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The trees
nature speaking to us
reminding us of a time
in the past.
A time when
men and women
were closer to God.
Closer to the beauty
and sometimes the anger of nature
but still beauty in all of its glory.
Yes the trees still whisper
that we are still a part of all of this.
Nothing has replaced
our relationship with God.
All we need to do
is take the time
to listen to the trees.
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A beautiful day beckoned.
The sides of the hills were golden
with fields of grain.
The Cypress trees were green
among great expanses of gleaming flat rocks.
An ideal day born for the enjoyment of the sun
and the wondrous words of the Master.
The crowd began to thin toward the afternoon sunset.
The Master was weary.
Many were the questions of the day.
The answers required much of His strength to loudly speak
the words of wisdom to the crowd.
As the Master prepared to depart
a young man in the crowd shouted a question
in His direction.
The Master’s followers tried to quiet the man
to preserve their Lord’s voice.
They knew He was exhausted from the
long day of preaching.
The young man shouted again,
“Master, what can I do in my life that would be
pleasing to my Lord and God?”
In hearing this question
the crowd stopped movement
in their departure.
The crowd turned as one toward
where the Master stood.
Raising up to His full height
the Master looked over the crowd
with the kindest of smiles and He said,
“The mirrors of your own souls are within the eyes of
your brothers and sisters.
If you see hunger in those eyes around you
break the bread and share it.
If you see sorrow
share your tears with your brethren.
If fear overcomes your neighbors
stand with them
for numbers overcome fear.
Above all of these
love your neighbor
as you love your children.
My love protects your brethren
as it protects you.
This sharing of your love in my Father’s name
will be pleasing to your Lord and God.
In this sharing of your love without reserve
without reward
without a counting
will you be given
the glories of eternity.”
These words were spoken this day
by the Master of my life.
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With the passing of time
I have come to realize that there are truly
spaces that are never filled
by the loss of friends who were very personal
to my mind and heart.
Through the years
do the memories of Cliff and Tom
constantly come to my mind.
Never are they dead in my heart.
I see each of them
special in their concern for me
as the friends they were to me
and yes the love they rendered to me.
Have they been replaced in the void left by their absence?
No one has accomplished that.
Cliff was the short, large man from the deep South
always with a tale of lesson and advice not wanted
but when given
seemed well placed.
He spoke of home and craw-fish
his Mother and his victories in life
never of his losses.
You knew he was special
a special person to know.
The same stories he related never got old
just deeper in meaning.
The straight-laced
IBM type of guy was Tom.
He seemed to have found victories too early in his life
burning, dying as a shooting star.
An anger was present about him that could never be explained.
Tom loved a good meal and good drinks.
Save the waiter or waitress who spoke too much while serving!
He was there to savor the moment
should it be his last.
As Tom’s life was coming to an end
he maintained his pride to the last minute in a VA hospital
wearing a blue blazer that no longer fit;
no one cared about his past.
I miss Tom’s advice to me,
his laughter at my watch
that he thought was such a great sales job
because I had to push a button
to tell time.
His loud laughter rang in the night
raising high his special drink
to wish me and all
the best of life.
I miss both of these men.
They were the special friends of a lifetime
never to be replaced.
They are in my heart each day
with the warmest of love to my dearest friends
Cliff and Tom.
Whenever you both may be
in the great wonder of it all
I am one person
who misses you both
oh……….. ever so much.
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By this path
the Lord has brought me to the present.
By this path
I have found His love for me.
Before I found this place in His love
I was a lost sinner in the depths of sorrow and darkness.
By this path
My Lord has brought me everlasting joy and His glory.
Bless this path.
Bless this day.
Blessed are we
who are truly in the mist of His love.
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The meal was simple
one of bread, fruits, and vegetables from the field.
The conversation was good-natured
and spirited among the men.
He sat among them quietly
with a smile of love upon His gentle face.
These men had been with Him for many months.
They were closer than His brothers of birth.
He called to the server for a bowl of water
and a simple cloth to wash His hands.
They stopped speaking and turned to Him.
They knew the time to listen had come.
With courage the one closest to Him asked,
“Master, how am I to know the face of evil?”
“The Serpent takes many forms,” said the Master.
He placed His hands together
each fingertip touching the other
forming a circle.
“Within this circle appears air
and nothing to fear
but I say unto you
the Serpent can take any shape or form
seeminly without consequences of punishment or terror,”
said the Master.
“At the beginning of eternity
when my Father make your souls
an awareness of knowing evil.
He rendered to your souls an eternal power against evil.
When my inner voice speaks to you
know then
my brothers
evil is next to you.”
The Masters’ eyes lifted upward
and cautioned,
“Only by crying out your God’s name
will you be protected from Evil.”
Then He lowered His head sadly lamenting,
“To ignore this warning will place you in the hold
of the serpent
and you may become forever lost.
So I say to you
your heavenly Master and Father
I love you beyond the value or joys of this world.
Keep your faith
and ye shall be with us
in love and light in eternity.”
so He spoke to me,
the Master of my life.
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Last night a dream entered my peace.
It was you sobbing.
Crying for what could have been
but it was not.
Outside of your world everything seemed perfect.
To others your world was without want.
It was not.
A part of your soul was seeking
but not finding
some special part of understanding.
The part that was compassion
of tenderness
that was not in your moment of being.
Was there hope to bind this wound
a wound so deep?
My arms reached for you.
Held you tight with lips to your ear.
Whispered I love you
I care
I know your pain.
I will always be here for you.
You slowly smiled.
Sunshine filled the room.
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“The gift is ourselves” line from poem, Amidst Series of Poetry Books by John J. Rigo
We only come this way…once
with only one gift
to give to others.
The gift is ourselves.
Without payment or reward
we give our all for some cause
more worthy than self.
What could be a finer or more treasured gift?
In giving we are passing on the greatest of gifts
which was taught by one
a very long time ago.
He gave His life to grant eternity for our souls.
His wonderful gift has neither equal nor comparison.
We can only try to reflect His treasure in our own human weakness
by trying to give the gift of our love to humanity.
True love in Jesus’s character
is unselfishly placing others
above ourselves.
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What is the name of that song?
It does not matter
let us be silly and dance
swirling and twirling across the floor.
Our youth flashes before our laughing faces.
Yesterdays move into the now of our beat together
swirling steps into the footprints of ashen time.
For a golden time
our memories of the pain in our past
is no more.
We have each other
with our own very special song
and our own very special dance.
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If you and I met at a different time in space and place
would we be more than people who passed formal greetings?
Would our eyes pierce the beauty of our souls
beyond the imperfections of flesh
to the heart of us?
In your eyes would I see more than me?
Would we know at that moment that something
wonderful was happening for you and me
at a time in starless memory?
Could we have been lovers
entwined in the depth of each other
warm and soft against the cold days of black nights
to rise together with joy and ecstasy?
Could we always have had a love
that had been one in unity for us?
The moment passes quickly.
My being reaches for that moment
it is already gone.
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Together we stand
in showing our love for the Lord.
Our hands are held between us
to make our love for each other stronger.
This our special time to carry us
with His help through the sadness
and tribulations of this life.
Together we are one
in His love for us.
Let us give each other
our love without count and beyond tally.
On this day we will show our love
for our Lord and each other.
One day we shall all be together
in eternity within the arms
of His love.
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