Why Not You?

Why Not You?
Author Unknown


Today, many will awaken with a fresh sense of inspiration. Why not you?


Today, many will open their eyes to the beauty that surrounds them. Why not you?


Today, many will choose to leave the ghost of yesterday behind and seize the immeasurable power of today. Why not you?


Today, many will break through the barriers of the past by looking at the blessings of the present. Why not you?


Today, for many the burden of self doubt and insecurity will be lifted by the security and confidence of empowerment. Why not you?


Today, many will rise above their believed limitations and make contact with their powerful innate strength. Why not you?


Today, many will choose to live in such a manner that they will be a positive role model for their children. Why not you?


Today, many will choose to free themselves from the personal imprisonment of their bad habits. Why not you?


Today, many will choose to live free of conditions and rules governing their own happiness. Why not you?


Today, many will find abundance in simplicity. Why not you?


Today, many will be confronted by difficult moral choices and they will choose to do what is right instead of what is beneficial. Why not you?


Today, many will decide to no longer sit back with a victim mentality, but to take charge of their lives and make positive changes. Why not you?


Today, many will take the action necessary to make a difference. Why not you?


Today, many will make the commitment to be a better mother, father, son, daughter, student, teacher, worker, boss, brother, sister, & so much more. Why not you?


Today is a new day!
Many will seize this day.
Many will live it to the fullest.
Why not you?

Start Where You Stand

Start where you stand and never mind the past,
The past won't help you in beginning new,
If you have left it all behind at last
Why, that's enough, you're done with it, you're through;
This is another chapter in the book,
This is another race that you have planned,
Don't give the vanished days a backward look,
Start where you stand.



The world won't care about your old defeats
If you can start anew and win success;
The future is your time, and time is fleet
And there is much of work and strain and stress;
Forget the buried woes and dead despairs,
Here is a brand-new trial right at hand,
The future is for him who does and dares,
Start where you stand.

The Vow

The Vow
By Malcolm O. Varner


No matter how deep the sadness or wide the pain,
I vow to live for a brighter day will come again.


No matter how many mistakes I’ve made in the past,
I vow to live and in the future avoid them, surefooted and fast.


No matter how many tragedies beyond my control take place,
I vow to live and stay my course within this race.


No matter how poor or rich I may ever be,
I vow to live and aspire to search for the dignity in simplicity.


No matter how much a lover may pierce the inner core of my heart,
I vow to live for like spring I’ll get a new start.


No matter how isolated and alone I may feel,
I vow to live and do something for someone else to heal.


No matter how hopeless my situation my appear,
I vow to live and reflect until my viewpoint is clear.


No matter what happens in this life – good or bad
I vow to live, do my best, and just for living – be glad.

Just One...One of it

One song can spark a moment,
One flower can wake the dream
One tree can start a forest,
One bird can herald spring.


One smile begins a friendship,
One handclasp lifts a soul.
One star can guide a ship at sea,
One word can frame the goal


One vote can change a nation,
One sunbeam lights a room
One candle wipes out darkness,
One laugh will conquer gloom.


One step must start each journey.
One word must start each prayer.
One hope will raise our spirits,
One touch can show you care.


One voice can speak with wisdom,
One heart can know what's true,


One life can make a difference,
You see, it's up to you

The days gone by...

I miss the old days
When mom and pops would ride off to work and the house was ours to own…
I miss the long afternoons with nothing to do and no bills to pay
The mystery of love that twirled loosely in my young heart
I miss the sincerity of the ink letters that tore my virgin emotions lose
I miss the suspense that came with thinking if she would ever notice and write back…
I miss the dark nights where I took count of the starry velvet sky
Wishing intimately to myself of the day we would ride our magic carpet up on High
I miss the times we would gather and picnics we the in thing
I miss dancing in the rain; Watering the rose flowers in our mini-garden;playing shake in the courtyard
I miss the way I would record her a cassette tape full of songs she loved..from the radio..lol!
Yeah; it was either sundowner or late date that caught my fancy
I miss her shy smile and walking her home..no cars, no gadgets ;just we
I remember the long walk would go to and fro a dozen times; who didn’t do this?
I miss stealing the kiss just outside her home then suddenly someone came opening…busted!
I miss fumbling over my words..and saying nothing but gibberish
I miss that she really sympathized and gave me a second chance..
I miss saying “” I love you..and she saying “I love you too”!Like we knew what love was..
I miss the innocence of having to buy her a penny’s worth of goody goody…
Because frankly I did not have any money and she totally loved it!
I miss watching rythmix on Friday evenings and serenade her the blues
I miss the joy of sleep overs with pals and playing cards like we didn’t have a care in the world..
I miss the long strolls at aboretum park down the sunset lane..collectin’ souvenir pebbles
I miss the rain soaked windows, candle lit hot chocolate over a romantic movie..with her
I miss the days of call box and hoping my coins would last me through the convo…
I miss looking into her eyes; promising her the sun, moon and the whole galaxy; holding her hand..Wishing forever
I wouldn’t know what became of her now but it made teenhood all the worthwhile..
I do miss these and more..But ..
Though I treasure those moments; I live for the present because I’m jazz, I’m a hopeless romantic but ‘tleast I’m a keeper!


