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karen champagne Nov 2014
oh forget me nots in my shaded woodland garden,
hibiscus of rememberance,
violet of the lavendars of my faithfullness,
iris of his wisdom and valour,
daisys of my white imagination,
heathers of my heart,
roses of his desire,
sweet pea of delicasies,
ivy of my eternal fidelity,
posies I desire,
he loves me, he loves me not.
Eleete j Muir May 2016
Meteors compared to falling stars,
the fire flung by pacific angels
against evil spirits when they
approach creation and
annihilation covered by smoke
to near the gates of Heaven;
The casuistic piffle of laughter
and fears the mussiness of
demons detached  from
Gods creation according
to their newly venal
violent nature; devotees
for material benefit.
The enjoyers of sacrifice,
the renaissance passion
of faithfullness- the highest
occupational work as chosen
souls of the book of faith
made of eternity are
drawn like water from a well;
verities senescence,  fidelities
essence of everything
troth superior to renunciation
via hermetic knowledge and
sense control onus of
life's attachment.



ELEETE J MUIR
Diana Rop Aug 2019
Beyond the barren place, beyond the ocean waves
I will not lose heart,
I'll be better than i am
I'll do it till the sun goes down.
And When  am about to give it up
I will lift my arms and start to sing into the night.
And When i go through the waters,
When i go through the rivers,
When i go through the hills and mountains,
When i go through the valleys,
i'll keep rising, i'll keep falling,
I'll keep  climbing , i'll keep soaring,
A thousand views, a thousand miles,
I'll make it through.
My praise will call the sun to rise,
Declare  the battle won, declare that it is done.
I have this confidence because,
I have seen the faithfullness of God.
I'll stand before the giant, declaring victory.
My God will make a way, so i am not afraid.
21st Century Jan 2020
Going back to the past where I am just a dust.  
Remember that I am a sinner but not failure.
Angels began to sing their praises to the Lord.
Crying for tomorrows hope, trying to find light.
Eternal promises will keep my faithfullness.
Loving each other and praying to each other is my only job.
Letting myself to be with Him.  
Ending this poem will prove that we are just a dust and we need to believe.

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