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The View

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The View

 Lost is the sheep who wanders off.
Close to the shepherd it finds safety.
His voice carries a familiar tone,
recognizable is the sound of love.
A gentle heart calls the wicked,
and willingly they change their course.

The heart longs for his sheep,
like a dry mouth longs for water,
without them he cannot survive.
His alacrity to keep them safe is immense,
the sacrifice his own free choice.

I am an observer in an open field,
and my curiosity exceeds my concerns.
Distance allows an open-minded view,
when discomfort rules a broken heart.
On which side do I belong, I wonder?

The ability to make a selfless choice,
forces the heart to lose sight of itself.
The willingness to embrace your identity,
forces the heart to let go of its thoughts.
To be is a joy to the longing soul,
a gratitude to its Maker.

 Understanding nurtures knowledge,
wisdom is a blossom to the heart.
In an open field I am the observer,
watching this ever-gentle display.
The icicles melt in the sunshine,
in the view of the cherry blossoms.

The View

 

 

 

 

 

 

Jesus’ Final Prayer

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Jesus’ Final Prayer

Landslides tear my heart in two.
Silently I wait for the tsunami,
to flood my burning heart,
until peace has redeemed it from its pain.

My voice is numbed by the many prayers,
spoken with perseverance and repetition.
But I feel as if Your deaf ears have denied,
my heartfelt request that is always present.

Tears are an undeniable consequence,
to a rejected heart, silenced by fear.
When prayers are left unanswered,
the desert will slowly kill me in my grief.

Where are You, oh Mighty Creator?
Why have You forsaken me?
This cup, too full to drink,
is shaking at my quivering lips.

Now that I have spoken my final prayer,
my final breath escapes my painful lungs,
and in the silent darkness I am fully aware,
I have overcome the greatest test.

 

The brightest light

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The Brightest Light

The batteries of my flashlight are empty,
and the wood is too wet to make a fire.
The dry ground became muddy from the rain.
The slippery roads don’t hold my feet.
As the darkness is closing in, I shout,
“Can you hear me?
Can you help me?
Please, safe me”!
With a panic-stricken heart, I try to focus.
“Don’t panic”, I say, “God-child don’t lose your calmth”.
As I bring back the beatings of my heart to a normal pace,
I use my knowledge as my most powerful weapon.
And in the dark silent mud I whisper, “Love”.

The more I whisper the one word I know,
darkness retreats,
driven away by a beam of light.
Following the light to find its source,
the light has made a home in my heart,
where my deeds create the greatest beams,
and my thoughts drive away any kind of evil.

The Voice of Love and Light speaks to me,
“My child, in order to find the light in the darkness,
you only need to look inside your heart,
where I am.
Always present, giving strength, sharing wisdom.
Knowledge is your torch in the darkness,
your heart is the calmth in the rushing storm,
but love is your most powerful weapon,
for love is the brightest light that I can give you”.

The brightest light

 

Humility is the fruit of love

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Humility is the fruit of Love

In endless spheres,
I am the Highest.
In a universe with many worlds,
only I am Truth.

My love covered the oceans,
My heart filled the entire earth.
Everything that lives,
I have created.
Everything that breathes,
is filled from My own lungs.

To put yourself above another,
is towering over My creation,
that you will never own.

Who has given life but Me?
Who has taken life but Me?
The only one who possesses life,
is the Only One who has conquered it.
So who is greater than life but Me?

You have thought,
that you could own the earth,
and now you try,
to take over the entire universe –
unsuccessful are your plans without love!

Unnoticed are the real problems in this world.
The hungry die of starvation,
the lonely die a lonely death,
but you have never noticed them,
you have never changed your plans.

Selfishness cannot heal a wounded soul,
nor feed the hungry in their need.
Selfishness establishes nothing,
whereas love can move every mountain.

Do not place yourself above Me!
Do not think yourself higher,
than anybody else.
Humility is the fruit of the Spirit.
Humility is the fruit of Love.

Humility is the fruit of love

 

Into the ashes

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Into the ashes

The dust softly lands,
on the lonely desert floor,
leaving the desolate state,
of dry wasteland,
exposed.

Formed in my mother’s womb,
my footprints are alone,
and I scream,
until the emptiness,
swallows my tears.

My hands collect the dust,
until it colors my hair grey.
Kneeled into the ashes,
my torn up clothes wait,
for a sigh of relief.

In the tears,
I see my own reflection.
In the pain,
I see my old age.
In my heart,
the desert overwhelms me.

Now these words remain,
from the dust I was taken,
to the dust I will return,
but without you,
I have turned into ashes,
today.

Into the ashes

 

 

 

 

A Joined Combat

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A Joined Combat

In a constant battle,
I fight only a temporary war,
for with You  beside me,
the burden is split in two,
lifting the heavy yoke,
from underneath,
my trembling shoulders.

Your unwavering gaze,
attaches my heart to Yours,
and in Your loving sight,
I am never left unattended.
The love that connects us,
is our only way to overcome,
this endless battle of obstructions.

The requested trust,
I lay it in Your open hands,
buried in the strength of Your heart,
Your love carries us to completion,
where eternity begins today,
and the victory,
will set me in Your glory.

A Joined Combat