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Lord, may I always see that You are with me
And that on every mountain that I climb,
I am climbing with You.
And You have never left me nor forsaken me.

And I will climb this mountain in humility before You
As I walk carefully on the path that You had before me.
Let me look up to You as I rely on every Word that You say
Oh, pour Your Spirit so sweet and refreshing to me.

Lord, forgive my doubts and my fear of heights.
If I fear because I’m already out of my comfort zones;
If I fear because I think I cannot make it.
And if I fear because it’s so, so new to me.

Lord, I pray that as I see new but great heights,
I will realize that it is Your new thing to me.
This is Your new way to increase my faith
By showing me what You can constantly do in my life.
And You can do more
And I am just a witness of all that You can do.

As I climb this mountain,
I am a witness to the good view
That You’ve been showing me.
Every view will be beautiful
Because I am with You
And I should not be afraid
Of the transitions of ups and downs.

I am secure even if I trip and fall.
And You will amaze me soon,
I can and I will declare that You are God
And that Your promises are true.

You are My God
Oh Jesus, thank You so much
That You call me by my name.

Apart from You, I can do nothing
And I am just as weak as I am.
But Lord, because the Words that I hear from the Bible
Come from Your mouth,
I know that I can rely upon those Words.
And those are not “empty words.”
Those words are alive and You are in it
And You live in me.

Oh Jesus Christ, what a beautiful Name.
It is not just a Name but it is You – everything is in You.
Protect me, Lord, and let Your will be done in my life.
Show me how and increase my discernment.
In Jesus’ Name, Amen!

Warm whisp'ring through the slender olive leaves
Came to me a gentle sound,
Whis'pring of a secret found
In the clear sunshine 'mid the golden sheaves:

Said it was sleeping for me in the morn,
Called it gladness, called it joy,
Drew me on 'Come hither, boy.'
To where the blue wings rested on the corn.

I thought the gentle sound had whispered true
Thought the little heaven mine,
Leaned to clutch the thing divine,
And saw the blue wings melt within the blue!

Autumn eats its leaf out of my hand: we are friends.
From the nuts we shell time and we teach it to walk:
then time returns to the shell.

In the mirror it's Sunday,
in dream there is room for sleeping,
our mouths speak the truth.

My eye moves down to the *** of my loved one:
we look at each other,
we exchange dark words,
we love each other like poppy and recollection,
we sleep like wine in the conches,
like the sea in the moon's blood ray.

We stand by the window embracing, and people look up from the street:
it is time they knew!
It is time the stone made an effort to flower,
time unrest had a beating heart.
It is time it were time

It is time

by Paul Celan

Sweet memory, like a lobster tail
Dip in   Blove smackalicious sauce  
dripping hot, with stings of green onions
Mouthwatering, finger licking, and yes
Fattening for one thighs,
That yummy feeling of so good,  
so, hot, so hot, so delicious:
My guilty pleasure, my greasy late-night foods
When the memory of unpleasant moments
Creep up on me....so that is when I focus on my lobster tail:
I let in the past so often, I think
A poet, his past, his future, his demons like a
drunkard who never remembers his yesterdays  
A phrase my mother seldom uses to control to my father,
After a long weekend of *****
it’s so true sometimes I cannot
stop myself from going back to my past
In order to make a connection with my future
Oh, the things we do for love,
Oh, the things we have to endure,  
In hope of receiving love:
Such cold thought, such headaches.
Life without Love is as a flower without fragrance.
Richard B. Garnett