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"My Gift" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

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My gift to you is neither gold or silver.
Diamonds can never hold the light of this gift.
Pearls will will never glow beyond the of this gift.
 
It is everlasting and eternal.
Within the gift is enclosed the song of angels.
Another part of the gift is the gentle breath of God
given in love to his creatures.
 
In many ways this gift has life within it
as it changes and grows.
My only valued possession of priceless value is this gift.
 
I give you this gift freely without restraint.
Beyond death it will always be yours.
I give thee my love my love. 
 
 

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"The Master Speaks of God’s Love" copyright 2008 (Revised) John J. Rigo upcoming poetry book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

Posted in Another poem from the "Master Series of Poetry" by John J. Rigo, One of Seven Poems of "The Master's Series of Poems" by John J. Rigo, Poetry, Texas' Poetry, The "Master Series of Poetry", upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , on April 2, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

“………..pointing to a star”

 
 
The night sky was a deep black with blazing stars
over the Master and His disciples
this particular night along the sea of Galilee.
It was a time of quiet contemplation of the beauty of God’s work.
 
Within the group of His disciples
one disciple had a troubling question.
With reverence he approached the Master with his question.
“Does God’s Love for us have bounds when remembering our sins in His Eternal Memory?”
asked the disciple quietly as to not disturb the other men in the group.
 
The Master lifted His Head toward the night sky
and pointed His finger to a bright star saying,
“As you look upon the stars in the night sky
many have long changed in form
and are no more. 
 
The distance is so great in the travel of that light
that we still see those suns prior to their changing of form. 
So it is in the breath of God’s Love for us
it is also beyond the width
depth and height of such distances from us.
 
Since His Love for us is unconditional
so is His memory of our sins.
In asking His forgiveness of our sins
their memory no longer exists in eternity.”
So spoke that night
the Master of My Life. 

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"What Is The Secret Key To Eternal Life?" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo, upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy" The Seventh poem of the Master’s Series

Posted in Another poem from the "Master Series of Poetry" by John J. Rigo, Lord Guide my Life, One of Seven Poems of the "Master Series" by John J. Rigo, Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , on April 2, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

“One of Seven Poems of “The Master‘s Series of Poetry.”

On this day
the Master revealed
His greatest gift to mankind.
 
This gift was rendered on a mountain of stone
reflected on a setting sun
to a multitude of many
in one of the many lessons
given to multitudes in those years. 
 
The question
that came toward the end of that day
was, “ Master, what is the greatest gift
that God gives to all of us?”  asked the young
man in the multitude of that day.
 
The Master replied,
“The greatest gift that my Father gives to all
is the secret of Forgiveness.
 
In rendering forgiveness to ones self
and also forgiveness of others
does a sinner reveal
the keys to heaven
and the eternal Love of our Father.
 
Forgiveness assures the eternal love of the Father
and being in the arms of His Love forever.”
So said the Master of my life
on this day.

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"A Conversation about Life and Death" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Rainbows Amidst Storms"

Posted in A Blessed Easter to All from John J. Rigo Texas' Commentator, A Poem from the "Amidst Series of Poetry" by John J. Rigo, One poem of Seven of the "Masters Series of Poems", Poetry, Selection from the "Master Series of Poems" by John J. Rigo, Texas' Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , on March 31, 2014| Leave a Comment »

 
 

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The Master‘s hands were strong and hard
from years of work as a carpenter
just like his father.
 
The creation of His hands had a gentle quality
such as the toy camel and shepherd
He was crafting this night.
 
His sister had begged Him to make a toy for her child.
With love and humor He worked several nights.
In the back of the villa the room was small and cramped
making the carving difficult as the oil lamp light flickered.
 
Entering the doorway with a quiet sweep of the door blanket
came His sister’s oldest son.
Many questions burned in the mind
of this young man on this night.
 
Quietly he approached the Master
so as to not disturb His carving.
The young man whispered,
“Master do you have time to speak with me?”
 
Gently and with love the Master set the little wooden carving
aside and reached for the boy’s shoulder saying,
“What is troubling you this night
son of my sister?”
 
