ask of these not in ignorance
but that you may deal with me in tolerance
the heartaches of life have left me half-sighted
so I seek to be uplifted
by the touch of love
the sound o' love
and see thru' the eyes of love
as God had intended of me.
(jazz.)
-END-
I speak!
I may never see tommorow
theres no written guarantee
and the things that happenned yesteday
Belong to History.
I cannot predict my future
I cannot change my past
I only have this very time
I must treat it as my last.
I must use this moment very wisely
for it soon will pass away
be lost from me forever
and be part of my long gone yesterday.
The unkind things i do today
may nevermore be undone
any friendships i fail to win
may ne'er more be won.
I must exercise compassion
help the fallen to their feet
Be a friend to the friendless
and where I can,How i can, make an empty life ,atleast ,complete.
I may never have another chance
on bended knee to pray
and thank God with a humble heart
for giving this day.
So I speak , so I know ,I know so as I do ,these things I say to You.
(jazz.)
-END-
theres no written guarantee
and the things that happenned yesteday
Belong to History.
I cannot predict my future
I cannot change my past
I only have this very time
I must treat it as my last.
I must use this moment very wisely
for it soon will pass away
be lost from me forever
and be part of my long gone yesterday.
The unkind things i do today
may nevermore be undone
any friendships i fail to win
may ne'er more be won.
I must exercise compassion
help the fallen to their feet
Be a friend to the friendless
and where I can,How i can, make an empty life ,atleast ,complete.
I may never have another chance
on bended knee to pray
and thank God with a humble heart
for giving this day.
So I speak , so I know ,I know so as I do ,these things I say to You.
(jazz.)
-END-
art is life!
art is life.....
people,trees, words,actions,non verbal cues,pictures, signs, etc ..anything u can think of ..that exists.. anything dynamic or static in life that has a form, substance or with life or without...it is art n art is life ....lets use this as a means to express ourselves positively n for the betterment of our lives.
signed:art lover!!
people,trees, words,actions,non verbal cues,pictures, signs, etc ..anything u can think of ..that exists.. anything dynamic or static in life that has a form, substance or with life or without...it is art n art is life ....lets use this as a means to express ourselves positively n for the betterment of our lives.
signed:art lover!!
Subscribe to:
Posts (Atom)