For you go before me…

We can never go to paradise willingly. Grace chooses us and despite us, not because of us, we like the prodigal son will reluctantly return to paradise. We will return when we have the humility and understanding and knowledge to say “Father, Mother God, creator of everything, without whom nothing could exist, I am your child who lost my way, they say.
Life, source, master of the universe, God of man and child and beast, I rest my head upon your lap, for the journey is hard and the hill ahead is steep”.

I father, put my trust in you, for you go before me to make the crooked places straight, yet I did not know.

Such is life, such is my way.

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Full of overflowing love…

BEAUTY OR LOVE

by justme

Who can ever express beauty or love?
Has any man the ability to withhold?
Oh, to see this simple thing

And to understand it’s not we who sing
Ride the train of life my love
End the tapestry of  pain and strife you wove

You are but the beholder not the giver of such
Only God and the invisible can give so much.
Understand no ability have you to withhold

Rain it falls on the young and old.
In the deepest depths of who you are
Gold and frankincense build a tailored tower
How or when or what you think you give
The giver is and only the giver gives

Now is full of overflowing love
Of bursting hearts and flirting doves
While time is still and love complete.

I sit in silence at the masters feet.

And you do well to watch your thought
May God just give, for you my friend, cannot. ∞

A video version of the poem “Beauty or Love” can be found here
A meditation on the quote ” A simple thing” can be found here

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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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Transcendence

COME WITH ME
by justme

Come with me sweet children of life…
Dance the dance with all your might.
For the day is closing and soon will be the night.
The earth is slowing and you will still lose the fight.
Light your heart upon the stars, ballet dance from Earth to Mars.
Fill your body with the wine of life, leave thy troubles, plagues and strife.

Come and fly in the golden light my child, that fears nor denies the coming night, run wild.
Close your eyes and die in me,
surrender yourself,
let thy wings fall free.

For I shall hold you in my arms, I shall protect from all that harms.
For am I am the blood from whence you came,
I am the player within your game.

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The Wind

THE WIND
By justme

Silence and stillness fills the air
The things of earth, prepare.
Expectancy the hidden chant as bombing single drops of cloud
Signals and lays the path like a blackened, darkening shroud.
Enveloping the land like an umbrella shading the sun.
Day becomes night, no escape the moment,
the wind it shall come.

Stampeding howl roars through resistant fighting trees
Which bend like the archers bow before it frees,
Yet long for a prouder straighter stance do they.
Yet like the worshipped before their idol, they humbly pray,
in respect of a greater, more powerful one,
than they.

Shivering, flickering leaves rattle and quiver in it’s ferocious wake.
Their tiny stems grip their stronger brother branch, and quake.
He shudders, whips and bends but holds firm the master trunk.
Who’s very sturdiness and resistance, could leave them all defunct.

Some leaves succumb the battering remorseless thrash
and go hurtling and swirling and diving to finally, inevitably, crash
and await tomorrow a rotting silent death.
In rumps and stench of their withering, soggy, brothers breath,
Tempting the sliming worms to draw them to a darkened eerie place, far from the elevated godly heights where they danced a  happy song,
with grace.

Others move and twist and turn upon the winds request
They fight that the sun tomorrow may shine once again and heat their gorging face, they fight that they may live, to be their best.
They fight so they might give.
It is a futile fight,
The fight to live.

For all shall take and all shall give, as all shall return that which has been taken, that they might live.
And to the earth, the ground, the dirt, shall all things be drawn,
To wait a moments breath,
until  the moment of a new day, a brighter,
better dawn
When all things shall once more,

live again.

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Destiny

The leaf will land just exactly where it was meant to land.

May you float with the wind, both high and low, may the wind always be on your back. May the road rise up to meet you and may God hold you in the palm of his hand until we meet again. May love recognise you and may you recognise love when it knocks upon your door. May you grasp it and hold it as you held it before, as a friend once distanced,once upon a time love lost you but as it lost you, so shall it find you. For it’s will is undeterred and it’s resilience unending.

May your dreams be dreams of what once you seen and once you were and may you fall asleep to the sound of the promises of tomorrow and the loving memories of yesterday, for they were not memories created by a searching soul but memories founded upon the real, the memories of a forgotten tomorrow and the promises of a child born to fulfil its destiny.
A destiny you once laid before the alter of life and swore to fulfill. You my child are the dream and the dreamer. 

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God grant me

God grant me
by justme 

God grant me your serenity, grant me the peace found only in silence.
That your will be done, not mine.
To accept I cannot change but I can surrender.
For you are the do -er not I.
Allow me this wisdom.
I understand there are many things my mind believes to be wrong.
I will suffer for these discrepancies.
They are not who I am, though I will suffer my attachment.
For I believe in the idea of perfection, which you show me each and every day
through a flower and a stone a droplet of water and an insect.
Perfect can only emit perfect and from perfect there can only be perfect.
I and the father are one.

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Left to ourselves

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I am that bird

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