Chimera

Love this, poems definitely are songs from the heart, like the psalms.

Pendragon's Poetry -

One Life
divided by speech,
warped by uncertainty,
prejudice, and fear.

The constant duress
of economic oppression,
that, doubting love,
creates our paralysis.

Miracles are not refuge,
but the fruit of conviction,
Epiphanies are awakenings
blooming in joy.

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The Truth About Reality

The Truth You Always Knew

It actually changes when you know how it works.

We can all do this. It takes time to learn. But Humans learn and evolve naturally. So it’s always all good no matter what.

Hint: your eyes are both receivers and emitters of electro magnetic energy. (They emit through your brain technically, but technically they receive that way too…)

Hint: you have more influence and power over the Universe around you than you realize, but when you actually realize it, it actually changes everything.

Hint: Focus is the answer to everything in the Universe. It effects your reality in more ways than you may realize. If you are unassuming, the energy will come to you as it wants to, and then you’ll ask yourself “Did I do that or did the Universe do it?” And then you’ll realize that you both did, together.

Hint: We are just a feedback loop. But…

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THY GIFT

  “Accept thine grace,

     Accept thine will,

The truest gift,

     Is misunderstood,

Shall we or shall we not,

     Take an oath of faith.

Receive thy gift with open arms,

     And never forget the divine,

For thy gift shall not be forsaken,

    Thy passionate heart can be attained,

If we receive thy gift in grace –

     Through the arms of truest faith.”

FAITH & COURAGE

Would you give up your life for God?  You must have that much faith….. the strongest faith likened to Abraham, Isaac, Jacob, Moses & Job to conquer your enemies.  Right now Isis, although strong in smaller numbers; our world could collapse, even with our majority.  Too many of us do not believe God will sustain us.  Be strong & courageous in our Christian faith.  Believe in Jesus Christ, do not fear, he is here.  We need to come together, to UNIFY our strength in the Lord.  One by one we can change the consciousness of our global plane toward our earthen peace.

POETRY OF ESSENCE (Part 2)

DAILY MIRACLES

“Sometimes it appears,

We are wandering, no nearer.

Such a fine line we walk,

Unable to think or talk,

If only we could see,

The reality in thee,

Thankful for each moment,

Would shelter our lament,

 

Lest not forget, the smile,

From unsuspecting while,

The laughter from a child,

Even though they’re wild,

The coaxing of a glance,

Even if by chance,

The gesture of a stranger,

Brings to us no danger,

Feeling a person’s needs,

Even when they heed,

An unexpected embrace,

Surprisingly encased.

 

Understood within the soul,

To touch our earthly goal,

To see and hold what’s dear,

Becomes forever clear,

Now our eyes wide open,

Can clearly think and see,

So we truly feel the miracles,

That appear in front of thee today.”

 

The Journey

Oh my gosh, I don’t know where to start with my journey…You know I asked my angels the other day why I didn’t seem to fit into this world of ours?  And they answered “Gloriously, You’re not fit for the world”.  Well, I had never thought of it that way.  Interesting….”but soon you will experience the ways of the world through your eyes and heart; to seek and find the opportunity to feel alive again”.

Honestly, this all goes way back to when I was a small child.  I’ve always felt this awareness in my soul, that I thought about things differently than most.  Truly knowing there is something to it.  Having searched my whole life for my purpose which has come and gone, over and over again.   Now 40 years later, I have so much to share & don’t know where to begin.  When I was in my twenties, I began writing poetry which reflected my  life at that time.  The poems came to me in the middle of the night or anytime, I kept my pen and paper by the bed so that I could write them down right away, or the thoughts would be lost.  To this day, I really can’t recite them from memory, I look at them and am amazed that I wrote them.  The words just came to me.  Over the years of course, they are quite advanced compared to when I was in my twenties; the words just come automatically to me, kind of like automatic writing.  They don’t sound like me and some of the words I use I don’t even know the meaning of, but it all makes sense.

Since this is my first post, I would like to leave you with one of my earlier poems.

FATE

I am a circle of my fate,

surrounding doubts to face,

The inner self seems to wait,

while the outer self intakes,

 I need to come full circle,

With resounding strength of trust,

Oh, to feel the sweetness of your soul,

The never ending need to grow,

Knowing that it’s not too late,

To err – is always in our fate.