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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.
 May 2017
Star BG
Did you know,
life is a gift meant to be unwrapped
every morning with gratitude?

Did you know,
that the veil of forgetting who we are
is now being lifted to enjoy life.

Did you know,
that every breath is an opportunity to connect
to the wisdom of the universe?

Did you know,
you are sacred like everyone else
which means one needs to honored self and all?

Did you know,
that trees carry wisdom and are willing to share
if you ask?

Did you know,
that earth is alive and our ally
along with the other creatures that inhabit her?

Did you know,
miracles are here right now
if you believe and open to receive?

Did you know
birds sing an original masterpiece
every day and time they sing?

Did you know,
that life is eternal
and our thoughts shape this lifetime?

Did you know,
that it is time to do what we came for
to align with love and live in peace, harmony, and abundance?

Did you know,
it is our birthright to live in
peace, harmony, and abundance?
Your turn to add your own.
Come on Hello Poetry people,  join the bandwagon. :)
A bee here
another there
the bee catchers busily chase

enjoy every bit
hit and miss
miss and hit

the urge to live is the sugar
sweetens the grind
keeps death out of mind.

If you keep death in mind
high is the cost
in the momentary dying
life is lost.
 May 2017
Star BG
Mother of Divine Earth vibrates,
speaking in rhythms, in flowing river,
inside dandelions roar with wind.

She calls for man to awaken,
to touch her essence, her magic, her magi-sty.
inside the ticking clock.

Mother echoes in heartbeats precious.  
Speaks in rhythms with curiosity.
Why has it taken so long for man to care?    

She gives loving offering the rustling river,
grass that tickles, birds that sing
The animals, wind babbling brook
all know she's a precious home.

She offers her etheric hand for man
to join the party to dance
on a sacred home, a living history of love.

StarBG © 2017
Time to be care-taking in changing times as Mother does call.
 May 2017
shrumeling
I wasn't asking for attention- nor was I looking for sympathy.
I didn't need someone to save me.
I knew the unspoken consequences when I had all those thoughts and urges..
they'd be there forever.
you'll never be able to wear anything that comes a few inches short of the knee.
you'll be sore for a quite a while- you know how much it stings.
I didn't care about that- it didn't matter to me.
I didn't care about myself.

Back then, I was too naive to consider that some of those consequences might be much heavier than I was led to believe.
do you not understand this could **** you? -so what? Wouldn't it be best anyway?
it'll hurt your family, they care about you -no they don't; and even if they did, they don't have to know.
what will your future spouse think? -are you kidding? I'm never going to get married. No one will ever truly love me and all that I am.. all that I've done.
your body is a temple, made by the Almighy Go- -God doesn't want me. I'm a ***** over. He couldn't care about me even if I asked Him to. No one should.
How could anyone want someone who talks too much, laughs too loud, and loves too little?

I wasn't asking for attention- nor was I looking for sympathy.
It was purely because I felt the need to be punished-
And that punishment was what felt good to me.
I was out of my mind.
Way out of line.
The thoughts and wants and needs kept intertwining
and I couldn't think clearly anymore.

I didn't know just how wrong I was about all of that
Until I met you.
You showed me who God really was and how His love is always unconditional.
Even in the mess I had made, He sifted through it, grabbed my hand, and pulled me into the sunlight.
And then He stayed there and helped me sort it all out, fix the broken pieces, and create in me a new being.
He showed me that the pain I'd been dealing and the feelings I'd been feeling weren't the feelings and dealings He would have dealt.
He spoke in kind words that echoed through the people you introduced me to.
He moved through the winds of change that brought me to new places; and even though I was scared, He gave me the courage to continue on strong.
He rearranged my life so that I can wake up every morning without the feeling of hopelessness hanging off my heels.
So I could be grateful that I am alive.

He did this for me.
He blossomed everything around me.
Slowly and painfully, He changed me.
But the amazing thing about that pain
is that pain doesn't have regret chained to it.
It doesn't have long lasting impressions
that stay for years on end reminding me
of my worst mistakes.
It doesn't make me look back and wish
I had done it differently.

It makes me think
that I am someone
worth cherishing-

that I am someone
worth saving.
Infinitely, He Loves.
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