From Where Does Evil Come?

From where does evil come, to lurk so deep in the human heart?

From where or whom was born the dark art, this diabolic part?

Why does humanity so suffer, and where is the heavenly buffer?

Why so much sin that begins again and again with no end in sight?

And how do we fight our depraved nature, light our own dark path?

Why so many white-washed sepulchers in endless rows in sight?

And who hears the newborn cries of life as another aged dies alone?

Mark an appeal to the God of mercy amid the controversy of existence

In persistent chase after an answer without resistance, but assistance,

But how shall we know that holy quiesce never having tasted peace?

So comes the Prince of Peace to grant us lease on an eternity of serenity,

And joy without tears, fear, spears of war and battle gear for earthen drear

That Day Comes

That day comes when love wins over hate, light begins to shine in darkness,

When goodness triumphs ore the bad, and gloom and sadness disappear

From the heart of humanity, and reason drives out all wrecking insanity,

And this day we work toward that so that day will, indeed, come to succeed,

And we cannot grow weary, frightened, or dismayed but advance with cheer

And determination in reclamation of our collective salvation . . . this day,

Then that day will surely come when love wins over hate, light ore darkness,

When the final fight is won, and faith, peace and goodness reign supreme

New Year, New Hope

Crying for peace, churning for goodwill, chasing another year

And will I see you there on the flipside, new ways in new days

Can we put our hearts on the line again to begin again, new again

And trust heaven will rain down on our drought-stricken souls

And leaven our sleep with better dreams, cream of the gods

After tears flowing for years to hear now a promise door open

To an altogether better future of love and nurture

And blessings from above

No More to Live by the Sword

Bullets fly, blood flows, and screams ascend to shatter the peace of heaven
As we leaven our lives with sacrificed innocence unattended by penitence
In wars we fight day and night, continuing the horrifying plight of people
All this world over, sending children to graves enslaving their very souls
Till at last we battle for peace in a peaceful combat without mad violence
In quietness yet with determination to save ourselves from extermination
No matter opposition from proprietors of conflict inflicting pain for gain
And surely splendid love in all her glory will heal this war-weary world

 

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No More Turning Away

There’ll be no more turning away from the weak and weary

I am here with all power from the higher regions of heaven

To leaven your life with light and life, love, truth and beauty

To fulfill my sacred duty to serve all people with no reserve

And I see your eyes and hear your cries before all love dies

And I know your pain with no gain in life or in immortality

And the seeming banality of your humdrum daily existence

As you persist in trying to find meaning with little resistance

And I’m here for you to do for you what you can’t do for me

To place my hands on your head to make a bed for serenity


Editor’s Note: Thank you to Pink Floyd for inspiring this poem with their song, “On the Turning Away.”

Bless Another Soul

Feet to walk, mouths to kindly talk, lips for a kiss

But do we miss an opportunity to bless someone?

Hands to hold, eyes so bold, and two ears to hear

But do we fear those sacred souls near and dear?

And as Gaia spins round the sun we’ve just begun

To learn how to love while we forget how to hate,

For we turn on the axis of love of heaven above…

God Talking: Message of Love

Message from God to Me:

I know you. I’ve always known you. Better than you know yourself. And I love you. I love you with an unconditional, undying love. This will never change.

Really, I knew you before you were even born. Not that your whole life was carved in stone. You were born into endless possibilities. The possibilities and potentials are still endless. But no matter what, I have loved you. I love you now. I will always love you.

But you know what? Even more than this, I truly believe in you. That’s right. Despite any and all faults, failings and shortcomings, I really believe in you. And this is because I really do know you.

I see you. I hear you. Even when you don’t speak out loud, I hear your heart cries. I am fully aware of what you need, want and desire. And I get it. I understand. And you know, I am even aware of deeper needs and desires of which you know nothing … yet.

And I’ve got you covered, child… I’ve got you covered. So don’t listen to the naysayers, critics and backbiters. Don’t pay any attention to people who only pretend to care and only say they have your best interest in mind. They’ll just tear you down.

And you’ve been especially hurt recently, haven’t you? Yes, I know, and you know what? It hurt me, too … and it pissed me off. Hey, don’t worry. I’ll take care of all that. I just need for you to be okay and, well … that’s the reason for this note.

I’m with you. I’m in you. I’m all around you. And I’m not going to leave you. I’m going to walk with you, breathe with you, love you, and comfort you … always and forever. And I swear to you, it’s all going to work out. It’s going to be fine. Just trust me.

I have never given up on you, and I never will. Just you don’t give up on yourself. No matter what others may say. No matter how cold and callous they may be. Even if they give up on you, stop believing in you. Don’t you do it! Don’t you dare give up! Don’t you dare stop believing in yourself. I never will. Remember this!

If I can wrap my arms around you, hold you, accept and completely understand you because I want you so much, then guess what? It doesn’t really matter what “they” say, what “they” think, how “they” feel about you. You just need to love and accept yourself, and be good to yourself. Be peaceful, understanding, and compassionate with yourself.

Finally, having said all this, I hereby give you permission to remove yourself from out of harm’s way. I give you permission to just cut out those parts of your life that are hurtful, damaging … that tear you down. Even if that means certain people. And, yes, hard as it can be, sometimes it’s necessary to bid farewell to certain individuals. 

Now, look up and laugh and live. We’ve got this! Together. You and me … and lots of other people, of course, who genuinely love, understand, and accept you. Yes, they’re still there. They’re still around and part of your life. You’re just having a hard time seeing this at the moment because you’re hurting. But you’re not alone! Really never have been and never will be. So smile, my child, and be at peace.

Now Soul-Peace

Flame burns brighter, higher on funeral pyre of wicked nightmares
That tear the fabric of the soul once whole and full of lively vivacity
In pertinacity to bring bright light from out behind clouds of doom,
Which loom large over the city of the heart in pity to tear her apart
Except for the determination to damn this dæmon to an expulsion
From dreams of innocence followed quickly by his own destruction
In hottest hell’s conflagration for which there is now no mitigation,
And so the man in turmoil shall no longer recoil, but live in peace

Worry, Worry, Super Scurry

Worry to worry, hurry, scurry,
And all in such a baseless fury;
Sigh, cry with eyes so blurry,
Fly so high to crash and burn,
You may never learn to discern
Where to turn your concern …
Hostile regions of your mind
Bind and blind, and you find
What kind of peace eludes you,
Confuses and then abuses you,
And misuses and accuses you,
As you sulk over easy living lost
While attempting tempting plans
To escape the banality of reality,
Yet you must come face to face
With the case of unsullied truth
That traces lines of finest wine
Of life no longer rife with pain,
But this begins without the sin
Of pride or fear to be so near
What only angels hear
In the realms of glory,
Where your story is boldly told
With a hold on part of a heart
Which has been so very cold
Till now, when there is no reason
To worry, hurry, and super scurry