Father, creator of everything

FATHER, CREATOR OF EVERYTHING
by justme

Father, creator of everything, thank you for this moment, this precious only moment.
Father forgive me for I have been lost in another moment, a moment created in my mind.
Father only forgive me as I understand the other, who also lives within his mind and it is only through me recognising the same that my sins are forgiven and I can get up and walk.
Father let me not indulge upon my moment but rather observe the true moment and perhaps also see the play of the mind, the game, the illusion.
Father there is only one day.
There is no other.
Father it is through gratitude that I shall learn humility.
Father it is through humility I shall learn service.
Father it is through service shall I see my fellow man.
Father it is though seeing my fellow man I shall see myself.
Father it I through seeing myself I shall see you.
Father it is through seeing you I shall see nothing separate from you.
Father through seeing nothing seperate shall I live forever.

Amen.

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The dream of life

THE DREAM OF LIFE
by justme

My dream is the dream of life
Found in death, freed by death
A sorrowful thing am I.
I sit upon the tree alone, it’s branches tremble not, for it is I who shivers
My shaking wakes the earth, no other birds will sit with me, the onlooker, the gazer of things.
My song the song of my forefathers, breathes life, calls death, a waiting thing am I
Alone, so very alone.
Yet to my silent tune the clouds they dance, they cry, they move.
To my silent dance we hold each other and smile and weep for a lost tomorrow
Somewhere within the space between the stars, held within the moment is my place.
A perfect place, a quiet place, where I belong
where I am real   

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Silent second

This  version is a variation of the poem-prayer SILENT MOMENT

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Silent moment

SILENT MOMENT
by justme

Silent moment kiss my face, perfect moment perfect place.
Silent second steal away, gentle breath warm I pray.
God is with us, God is here, quiet Father always near.
Spirit souls on our way, another challenge to fill this day.
Trembling hearts behind the scene, lets us know, we all have been
to a place we hide, from all,
a secret cave of hurt and fall.
Yet get ye off your swollen knees, chase your chains with thoughts that frees
For the mighty are mighty when we are on the ground
The king is king in kingdoms he found.
The great are great while man kneels and lies
Come my brother,
come let us rise !

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Breathe

BREATHE
by justme

It is not you who rises from the bed.
It was not you who stumbled upon the truth.
It will not be you who dies a hero’s death.
For you are a thing of beauty, no bed has touched, no thought has held, no death shall call.
Oh childless thing, partner of the living breath.
Breathe
Breathe
Breathe
That thy breath may hold the sharpness of the moment.
That thy eye may catch the glimmer of this moment.
This moment, this perfect moment… filled with one million moments and then some more..
You that once was that child, so longed for.
Pray with me, you little thing.

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I can see

THE SEA
by justme 

I stood before the ridging waves
falling down then rising up, rolling forward effortlessly.
Feet lowered in sinking sand as tiny tickles spread my toes
Foaming white lusciousness, popped and fizzled
Tiny objects pushed forward then pulled back
Salt upon my lips left behind by a soft hidden breeze.
Always sun upon my face.

No man could plan this scene
No man could create the sand, the sparkling water,the taste of salt.
Not even one grain of sand can he create.
Yet it is everywhere.
Infinite intelligence waved the wand
From some place else it did conceive
For now, I can but look, and see myself.
Silent joy as I am part of this picture.This scene.
Where else shall I look that I might believe?
What else did I miss before me?
Through these eyes of light I now perceive
My god, my god, look my friends.
I can see !

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Fire

 

FIRE
by justme

Have you fire my friend?
Do the lashing flames tear the flesh of obstinate men?
Do the curves and flicks, lick the calming lips of,
blessed men?
Does the fire of true memory, companion with light,
to chase darkness away?
Or do you subtly, slowly, seductively
convince it of its nothingness?

Do you envelope the frosting, shaking child, with glowing warmness
that protrudes and devours that  icy, lifeless cold
To replace it with chocolate tinker belles
Releasing lavender droplets
and sunset rolls.
Accepting nothing less
But a glowing fest
Of love.

Do you roar from the heavens?
“I am that which is brave, I drag my fear, kicking and screaming until it relents,
For I am the master of fear and fear shall never be my master”

Do you whisper to the wind?
“I am love and though love leaves me I shall always await it’s return
for love and I long for each other, we are as rain and the river”
Do you stand above the mountain top and spreading your arms wide shout
“I am as the sun, I emit my everything to you my flesh and blood,
I throw my coloured cloak of kindness to you, that you may suffocate with warmth of my hallowed heart”
If you can do this,
my child,
You have fire!

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The rain

The Rain
by justme 

The clouds they sang as if in pain.
A human child then felt the rain.
Water and being for the first time met
The boy announced ‘I am wet’

Tall people busy about their day
Umbrellas pop, splash and spray
For a smiling boy time falls still
Tickling taps on his face that thrill

Head moves down then fully up
Mouth wide open, he is now a cup
Reddened cheeks, one eye squeezed
Arms outstretched cold yet pleased.

Heart with excitement and joy so great
Droplets of water shoot to their fate.
The heavens and a child sweetly embrace
He gives his time, they wash his face

Jumper sparkles from drops that cling
A boy and life just sway and swing.
An adult shout calls all to a STOP!
Child pulled away and arms just flop

Time then whizzes, speeds and brags
Noise again booms, shrieks and drags.
Gutters and shutters, taxis and trucks
People and pigeons and bread gobbling ducks

An adult holds tight, a little boy’s hand
Pulls him along to something pre-planned.
Hoping and groping to find a way home.
Billions of humans within their glass dome.

If ever the books and the searching has stopped
If all these things can be daringly dropped
If you decide, to disperse all the pain.
Remember a child who just stood in the rain.

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Potentiality

“Within any given moment is hidden the pure potentiality of grace. Within any arising of grace lies the potentiality of perfect stillness. Within the omnipotence of stillness lies the potentiality of truth, all held within the perfect moment.
Every moment therefore must carry truth and therefore no moment is ever lost except to the idea of moment itself.”
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Love

A MOMENT FILLED THE UNFULFILLED
by justme 

A moment filled, the unfulfilled
As blood boiled hot, and skin tingles, thrilled
Longing led, to a swallowing deep kiss
A moment Destiny, would never miss

The earth and moon and stars
Called halt to movement,
As the world stopped spinning
For a tiny moment.
The rivers held, as in photography
The rain it stopped, drained out the sea
A perfect moment of sweet innocence
Spun from Gods mastered
brilliance

As this loving moment came
So too, it shall pass
For Perfect came and went, so fast
Held forever as a glorious memory
Floating the ether, wild and free
First heaven from hell
Love blossomed
then love
Fell

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