Earlier in the year a comment about one of my poems put me in a contemplative mood. I re-read the comment today. From whence this writing comes.
The end of the year and the celebrations that occur Are very different for all who celebrate, as it were Whether one faith or another, we all come together now To celebrate the One who binds us all to Whom we bow
From humble beginnings to the King of kings we know How He became the teacher and healer of both high and low Where his miracles helped, poor or rich, the sick and lame Who came from far and near and learned to praise His name
Even if we can't imagine the full meaning of His life He heals our hearts from life's pains and its strife And fills our souls with newness when we believe in Him He came in his humility to fill our lives to the brim Not all believe as some of us do, the message is not heard Because the mind is closed to the hearing of the word Some believe differently they are not ready in their mind Their thoughts are simply of a totally different kind
We can only listen to what we're ready and willing to hear Based on past experience and the things that we hold dear So those who cannot possibly believe because of their past That has closed their minds may someday listen at last
To the wisdom of the ages that's held so precious and true That waits for us to see the light as all will finally do But 'till the time that passes is enough to let us learn Our minds will not be open to the things for which we yearn
For all of human kind seeks to find a meaning to their lives And some create a set of values that somehow just arrives There in their thoughts without a biblical connection And it seems to help to give their meager lives direction
So if we are not ready to hear how we could be our best We'll have great problems in our lives we can't put to rest But if we find it in our hearts the greatest word to hear We will find ourselves in celebration at this time of year
| | Posted by Raven at 9:58 PM - | |
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Some times I wonder what will come when I sit down to write And just start typing and looking at the words that come Rambling thoughts about life and what makes lives bright
Is it the connection to others that fills our lives with glee Or our connection to nature and all that she can bring Or maybe just living life the best we can while being free
What would we be if we were born somewhere else on earth To what end would we live and what would be our fate Where would our lives take us and what would be our worth
How could we know of right and wrong and what the difference be What would we believe in and who, would be from our teachers For what is right to anyone is only what they learn you see
Because our destiny proves to be what our upbringing demands What God we know is taught to us and drives our faith So, who we believe in is only within our parent's hands
Faith that resides in us for more than a thousand years May be right and may be wrong, but who's to say who's right The history of our past can't be erased with a million tears
So what judgment can be made of the faith of another man Who's family brought the faith through all the many years Only the master of the universe has the right and can
How do we know that what we believe is the faith that's true When the writer of another is writing the same words as I And asking the same questions of himself that I ask of you
| | Posted by Raven at 12:47 AM - | |
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When in one's life a search begins for an elusive thing One carries on the search in silence to fulfill the dream But, even if one is silent the soul will try to sing Sing out to the listener of the souls the searcher's scheme
And when one seems to come upon the object of their search By coincidence or what may seem accidental at the time Eventually one understands they're not left in the learch To have an accidental answer to their dreams oh so sublime
So serendipitous it will seem that luck takes the blame Credit goes not to the master of the universe who made The chance meeting of the two who's love starts to flame And builds from there to lasting dreams that will not fade
Keep on searching but not on purpose just keep it all inside And let the aura of your feelings fill the space around you now Let your soul do the searching for you with feelings set aside And your special someone will find you, I know he will somehow
| | Posted by Raven at 12:04 AM - | |
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