04 januari 2013
True Freedoms Neighborhood
His Promise:
We'll DO even Greater than HE!?!
... to the lock shackled mind
who've yet Eyes that can see
Untrustingly DOing
when He'd rather we BE
Separated:
Self-reliance
... masks uncertain fear
Known by Spirit-Creator
The I-AM Dwells HERE
Our Holy Land
Seventh Heaven
True Freedom's neighborhood
... entered joyously by children
whom choose servitude
Faith in ACTION is trusting
Complete Acceptance bridges both:
The Maker and His Creation
... within thee - thy Holy Host
Labels:
healing mercy grace recovery,
Praise,
SLAM POETRY,
Worship
28 juni 2012
Saving His Best for Last
To be in-synch is to flow
in His Word
Spirit led when I speak
as a Witness to The World
Argue not of Origins
if evolved from Primordial Ooze
Remain deeply devoted to The One
Who's Will???
... a decision we all eventually must choose
His die was set
Our image cast
though by ink and metal altered
From sin - repent
Atonement
and still again I'll falter
Fear not of Death
but widened distance
Of relationship diminished
Instead let us meditate
... on a Promise to Celebrate
When at Last He proclaimed
It Is Finished
16 februari 2012
SET APART
A Disciple now, awake each early mor'n
for our hearts must seek Truth
To whom else can we turn?
Or else we earthbound
reach for a loosed handle
And the world beat our dust
off scarred up, worn out sandals
Daily we now surrender
our will to You alone
Humble heart instead choosing
to lean into the unknown
A simple act of faith
in spite of fear, done today
We ascend into Chirst
proof that You are The Way
To become an experience of God for God
prayerfully we must strive
Gracefully accepting
HIS predetermined life
Our God of second chances
reconciles life anew
Rejoice my sisters' and brothers'
Love Lives INSIDE of you
23 januari 2012
Once dubbed Valley
O’Hearts Delight
begat Shockley’s transistors
begat Shockley’s transistors
a silicon birthright
The Farm seeding
The Farm seeding
ventures to be
computing solutions the fruit of HP
NeXT Jobs and The Woz
thought differently
Macintosh truly an extension of me
iPhoney friends only in numbers grow
#Quantifed-self a friend or a foe?
computing solutions the fruit of HP
NeXT Jobs and The Woz
thought differently
Macintosh truly an extension of me
iPhoney friends only in numbers grow
#Quantifed-self a friend or a foe?
Crowdsourced
solutions IS Valley 3.0h
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... submitted contest entry; Poetry
Center San Jose - Poetry on the Move.
Labels:
artist,
introspection,
musings,
POETRY,
sell out,
SLAM POETRY,
spirituality
08 oktober 2011
GRATEFUL
Grateful for this day born
Stirred awake to early mor'n
Once cut from a mothers cord
New bonds shapened - take worldly form
Love Struck - maternal - in early years
Nourished, protected from uncertain fears
Your hand swept-up each fallen tear
Set afoot away from home
Heading not your plan - life unfolds
At stake the virtue of my soul
Cleaved away my flesh from bone
Deep inside - a still small voice is heard
Righted now by your word
Forsaken not by The One
Reborn anew unto Your Son
Grateful for this day born
Stirred awake to early mor'n
Once cut from a mothers cord
New bonds shapened - take worldly form
Love Struck - maternal - in early years
Nourished, protected from uncertain fears
Your hand swept-up each fallen tear
Set afoot away from home
Heading not your plan - life unfolds
At stake the virtue of my soul
Cleaved away my flesh from bone
Deep inside - a still small voice is heard
Righted now by your word
Forsaken not by The One
Reborn anew unto Your Son
26 september 2011
Wide is the Gate
for those who take
a view kaleidoscope
When beliefs are a plenty
we forsake The One
Who gave all creation hope
The Secret is not innocent
deception with malintent
Such wide paths take a great toll
Ballast shifts within a pure soul
An Examined Life
reveals through our strife
whom truly worship do we
In times of duress
I still must confess
The mess I had made out of me
Our Father does know
in our hearts what we sow
T'was not He alone whom I sought
Neither did I manifest
prosperity when times seemed best
Seek of He at present I stopped
I gave Him no mind
let go of the vine
A spiritual malady
to pursue only salary
And trample upon
any thought of religion
Pride exclaimed it was all about me...
Yet sorrows seasons
usurps the unreasoned
reduced to meakness was thee
Then He gathered up
this black sheep amok
our fruit now fallen and bruised
Made Whole - Yes RESTORED
Pure Love He Outpours
Thank God for Heavens Good News!
for those who take
a view kaleidoscope
When beliefs are a plenty
we forsake The One
Who gave all creation hope
The Secret is not innocent
deception with malintent
Such wide paths take a great toll
Ballast shifts within a pure soul
An Examined Life
reveals through our strife
whom truly worship do we
In times of duress
I still must confess
The mess I had made out of me
Our Father does know
in our hearts what we sow
T'was not He alone whom I sought
Neither did I manifest
prosperity when times seemed best
Seek of He at present I stopped
I gave Him no mind
let go of the vine
A spiritual malady
to pursue only salary
And trample upon
any thought of religion
Pride exclaimed it was all about me...
Yet sorrows seasons
usurps the unreasoned
reduced to meakness was thee
Then He gathered up
this black sheep amok
our fruit now fallen and bruised
Made Whole - Yes RESTORED
Pure Love He Outpours
Thank God for Heavens Good News!
Labels:
Praise,
SLAM POETRY,
spirituality,
Worship
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