How are you?
I'm always glad
to see you
here with me.
I can't remember
how I first started
to feel you.
Somehow
it just occurred to me
one day
that I'm feeling you
inside me.
And that's the exact word,
exact name,
Joy.
Not happiness
Not ecstasy
Just joy.

Within this circle of
the human condition,
selfish babies will cry
and most people will die…
hoping to see God’s Love.

Within this circle of
this Life’s circumstances,
it seems no one can trust
as souls are going bust,
hoping to see God’s Love.

Within this circle of
clueless Church families,
the Unsaved remain queued
up for Hell and still brood,
hoping to see God’s Love.

Being focused on ourselves,
we’ll never reach paradise;
we require each other,
as strong sisters and brothers,
with a true Faith that’s precise.
.
.
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Author notes

Inspired by:
Eccl 9:1-12; Gen 4:9

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By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2015, All rights reserved.

The rosy hue of the evening sky
Fades into the grey of the earth;
Shadows weave a magic web
Around the hectic world.
On the desolate moor, dark and cold,
A lonely traveller plods his way.
As fearful fancies haunt his mind,
He prays for help  from Heaven above.
A glimmering star appears through gliding clouds,
Cheers his heart: his drooping spirit revives.
                
Far beyond the world of his dreams, it shines
And bids his sinking soul
Rise above the shadows of the gloomy world
And see the celestial light.
Restless and weary, amidst frightful sights,
With none to guide his faltering steps,
He struggles for a glimpse of the heavenly light.
"What vain struggle!" cries a voice deep within.
"The star that beckons you from the sky,
" Is but a reflection of the Light divine
"Enshrined in your own heart
" And pervades your MARVELLOUS MIND.
"Let thy inward eye pierce the veil
" And behold the splendour of the LIGHT within
"That will dispel darkness and thy path illumine."
                     ****   M.G.Narasimha Murthy
Hyderabad, India.                      mgnmurthy4@gmail. com

I can't help but wonder
What could have been
Because when our lips first touched
I found a light within

Living in a world so dark
My patience runs thin
That to meet again
I'm willing to commit the one and only, deadly sin

Within me the voices
Of virtues and vices
Battle valiantly
Daily for victory.

There is a strength within us that will not bend,
though men may slur and take our rights away,
fight out against the wrong dear friend.

Our liberties they take and rend,
they thought our will would brake but nay,
there is a strength within us that will not bend.

Brace against the bile they send,
and keep their insidious claws at bay,
fight out against the wrong dear friend.

Brave men would choose not to defend,
what we hold out for ‘till end of day,
there is a strength within us that will not bend.

Parasites and cronies steal and spend,
while innocents all fall as prey,
fight out against the wrong dear friend.

When light burns pale unto it’s dying end,
we shall stand against the dark and say:
There is a strength within us that will not bend,
fight out against the wrong dear friend.