(c) jazzkuria

STILL I RISE

"Of the greats that have inspired me, Maya Angelou has been among them. She is Grace personified and her poems are nothing short of genius...here's one of them.Enjoy and God Bless" ...Jazz

STILL I RISE
You may write me down in history
With your bitter, twisted lies,
You may trod me in the very dirt
But still, like dust, I'll rise.

Does my sassiness upset you?
Why are you beset with gloom?
'Cause I walk like I've got oil wells
Pumping in my living room.

Just like moons and like suns,
With the certainty of tides,
Just like hopes springing high,
Still I'll rise.

Did you want to see me broken?
Bowed head and lowered eyes?
Shoulders falling down like teardrops.
Weakened by my soulful cries.

Does my haughtiness offend you?
Don't you take it awful hard
'Cause I laugh like I've got gold mines
Diggin' in my own back yard.

You may shoot me with your words,
You may cut me with your eyes,
You may kill me with your hatefulness,
But still, like air, I'll rise.

Does my sexiness upset you?
Does it come as a surprise
That I dance like I've got diamonds
At the meeting of my thighs?

Out of the huts of history's shame
I rise
Up from a past that's rooted in pain
I rise
I'm a black ocean, leaping and wide,
Welling and swelling I bear in the tide.
Leaving behind nights of terror and fear
I rise
Into a daybreak that's wondrously clear
I rise
Bringing the gifts that my ancestors gave,
I am the dream and the hope of the slave.
I rise
I rise
I rise.


Maya Angelou

HEATHER HEADLEY'S "I WISH" - AUDIENCE OF ONE

I'd give you the moon But you'd never the warmth of the sunshine I'd give you the world But exactly what would that do?
I'd promise you wings to fly But how would you ever learn to run? So I wish you all you need to be than I could be This is what I wish for you
I wish you rainy days So you can know the beauty of a clear blue sky I wish you falling leaves So you understand that seasons change
And if I gave you the mountains would you learn to climb? I pray you'll always see the forest through the trees This is what I wish for you This is what I wish for you
If I could I'd say the word And chase your fears away And I'd stay right by your side And point the way that you should take
But this is your life This is your story And when all is done and said Say you lived with no regret
I wish you ocean breeze And rivers that bring you everything you need I wish the air you breathe Is all that you'll ever need
And I wish you nights of love And days of joy and shoulders when you cry And just enough hellos to get you through goodbye This is what I wish for you
I pray one day you'll have a home With arms that open wide And you'll have someone who loves you Always by your side
And when you lose your will to try I wish you wings to fly, I wish you wings to fly I wish you everything you need This is what I wish for you, this is what I wish for you

