God, spirt and soul - Hello Poetry

Jun 2017

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

The One

I want to run, but Christ wants me to stand firm here.
For His strength, is the strength of Warriors not prisoners.
I am only a Prisoner to him, a Warrior during the battles.
My God lives within me, His Spirit is a Powerful Force.
To build relationships, to build up and not to destroy anything.
I want to Build Life here not destroy and give death to others.
For only by Building up others, shall I be a true Believer.
For I Truly want to be a Force for Christ here on the earth.
For I want to be remember for Building up others up everywhere.
Only then shall Christ be reveal to others everywhere.
That he is the Christ, the Deliverer of the Broken and Lost.
I want no I need everyone to see that Jesus is the Christ.
The only One that can save us, from death and destruction.

Jun 2017

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

I Shall Stand

Because you are in it, so I shall stand firm in it.

Because as long as you are in my Life here.

I shall stand firm, and never give up in this Life.

Because you are in my Life, I shall stand Firm.

For there is none other that Loves me Like you do.

There is none other, that I Love like I Love you.

As long as you are in my Life, I shall never give up.

For you are so Special to me, you mean so much to me.

So I shall stand Firm, never giving up but standing firm.

Jun 2017

Mary-Eliz

Moments In Time

I see you there
suspended for a time
between the shadow
and the light.

You look pale
but peaceful,
in a dream state.

I rest awhile,
a shallow sleep,

then I awake

knowing…

without words
my mind whispers

it’s time

I gently wipe your lips,
brush a stray hair
from your forehead.
It’s all I know to do.

Then I sing
a cherished lullaby
hoping you hear me
hoping it wraps you in love
as my arms wrapped
around you
as a child.

I hold your hand,
kiss your forehead.
In that instant I see
and feel all you’ve been
all that is you

tiny wrinkled infant
delightful, smiling six-month old
curious toddler
proud school age
struggling teen
loving adult

realizing
we're losing all of these,
all that you've been
all that is you

then

I feel your spirit leave…

for that brief moment
I’m overcome with a calm
I can’t describe.

A gift rare and precious –

as I was there
when you entered the world
I was with you
when you left.
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"The butterfly counts not months but moments and has time enough."
Rabinadrath Tagore

We lost our son to a brain tumor. He fought bravely and determinedly for seven years, enduring two surgeries, radiation, Gamma knife "surgery", chemotherapy and clinical trials. He never lost his sunny smile or determination. He only let go when he knew it was time, slipping into unconsciousness shortly after his two brothers (his best friends) arrived to say goodbye. He remained in that suspended state for two days. On the third day the four of us gathered for dinner and shared thoughts about him and our life with him. We cried, we laughed, we shared memories. Later that night he let go. I will always believe, being the caring and generous person he was, that he heard us talking and knew that, as hard as it would be, we would be okay.

Jun 2017

Nat Lipstadt

THESE ARE THINGS that are limitless

A Hebrew Prayer from the Sabbath Morning Service

THESE ARE THINGS that are limitless,
of which a person enjoys the fruit of the world,
while the principal remains in the world to come.

They are:

honoring one’s father and mother,
engaging in deeds of compassion,
arriving early for study, morning and evening,
dealing graciously with guests,
visiting the sick,
providing for the wedding couple,
accompanying the dead for burial,
being devoted in prayer,
and making peace among people.

But the study of Torah^ encompasses them all.

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I briefly considered editing, adding to, rephrasing this translation.
But reconsidered almost immediately, and instead wrote this down.
*Among the things that are limitless perfect is this prayer.

^ the study of Torah (meaning here, the totality of Jewish teaching, culture and practice) offers the knowledge of what is right and how to live justly. Jewish study includes the expectation that the lessons will be applied to life.

San Francisco

Jun 2017

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

Beautiful Ones

Beautiful Roses, engulfing the Light of the Hot sun.
Beautiful sparkling water, cool to the feel in the throat.
As it falls down into one's stomach quickly still falling.
Beautiful Savior whom took my place on that Cross.
Whom took my place while the soldiers had abuse him.
Beautiful Savior whom has risen back to Life 3 days later.
Beautiful , Dear Friends here whom I love so much.
Beautiful Souls, each of you have I want to thank you.
For being who you are, very special Human Angels.
I want you whom I have befriended on Facebook.
To know that each of you all are very special to me.
I want you to know that I see each of you as Human Angels too.

Jun 2017

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

Hope Is

Hope is not in the situations going on around us.
Hope is not on what we can do for ourselves either.
Hope is not something tangible that is of this world.
But Hope is on things that are not yet seen by us.
But Hope is on the Living Savior God Lord Jesus.
On what he is doing for us and at times through us.
Hope is being able to smile even though everything is..
falling apart all around, even though we are really hurting.
For Hope is something that Christ has put within our hearts.

Jun 2017

Kikodinho Edward Alexandros

THE GOLDEN STAIR

There's a golden stair,
That leads to a realm but so fair,
Where we shall stroll hand in hand
Upon shores of the golden sand;
Whilst quaffing from nectar streams,
Streams of blissful eternal dreams;
Making merry all day-long through the night,
Till the bursting of the dawn light,
In lands perpetually free from strife,
But pervaded with unending life
Of mirth and everlasting joy,
That none canst never destroy.

Come ye, come with me, come with us,
To a golden stair I'm proud to call Jesus.

Go seek His name, go seek His word,
If thou art to see the kingdom of the Lord.

Jun 2017

Eddie Starr Love Poetry

Untitled

Has the sky fallen yet.  has the seas dry up.

Has the birds quit singing their songs

Has the roses quit growing on the earth

Has the lions quit their roaring here.

Has anything in nature quit doing what God made

Then my friend how can God be dead.

Are you an imaginary person to me here.

Am I real, as long as God lives then I am real

For he is truly in control  today and tomorrow

May 2017

SøułSurvivør

inconceivable

imagine there's
a place of rest
a place of total peace
where you will never
gain a pound
no matter how you feast!

a place with no more war
a place with no more fears
a place of such perfection
it may just produce tears
a place you'll never tire of
though there 10,000 YEARS

[chorus]
where you can fly
with wings as eagles
like crystal, feathers gleam
where light pulses forever
better than a dream!

where there's a color
spectrum
limitlessly broad
where the music
can be SEEN!
do you find that odd?

imagine
liquid flowers!
trees swim in the air!
there is no more poverty
there is no despair

imagine an
ETERNITY
I wonder if you can
where we can work
TOGETHER
every woman
every man!

[chorus]

BRIDGE:
how can we imagine?
how we will applaud!
the things He made
just for us...

our kind and loving

~~<♡ GOD ♡>~~

SøułSurvivør
(C) 5/27/2017

What no eye has seen,
What no ear has heard
And what no human mind
Has conceived
The things God has prepared
For those that love Him.

1 Corinthians 2:9