Night after night I seek to hold you in my arms. But as the world distracts- this feeling turns brief. Why do I push you away whenever you come near? The only place I want you is here. When I'm lying awake in the middle of the night. I wonder if you really know how I feel. I ..........
........ around. as i submit freedom rings, confusion departs, victory he brings. god takes us from going nowhere, and brings us in his love and his care.
The seasons change and fall is gone Winter comes in the early morning dawn Holidays approach with rapid pace Each minute is spent in a frenzied haste Shopping is done each chosen with care Forgetting someone we wouldn't dare Last minute notes are checked with precision A sigh of relief ..........
........ down? and you can't do anything but frown? so next time you think of god and all his might take time and thank him for being your guiding light
I have not much to offer Thee- No silver, gold, nor fame. I nothing have but me, you see A heart to praise Thy name. No off'ring but a stamm'ring tongue Two eager hands, but slow. A willing mind, a ready soul 'Tis weak, and this you know. My gift so humble, and so weak; I am so ..........
They were walking for miles across the hot crummy sand and felt a drop of water fall from the sky and they looked up to the clouds and saw smoke roar on through it with thunder shot down in flames by the beast of their world and they were all blistered in there own way. some ran, some ..........
Color a picture, No one will stricture. Neat little lines, making perfect designs. Dare to color outside, with nothing as your guide, everyone will have something to say, especially when your lines begin to stray. When someone is unique, why do we call them a freak? When one ..........
I sat And watched a tree grow today, It stood Where nothing was yesterday. I saw Leaves of brilliant green and gold, It moved Rustling gently in the cold. I heard Its rattling sigh of breath, It knew That I sat watching its death. I cried Tears that fell on empty earth, It ..........
As my mate and i went into the woods, him to fish in the stream and I to venture through the woods. Cedar, Birch, and Pine all around me, As I look up at them and all their wisdom, as I look at the forest floor, I see the babes at their feet and I smile. As I feel the tree smile as ..........
....... you can you are lying, to yourself and anybody else that you told, because god knows, even when you put on a face on the outside, it does not ..........
“God enters
by a private door into every individual.” Religious poems are a
way to individualize our expression of our faith. Religion is
considered form many different standpoints. Many times our
choice of religion is stemmed from family and cultural
background. Many try to find a way to personalize their faith
or belief system. Inspiration can be found in religious poems.
Often time when life is overwhelming and depression sinks its
teeth into the soul, religious poetry can be a motivating factor
to move forward. Death poems
sometimes have an underlining religious poetic theme about the
afterlife to console those left behind after the loss of a loved
one.
Ancient Poetry - What is the meaning of life?
Spiritual and Religious turbulence were most likely the first medium in history for the writing of poetry. Possibly the first book of poems, and definitely the most widely read throughout history, is the Book of Psalms, written in part by King David. The Book of Psalms is filled with poetry in which David expresses his love, faith, sorrow and doubts to his creator. Man, from the earliest times has always searched for a deeper meaning to life and has used poetry to express these feelings.
Spirituality - A uniting factor.
Continuing in this ancient tradition we offer you a forum where spiritual and religious feelings are shared in the form of poetry. Whatever religion or form of belief you are associated with; the yearning for a time when all of humanity can live in harmony, without suffering, is a vision that we can all unite under.
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Religious poems express one’s passion for a
higher power and, and one’s faith is a wonderful gift. For
many, faith based living is very real in their lives and often
times base entire concepts of how to live on their religiosity.
One will turn to proverbs, parables,
inspirational poems, and
quotes to give them the courage through life’s struggles and
beat depression.
Religious writings and poetry help us
travel through one’s spiritual journey, taking that which is
unseen and transforming it into tangible thought, materialized
into beautiful poems and inspirational works. Such poetry
expands one’s creative nature, drawing them closer to the
divine. Writing spiritual poems facilitate the connection many
need to the divine and find oneness from within ourselves and
with our faith too.
The inspiration of religious writings often
times serve as reminders of reaffirmation of our beliefs and
practices. There are numerous religious poetic undertones
throughout the Bible, Q’uran, and the Rigveda of Hinduism.
Religious poems are a great way for one to get in touch with
that inner soul and higher power and help in all of life’s
situations.
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
- CRISTINE McAULIFFE
Quote of the Day
JUBILANT FATHER
His face is like a sun, warms the moon beside him.
She´s grown full; tonight begins the waning.
The tide pulls through her very bones,
her form aches as each wave crests.
The earth pulse, heavy, blood warm within her
Beats new chords, old sun god chants.
"You are the first mother and the last,
all spring flesh has traveled through you."
Aztec plumed and gold beaded,
your priest kneels at the holy alter,
gathers each salt pearl shed, nectar for his sacrament.
You are the temple,
we pilgrims swept through the gates,
bent figures know the scent and petals of your presence,
spread our arms to harvest blossoms,
and your priest, sun struck, kneels beside you.