SONGS FROM HEAVEN

Where golden light becomes the red,
And red becomes the white,
Burning with the zeal of love,
A land devoid of night,
Powering the universe
From star to distant star;
Consume the dross, O Ancient One,
Let no aberrance mar
All that belongs to You alone,
Created by Your word;
All that is seen and understood,
All hidden and unheard.
Consume the sin, O Ancient One,
Consign it to the night;
For us there’s oneness with our God,
The Everlasting Light.
No shadow dare exalt itself,
No darkness dare display,
Where God Eternal rules and reigns
The land of endless day.
Praise Him, all you heavenly host,
Praise Him, Sons of men.
Turn your faces toward the Son,
God’s “Yea” and His “Amen.”
Every little seam,
Every little seam
Sewn with the thread of life;
Every little seam
Joins the living stream
Flowing to the river of life
Let my life extol the living God,
The Father of all light.
From the ends of the earth through the universe,
Extol His mercy and might.
Forever is not long enough
To praise His glorious name,
The forever of forever
To shout His glory and fame.
O celestial court, throw down your crowns
‘Neath the ruler of the earth.
Living creatures, sing your songs
To the King of the universe.
o joy unspeakable, joy foretold,
Ever new and ever old,
Before the Father’s throne be bold
To lift your songs of praise
Angels in their glory
Can never touch the flame,
The fire, pure incandescence,
That burns within Your name.
Let them gaze in wonder,
In awe, as they proclaim:
“Holy God, though ever new,
Eternally the same.”
Frightened, frozen, fettered.
Those who seek to fight,
Numbed and gnawed and naked,
Those who choose the night.
But we are covered by His love,
Beneath His banner stand,
Hidden in the Rock above,
Sheltered by His hand.
Angels in their glory
Can never touch the flame,
The fire, pure incandescence,
That burns within Your name.
Let them gaze in wonder,
In awe, as they proclaim:
“Holy God, though ever new,
Eternally the same.”
Praise You beyond the highest heaven.
Praise You beyond the lowest depth.
Praise You for Your loving presence.
Praise You for Your judgments blest.
Praise You, sun and moon together.
Praise You, whirling wheels and stars.
Praise You, angel chorus sounding.
Praise You near and praise afar.
Children sing Your praises, Father.
Maidens praise You, holy Son.
Holy Spirit, we adore You.
Finish now what You have begun.
Started long ago, hallelujah,
When together we did sing,
Blessed Father, Son, and Spirit,
To You, O God, our praise we bring.
Praise Your holy name, hallelujah,
Praise Your holy name, hallelujah,
Praise Your holy name.
The Holy Spirit’s Song
Let the brush of angels’ wings
Never blind the eyes
Of those who see beyond the veil
To gaze at paradise.
Gaze on, gaze on past the golden rim,
Gaze on past streets of gold,
Gaze on past all created things
To the new One, ever old.
Ever old and ever new,
Ancient of Days is He.
Infinity within His hands,
Light eternally.
Compassionate God, He who is good,
Compassionate God of might,
Life as a river flows from Your throne
To those who turn from night.
Let the cherubim in awe,
The seraphim in praise,
As those who see beyond the veil,
Upon Him ever gaze.
Gaze on, gaze on past the golden rim,
Gaze on past streets of gold,
Gaze on past all created things
To the new One, ever old.

Adapted from "anna roundtree's" Heavens opened book.

(c) jazzkuria

CLOUDS.WINDS.STARS

Friends,

I found the following an interesting read:

“For no man ever hates his own flesh, but nourishes and cherishes it, as Christ does for the church.” Eph. 5:29


Love him boldly, not with the corners of your eyes. Let her not see in the stars a wish….let the stars see in her a mate.



Lying on her back, fingers from the left and the right hands converged behind the rear of her head to give a pillow effect. She watched as the stars happily twinkled. On a remote corner of the skies, the clouds seemed to feel left out, especially the grey and dark and black ones. Is that why they move right underneath the stars, clouding them out to claim some attention too? For if they were at all mindful of the stars and their glitter they would consider a highway above the stars for their aimless journey. Or is it the wind speaking to the stars, “If you do not grant me the honor I’m due I’ll huff a stubborn cloud curtain to obscure your glitter into a lifetime of night!”


“Stop looking into space and pay attention to your soul!” she summoned herself to concentration. She was here to search her soul – and now she was searching the skies. But the more she approached her inside the more she was drawn to the outside. Closing her eyes and opening them was one and the same thing – she felt torched from within as she felt illuminated from the outside. Something far out seemed to rhyme with her deep down. As she searched her heart with her thoughts, the random yet ordered dance of the wind, the clouds and the stars too took her through the paces. What happens when frowns take to the floor to dance with smiles? What do you call this dance? She saw as she had felt, admiration so hastily despising. She had felt as she was seeing, hate turning to so intensely loving. Collaboration and conspiracy intertwined as if conspiracy was a kind of collaboration and collaboration a type of conspiracy. The dance she was feeling inside, her eyes were observing outside.



