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Tink Nov 2017
where you bottle all up,
where you put your past back in a box,
where you decide to exist
and live the feeling.

One of those days
where you feel the sun on your skin,
where you embrace the world,
where music makes you dance
and makes you feel good.

One of those days
where you can't stop smiling,
where the world smiles back at you,
where people lift you up
and touch your heart.

One of those days
where every song makes you sing,
where you know you took the right choices,
where everything makes sense
even your existence.
Steve Page Nov 2017
Blessed are you frustrated

Blessed are you frustrated
For you know this life is defective.
Blessed are you who resist
For you know that you await a liberator.
Blessed are you impatient
For you have your sights on freedom.
Blessed are you who live in hope
For you will not be thwarted.
Blessed are you dissatisfied
For you know this is but a pale reflection.
And blessed are you who
Despite the fight on your hands,
Despite the yearning on your lips,
Despite the ache in your hearts,
You reach out in love,
You speak in peace,
You bring hope to others;
For with such as you God's Spirit rests.

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1 Corinthians 13:12
12 For now we see only a reflection as in a mirror; then we shall see face to face. Now I know in part; then I shall know fully, even as I am fully known.

See Romans 8:19-23
19 For the creation waits in eager expectation for the children of God to be revealed.
20 For the creation was subjected to frustration, not by its own choice, but by the will of the one who subjected it, in hope
21 that the creation itself will be liberated from its ******* to decay and brought into the freedom and glory of the children of God.
22 We know that the whole creation has been groaning as in the pains of childbirth right up to the present time.
23 Not only so, but we ourselves, who have the firstfruits of the Spirit, groan inwardly as we wait eagerly for our adoption to sonship, the redemption of our bodies.
A change of person to change the tone
mystiquemarie Oct 2017
Maybe the darkness isn't something to be so afraid of.
Instead, it is the hand of the Lord,
shielding us from the unbearable struggle.
Maybe the weight on our shoulders isn't one from our burdens,
but the weight of His arms around us,
as a sign of comfort to know we are not alone.
Hence when we see the light at the end of the tunnel,
the weight is lifted off.
For He is setting us free,
to fly off and live our lives once more.
Psalm 140:7  <3
Steve Page Oct 2017
Blessed are you wounded
for beneath your scars lies healing.
Blessed are you wounded
for you have survived.
Blessed are you wounded
for in your pain you found life.
Blessed are you wounded
for, though the world stares
from a safe distance,
Christ stands near -
closer than any enemies,
closer than any friends,
closer than each tear.
And He holds you.
A reflection on the beatitudes in Matthew 5.  See also John 20 and Luke 24 - Christ's resurrected body carried His scars.  I think that's important.
Thandiwe Oct 2017
The birth of a new love is like...
An explosion of emotions, exposed in the eyes of the beholder.
We hold nothing back as we take in the blossoming potential.
I long to look in your eyes and see my future.
See the beauties that are going to be explored.
We'll live in each other's promises and behold the destiny placed on our lives.
I see the unspeakable things when I vision your heart, held in place by our Creator.
He intricately detailed our future and has made sure we don't miss each other in this life.
How I look forward to holding your hands... examining every detail of who you are.
It's beautiful what love can do.
The unseen parts of your soul will be laid bare as I live the rest of my life loving you.
I promise to love you, through better or worse and promise to treat as the king you are.
Let the waiting not distract me, in this wait my heart is being molded to hold your love only.
And for a few months, I look forward to my belly being home to our offspring, blessings from God beautifully and wonderfully made.
joyous bliss*
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
in joyous bliss

rings exchanged
as a sign of love
circles symbolizing
everlasting love

joyous bliss
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
in joyous bliss

two souls connecting
to an elated union
by a love so blessed
of communion

joyous bliss
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
in joyous bliss

days of happy promise
they'll behold
on their journey
paved with gold

joyous bliss
joyous bliss
soon they'll be wed
*in joyous bliss
NB: My friends Eva and John will soon be getting married.
Aaron LaLux Oct 2017
Into The Night

Lost in a pattern of thoughts,
as these experiences continue to shape our realities,
fell in love gave my heart away,
and watched it disappear with her into the night,

too much heartbreak,
too much more,
too much greed and lust,
too much wanting too much more,

is that even correct English,
does it even matter,
it seems I’m frozen in a moment,
but the words just continue faster and faster,

fck you,
fck me,
I mean,
that in the most loving way,

we’re all fckt up,
the plan is no more,
we’re lost in a position of indecision,
where there is no either or,

lost in a pattern of thoughts,
as these experiences continue to shape our realities,
fell in love gave my heart away,
and watched it disappear with her into the night…

∆ Aaron LA Lux ∆
Star BG Sep 2017
As Glorious sun rises
over horizon I breath deep
aligning
awakening to who I am.

The song in wind plays
anointing feet
for wing-like dance.

The song of heart
energies self
so I see with new eyes.

The song of change
echoes inside inner self
to smile and share light.

My rebirth has begun
to dance in poetic words
and tickle readers eyes.

I am anchored on journey.
I have found my heart.
I am blessed.
inspired by EraOf Light  Sananda: Connect With Your Heart
Tuffy Mutombo Sep 2017
My
My mornings got brighter
My smile stays a little longer
My heart beats faster
My nights got sweeter
My thoughts go deeper
My soul feels blessed to know that you are
my lover
Lyn-Purcell Sep 2017
Oh, blessed moments
Tiny joys among pure bliss
Sharing child wonders
© Poem by Lyn-Purcell.
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