The boy replied,
“I am afraid about death
and where I will go when I die
since no one alive
has ever been to the place that dead people go
and returned
how am I to know what to expect?”
 
With patience and the deepest of kindness
toward the concerns of the young man
the Master spoke,
“Telling humanity of the world beyond death
would be like explaining
the sight of sunrise or sunset to a person
who had always been blind.”
 
He further explained,
“Beyond our lifetime is a world inconceivable
to the senses of man
beyond every gift rendered in this world around us. 
It is a world of being
in the midst of eternal love
and never fearing again.
 
It is knowing light beyond any light
we now know of in this world.
It is never being alone again
but cherished in the arms of a mother.
 
So will it be in the arms of our God
forever in eternal love
peace and happiness.”
So He spoke to me
the Master of my life.  
 

					
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"Remembering You" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming Book III, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

					

					Posted in A Poem from Upcoming poetry book "Passion Amidst Apathy", Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , ,  on March 23, 2014|
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I am glad I am here,


to remember you.


In recalling our time together


there were many joys.


 


There were also times of sorrow


we shared in those times.


We had something very special


in the friendship we shared.


 


It has been many years


since you passed on


still  I think of you


each day


and remember. 

					
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"I Will Never Be Far Away" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

					

					Posted in Poetry, Winner of Collin County Texas Poetry Award, tagged , , , , , , , , , ,  on March 20, 2014|
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I will never be far away


no matter where you are.


My heart will always be with you.


 


Never will you have to seek


to find me


for I will always be


as close as your heart.


 


There is a special place


for you and me


a place that will never go away.


 


A place where each day is made for you and me.


A place where each day becomes an eternal string of pearls


as we love and laugh through each setting sun.


 


Rising together each morning


with a song upon our lips


singing of our love for each other.


 


Through this eternity 


and all others


to follow.

					
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"The Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail" copyright 2004, a lost poem recovered, preview poem, "Passion Amidst Apathy" This Poem is Dedicated to the Storm Victims of North Texas.

					

					Posted in A Dying Tree in McKinney Texas, Death of a Friend Death of a Tree, Poetry, upcoming book "Passion Amidst Apathy", tagged , , , , , , , , ,  on March 15, 2014|
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“Why do you stare at me?”


A Pear Tree am I


unchanged by the lost of a part of me.


I am the same


nothing has changed


there is just less of me.


 


Why do you stare a me


as you pass?


Am I so different then before?


 


I still smell the air


feel the sky


and warm myself in the sun of day


soak the rain of day


amidst the storms that roll into my horizon.


 


I still dream of dreams


yet to come


for I am and still am


the mighty Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail.


 


I was taller


fuller and prouder


than I am now


but still the Bradford Pear.


 


The tree you looked upon each day


with such pride.


Have I changed so much from those days


when you looked so lovingly at me?


 


The change came slowly over the years.


Worms chewed in the joy of my wood


seeking the essence of me.


 


I grew


but as each leaf fell


I became closer to my death.


 


The death of cut wood and broken twigs


laid upon a ground now unknown to me.


What changed me so quickly and without warning?


 


It was shortly after midnight


the storm came.


Wind tearing at the very soul of me.


 


Wind ripping my inner part out


to lay useless


and with only partial life upon the ground.


 


I am still the same


the Bradford Pear


I live


I breathe


I sun


even with fuller leaves


than before.


 


Should you now love me less


for not being as powerful


and mighty as before?


 


I love you no less


for you see


I am


and will always be 


your Bradford Pear Tree of Club Lake Trail. 

					
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"The Dark Angel Amidst Us" copyright 2008 John J. Rigo upcoming book, "Passion Amidst Apathy"

					

					Posted in A Poem by Texas' Poet and Commentator John J. Rigo, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , ,  on March 13, 2014|
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The Dark Angel will be overcomed.


Amidst us stands the Dark Angel


joyful at each victory gained against us.


 


A free will to choose Good or Evil


a gift from our Loving God


is a part of our daily struggles.


 


The weapons of the Dark One are many.