There is nothing like the village sky. It has this inviting power that cranes your neck towards it. Not so in the city. What with all the people who are out to snatch your bag? Dare to look up and the bag in your hand is gone, snatched by one who is tantalized not by twinkling skies but by slinging handbags. So for the love of our bags we drill our eyes into all faces intentionally labeling them all suspect. There are those who walk with the gait of the owners of the city zealously dodging faces choosing instead to gaze into the tunnels between necks. They dodge not because they are shy, but because they fake disinterest and pretend to spit all faces out of their eyes. Their eyes focus on the spaces between the faces, but their minds are face to face with you. They accord you a subordinate corner-of-the-eye view. But like the eyes of an anxious chameleon their minds turn you over and over with admiration.


Clouds. Winds. Stars. Dance. Dance well. Dance carefully. Let the cloudy move not be to mock her step, but to shield her from hurt. Let the wind that is your breath whisper the loudness of his worth. Love him boldly, not with the corners of your eyes. Let her not see in the stars a wish….let the stars see in her a mate.




Pastor Buri E.

Don't Quit

Author believed to be Rev Wade Watts

When things go wrong, as they sometimes will,
When the road your trudging seems all uphill,
When the funds are low and the debts are high,
And you want to smile, but you have to sigh,
When care is pressing you down a bit
Rest if you must, but don't you quit.

Life is queer with its twists and its turns,
As everyone of us sometimes learns,
And many a failure turns about
When they might have won, had they stuck it out.
Don't give up though the pace seems slow,
You may succeed with another blow.

Often the struggler has given up
When he might have captured the victors cup;
And he learned too late when the night came down,
How close he was to the golden crown.

Success is failure turned inside out
The silver tint of the clouds of doubt
And you never can tell how close you are,
It may be near when it seems so far;
So stick to the fight when your hardest hit,
It's when things seem worst that you mustn't quit!

A poem for my Weary Soul.

Peace! I speak unto my weary soul;

Our Mighty God is in control.

Remember His lasting faithfulness,

And joy in that assuring gladness;

Pay little attention to the cumbersome life sideshows,

Rather indulge wholeheartedly upholding His eternal laws;

Hard as it may,keep pressing on-

The battle's already won.

Say to the Lord
You are to me more than silver & gold

And shout for your victory.

For your burden will soon become history.

Peace! I speak to you my weary soul,

Our Mighty God is in control.

©jazzkuria
04.12.2010 1321hrs
Inspired by the anxiety sorrounding my imminent big break job switch.

Mind Vs. Heart - The conversation

In the abruptness of life precious moments, when I am entangled with the busyness of my mind,
My Heart begins to call…
“When is my turn going to come?” “When are going to let me be your light?”
(Be my light? Your turn?)
Heart Continues: “You keep running ; reasoning and questioning, keeping the mind first”!
“When are you going to let me help you?”
“I am Here!” – “Speaking to you with my feelings”.
“relaying to you honest answers to your deep inquisitions.But you rarely
let me guide you.I have always been here , ready to help you, help us make way through the maze but…”
(PAUSE)
(What?)
Heart continues: “…But you seldom do; save the moments when its all said and done that you vow to start listening to me”.
(Guilt feelings start welling up in me)
“That’s the soul sharing my pain and gently letting you know”
“ Its okay ; I understand. But if there is one thing I may ask of you to promise me…..”

(Uhuh..)

“TRUST ME!”

(But I do)

“Yes, But not Always”

(Okay)

“No,seriously..”

(I am Serious)

“Trust me. For I know you”

(Okay. I will try)

“Don’t try. Trust Me”.

“Don’t think about trusting me.Thats the mind telling you about me. Let me tell you about me, which is you.Always and in All ways.God lives here and when I say that I know you; Trust Me, I know You!”
“So promise to trust me?”

(PROMISE)

Thank you.

When God cries

He who made the will gave it to us , His precious sons and daughters , freely.
He who made us out of the abundance of His Love, gave us the breathe of life to manifest His Glory with His Free will.

When we were yet to be born, as infant spirits, He beheld us in the comforts of His Heavenly dwellings.
As one, then we divinely agreed to go into the world to become the physical expression of Him.
Being God, He gave us the liberty to choose to become Him on earth through the Holy Spirit within us.
Conversely, to fail to become this truth, the opposite would hold true and become a reality. i.e. We would choose to become who He is not and hence we would be who we are not by the denial of the Holy spirit in our lives; the guide of God in our hearts that our souls know very well.

With this foreknowledge, God understood we would not remember the “agreement” we had made once we become flesh and enter into the world and to this end, He sent His Only Son. To re-mind us who we were before we became. To bring us back into remembrance. “To re-member us” i.e. to attach us back to the original; In spirit as we dwell here on earth. Being God on earth in order to manifest His will, our will on earth, as it is in Heaven. And Jesus came and showed us the way and the truth and the life albeit at a very high cost. And so we re-membered. We became to Know again. We got “saved” from our unknowing and we became new creatures through this good news. The stuff of dreams, I tell you! That we were not ordinary people , but a Royalty. Kings and Queens in the Kingdom of God.

He who was. And Is , and Is to come, became man to makes us gods through the knowledge of His Spirit here on His earth. What a wonder!
And this is the truth! He even swore that He will never leave us nor forsake us until the end of time. We win!

But God cries…

When after everything He has said, He has done to us, He continues to speak silently into our hearts everyday, From sending us angels , from singing to us through His songs to woe us back, Lighting up the days and starring up the nights, faithfully beckoning the majesty of His beauty in every flower, river, mountain top, valley low, every animal, the birds of the air, the four seasons and even the rainbow. And if that is not enough , He died to see us through this remembrance that whoever believes may not perish but have everlasting life.

But with that free will ,we can deny Him and thus deny ourselves; who we are truly are and consciously choose who we are not. And continue making that decision every day. And the precious gift becomes a curse, in an instant!

So God cries…

He cries for us. But for each tear shed, His call to us becomes even louder.

©jazzkuria
23/01/10.

2010 spiritual resolution.

The new year is upon us and what a joy to behold. I have big ideas on what I plan to be, to do and to have. Amongst the most important ones is my relationship with God. Yes, This may sound cliché but honestly it isn’t. I have come to understand something deeper about Our Loving Father up there. I have been blessed with experiences that have ushered me to these truths and the little I can do in return is to work with unrelenting fervor to connect even more with God. To make it short and simple, I need to recognize God. Wow! I know, that sounds basic and ridiculous but wait and see. I do recognize God but in places and ways I have been trained to know how and in precise and specific people and places; a church, an elderly ,bearded man in white garments making prophetic statements, a gospel tv channel etc. But that is not enough for God is everywhere so we are told! And so I need to be made aware. Make me aware again.

To know that God is in the flowers in the field, the wind that lifts their fragrance up in the air, the rain that strikes our faces and the sun that caresses our skin. The birds that sings and the lion that roars majestically in the jungle ,The weird neighbor, the sulking boss and that beautiful woman seated in the bus-seat next to you.Everywhere!

you see,I presume we all know that God is always with us. Let Me put it this way. God is always there, in our life. All Ways. But we become much more conscious of His presence when we do these things; when we smile or love or sing or dance or write from our hearts. This is the highest version of Who HE IS, and when we are ex-pressing these qualities, we are expressing Him. I mean that literally. we are expressing God. That is, pushing HIM out. We are taking Him from the inside of us, where He always reside, and showing Him on the outside of us. And so, He seems to be “just showing up.” The truth is, God is always there, and we, you, me, are only in these moments aware of God. What a wonderful revelation I have come to know and that I even seek to “know again” even deeper! And so I am on this project; to consciously become aware of where GOD is. Now you can somehow understand what I am trying to get in here. To “recognize” God is to “know again” God. From “cognize” which means to “be aware” and so to “re-cognize” is “to be aware again” and as such to recognize God for me this year, I am working to know again God; consciously in me and out there .Its quite simple, I plan to know again the God I know! Aha! Awesome, isn’t it? By this , I have to be willing to see God where I find God and not only where I expect to find God. I have to see God in my bitter times and not only during my happy times. I have to be willing to see God even when I am low in spirit, Out of a job, ignored by friend, dumped by a loved one et al; really see God in these moments and not chose to imagine He has deserted me and that I need to find Him. Again, God is always with us and by our unconscious awareness we believe He is not. So My “knowing again” will involve a change of heart, a change of mind and a lot of courage. Faith!! Besides knowing and having a belief that God IS, I seek to “know again” that God IS and always IS about me and every part of my business. To see God where I find Him and find Him where I see Him!So Help Me God!


©jazzkuria


-article inspired by “Friendship with God” by neale d.walsch.


10.01.10

THE DON'TS IN MY LIFE

Don’t sit aside and look
With empty eyes and a castigating mind
Watching the wicked few eating
And drinking to empty of the masses’ brook.