Darkness that covers our mind with sorrow


in our latter years


to place us in a void of hopelessness


and fear.


 


Lost of health


lost of loved ones


bringing doubt to our aging minds.


 


Are we to be snatched from His Love


at our Eleventh hour before death?


 


Render your darkness to God’s Love and Power.


The Lord will lift you above this Evil.


 


Never fear


never give in to distrust nor hate


in the darkness that attacks you.


 


The Dark One’s only reward in eternity is suffering


while yours will be in the Light of God’s Love forever.


 


 

					
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“Waking Knight” copyright 2012 John J. Rigo, upcoming poetry book, “Passion Amidst Apathy”

					

					Posted in A Poem by Award Winning Poet John J. Rigo, Another point of view on Heaven, My Newest Favorite Poem, Poem, Poetry, tagged , , , , , , , , , , , ,  on March 8, 2014|
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Image courtesy of Google Image Search.  Poem by award winning poet John J. Rigo of East Texas.
Image courtesy of Google Image Search. Poem by award winning poet John J. Rigo of East Texas.


Poem "Waking Knight" by John J. Rigo.  Image courtesy of Google Image search.
Poem “Waking Knight” by John J. Rigo. Image courtesy of Google Image search.




 


 


Commentary:  It is my belief that all creative writers look for markers along their writing journey that represent improvement in their craft.  This recent written poem is no exception in my almost thirty years of poetry writing.  Within the poem I see my belief in an afterlife,  I see myself as a warrior in defense against Evil representing my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ.  What a beautiful image to die and awake in such a place in one’s after life.  Thank you Lord for this life and all lives that will be ahead in eternity. 


 


 


 


I awoke


as from a sleep


of death.


 


Long gentle fingers


were rubbing my forehead


the side of my face


touching my lips.


 


As my eyes opened


I knew I was no longer 


on my prior world of earth.


 


Before me I beheld


a beautiful maiden


of golden hair


skin of cream and light


eyes of blue/grey and gold.


 


There was no fear within me.


I was at a place where I was meant to be.


I was home in a castle of my Lord‘s place for me.


 


My eyes gazed upon my body.


Upon me where plates of armour.


Gold-Silver and various jewels


incrusted upon them.


 


As the maiden raised my head


I observed the symbols upon my breast-plate.


In the middle in Gold was a Lion.


 


On each side of it were Dragons


standing with their feet gently 


touching the Lion.


 


Above the Lion


flew a Golden Eagle


with wings of silver.


 


My armour gleamed


from head to toe


in this beautiful creation.


 


What battle has my Lord


prepared for me in this place?


Who was this maiden


who touches me with a loving touch?


 


The maiden spoke,


“My Lord, Evil awaits for battle.


Prepare thyself.”


 


 


 


 

					
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"Yea Through the Grace of God Go I" copyright 2005 John J. Rigo "Roses Amidst Thorns"

					

					Posted in Battling after Holidays Depression, Overcoming Depression, Overcoming Depression in One's Life, Poetry, Selection from "Roses Amidst Thorns" published in 2005, The Lord will lead you from Darkness, tagged , , , , , , , , , , ,  on March 8, 2014|
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I have been where you are


a hell of loneliness and despair.


Had I created this place in my past


as you are now


where I was once?


 


I ask myself what pains cross your mind


as this day of many comes to you?


Do you hunger?


Are you without sleep?


 


The night only brings fear for your life.


Are you without anyone who cares


where you are this day?


Are you missed?


 


I too have been where you are.


From ashes of the mind did thou raise me


from a pit of worldly hell.


 


It was not my talents of mind


nor spirit that lead me from this dark world.


It was my prayers.


 


You never failed to hear me


when I cried out to you.


When I tried to end this life


you spoke gently to me


asking me to be patient


and wait one more day.


 


One day lead to another.


Finally the sun began to shine again


in your blessings and your love for me.


 


Thank you Lord


for giving hope to the hopeless


as you gave to me.


 


Thank you Lord


for loving me when I was without love.


Yea Lord without your grace


would I now be lost.  


 


 

					
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