Don’t be angry and just sit
Wishing someone else take notice
Of the ignorant many
Being led astray by idle advice

Don’t start and stop
The noble cause of feeding the mind
With wisdom, knowledge and understanding
From whichever source that you can find

Don’t indulge the foolish jokes
That the world is round and much abound
But work your zeal and play the part
For the earth repays the diligent sower’s ground.

Don’t pray and doubt
That life will and remain the same
But be ye strong within and without
Your unyielding Faith will bring you through.

(C) JAZZKURIA

The silence of wonder!

Take the sun
The imposing, bright tablet in the sky
Which,at the break of dawn, slides up n shines up on high
Think about it
In all its glorious splendour
And in silence
It stands above in purpose
Then the world is lit up with this cosmic magnificence

Take the rainbow
The tapestry of wonder that splashes across the wet sky
Flaunting its beauty and in an instant it goes back to hiding
Think about it
In all its glorious splendour
It adorns our distant horizon
And men have since been ridiculously smitten!


Take the stars
The white diamonds scattered across the velvet sky
Glittering and shimmering in the dark of the night
Think about it
This glorious splendour
And in silence
They twinkle their way into our hearts n fascinates our imagination with their charm.

Take our Father God
Who, before the beginning began had been and lived to see the end and IS after that
He, who holds the universe by His breath and the seas in the cusp of His hand
Would go into Himself to send unto us His beloved Son
Think about it
A chastisement of our sins ; A living sacrifice for our redemption
The Living Word
And now we have a hope and a future

Take me n you
An image of unspeakable and phenomenal beauty
Knitted perfectly in the mother's womb with no idea, no clue n here we are
Think about it
An absolute wonder
Dont say a word
Some things are better said in silence!


Take the following
The birds of the air, the wild animals, the wind that slaps ur face, the rivers and the mountains, the green of the fodder, the delicate white snowflake, the yin and the yang, the strange time-space continuum, the joy of poetry, the rains falling from the heavens, the angels
Think about all that...
Mystery inexplainable
Without words
The silence of wonder!

©jazzkuria
052209

EXPOSED!

I just sit
Waiting and then pray
I then repeat
Telling myself its gonna be okay
I try to sing
But the melody does not make any sense
I bring myself back to myself
Summoning my innermost faith
Faith in God
I then lay down and sleep
Whilst trying very hard not to weep


Still..,Mine is a decent story
In comparison to others out there
With dreams gone awry
I see myself with victory
Maybe today; Maybe tomorrow
But I’m still drawn to sorrow

For I am wiser now
Free to live my truth
And let Love be
In Jesus will I trust
The lasting Peace for my days
I will talk
Of nothing other than Hope
In a world where gloom is in bloom
I will try to be..
An extension of His Light
A Joy to the mad world
A smile to the constant frowns
Warmth to the cold reality
Love to the resident evil
Bounty when scarce is commonplace
A Faithful Keeper
A solution than a problem
Colours of the rainbow
A part of Heaven down here
Just be me...
For The world could use something different at least!


jazzkuria
-END-

LOVE IS ALL THERE IS- The series

Love is a very powerful emotion
It is often the most confused and controversial
Usually spoken of being blind;
Love answers and seldom questions
It is in the heart of the beholder
The DNA of His Awesome Wonder
It defines most of our actions and Inactions.
It makes us breathe; Jump; Shout; Sing; Hustle; Makes us want to lie down..Just makes us move.
It inspires; makes us perspire and never expires!
It lifts us up when we are down
It is always deep within when all else is gloom
Asking us to summon it constantly and consistently
For Love Is ALL There Is!
Love is the warmth in the Smile
Love is the crisp of the morning breeze
Love is the soothing of a comforting hug
Love is the melody of the bird perched next to your bedroom window
Love is the friendship we never want to loose
The kiss from a loved one.
Love is the contentment of a Peaceful heart
Love is the reaction of a prayer answered
Love is the serene of ocean waves;
The rays of the setting sun;
The snowballs in winter;
The Lion playing with her cubs;
The rain pouring from the heavens;
The tree that gives us the shade;
The song we dance ourselves loose;
The footprints we etch along the sandy beach;
It is the air that sweeps our face;
It is in the clothes we wear;
The red in the roses;
The Ham in the Burger;
It is The All In All!
God Is Love!
But why is Love not pronounced and announced everyday? Every time? At all moments?
Why is it so easy to see hurt? Pain? Jealousy? Anger? Envy? Ugliness? Yea, why do these come so easy for us? Why do they entangle us with such cheap effort? Exactly, Where Is The Love?
Thats the journey I wish we begin from here..
The Journey that Love Is All There Is.
The Journey Of everything Love.
Me and You.Love!
It starts with just one person
It starts with ME!
Care to Join?

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Jazzkuria (c)

THE SEEKING ...Part 2!

Oh , this life of mine!
So its said we are who we are on the inside,Huh?
And the seeking continues...
What’s the soul’s horizon?
The extent of its vision?
The scope of its wisdom?
The breadth of its knowledge?
The bounty of itself?
How come it always understands the truth of me?
Well adept of my very concept
The inside me so to speak
The Intricate; Intrinsic; Opus; My Sonata, Generic that is Me
Yea, the highest thoughts of me are from my soul
How come , my body is always in conflict with the soul?
And why the conflict in the first place?
Why the eternal strict between these two of me?
What does the soul know that my mind can’t fully comprehend?
And the body is just as clueless to say the least?
If, plainly as possible, would its etchings on tablets say of me?
Would I be shocked beyond wonder that I know nothing of I?
Would I be surprised that I live that which is below of me?
Or would I pause at the magnificence of the essence that is Me?
Would I behold the awesomeness of the Divine when God breathed my being and I became life?
Would I shout? Collapse? Run beserk? Stand still? Be rendered speechless when I see the results of my doing(s) against that of my being?
Will I then deny or accept?
Will I share the same with my family? Friends? With You?
What’s to my soul?
Tell me, what does it mean to when its asked “who are you?”
D o I seek to say that which my mind has collectively put into my conscious what I have described myself with time or say that which my soul knows very well of myself?
Again, what is the answer when I ask who are you?
Do I then live short of my soul’s expectation?
Have I put a limit on my unlimitlessness?
Have I sought to DO than to BE?
Am I a human BEING living a life of a human DOING?
This soul of mine!
It’s bigger than I think!
The grand reservoir of all that is Faith, Hope, Desire, Joy, Sorrow, Love, Feeling...; Everything.
The mind is at its command, or otherwise. The body at the behest of the mind of that which the mind has received from the soul..or otherwise.
So who is boss over whom? Who rules? Who defines me? That is I..
My Soul? My Mind? My body?
Who speaks of my true self?
Oh this Life of mine!

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(c) jazzkuria

THE SEEKING

We seek to be
We seek for the deeper meaning
We seek to fight for the just cause
We seek The Light ;not to deny darkness (its just dark) but coz our own light is not as bright
We seek to work for a justified pay
We seek to love in earnest; Truthfully. No holds barred. No conditions. Just Love!
We seek to learn and lose the unwarranted ignorance
We seek to pray; not as an obligation but as a cherished communion with HIM whom we owe our existence
We seek to share; not as a duty but out of the abundance
We seek to speak openly if only to communicate our truth
We seek to remain healthy ; to look beautiful and not for impression’s sake but as a genuine expression of Who We Are.
We seek to be truly thankful from our hearts and make it a habit
We seek Peace; the serenity to just abide and not brew conflict when others opinions are not same as ours.
We seek Joy and not just for the bliss but as a deepest compliment of our sorrow.
We seek to radiate God’s Glory in everything and not the cheap alternative of the earthly fame for our ego
We seek to relate and not out of need but out of a deep sense to see our true selves reflecting from another
We seek to honestly own and not covet
We seek the freedom of being us and not confinement by living (experiencing) another’s truth which ofcourse was another’s truth and so on ...
We seek purity out of a heart’s will and not a body’s strength.




We seek to obey and not for obedience sake; ...mmmm actually , for obedience sake!
We seek to run and not faint;
We seek Courage and not Cowardice
Faith and not Fear
To Be and not just humdrum existence
We seek to seek then when we get we fail to notice then start to seek again
We win at times but for the larger part we doubt about it
And when we fail we fail to start seeking again until were sick of not seeking again
We seek in depths, in Highs, in the Narrows, in the Wide, Everywhere
We seek; if only someone; GOD, can help give us back to ourselves
This we seek But Few I do ..infact most cases I don’t.
And so I need JESUS.
For Perfection is Him and by Him and Through Him I can become
So I guess I answer myself that To Know God I Need To Be Out Of My Mind!

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(c) jazzkuria