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#1 Alina

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Posted 14 July 2012 - 11:30 AM

Good Day to all!

I start this topic for all lovers of poetry have the opportunity to publish their work related to topics that relate directly or indirectly to the study of Revelation.For those who are attracted and inspired by this style of expression, we know what it means and how pleasant enjoyable time spent writing in solitude.
So courage to post! The invitation is done!
Dear Pike, all yours! :)

At this time I remember the point 20 of Morontia Mota, says:

(557.6) 48:7.22 20. Only a poet can discern poetry in the commonplace prose of routine existence.

This point,gave me a poem which in time will translate into English, is a bit complicated for me for the grammatical structures and the way I write. "The Flight of the Poet" I wrote some years ago,when I first started with my first readings of the UB. We'll see. what comes out!

For now I have part of the translation of "Feel my union with you"
Hope you like it... or better, first you mean! :)

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Feel my union with you

Oh! Divine Glory in my soul!
Since there is no longer here anymore
Neither the afterlife.
Today is now"Always Present"
In the cosmos of my mind.

The distant, is near.
Near, moves away, sometimes.
Only to return between particles
arriving from ... here ... and there ...

I find you always in the center.
In my hands at all times.
That's not really the time.
It is only the reflection
This bright mirror!

Yes, this truth is just the shadow.
but just glimpse of your presence!
in my soul, and increasingly
Looking at the sky or the ground.
It does not matter where you look!

While the sentiment is present
and united to the Thought!

We Are One!

This Universe is my country!
Y... The Kingdom of Heaven is!



Graciela E.Gatti
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Edited by Alina, 14 July 2012 - 01:10 PM.


#2 Pike aka Hrvoje Pajk

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Posted 14 July 2012 - 02:39 PM

hello,

I posted this allready but this is better place for it

Journey

We started the journey,
and must walk the trail.
Trails are many,
and only one is right.
Take my hand Jesus
and don't let me go a stray.
I will follow you,
no metter how is the way.
I know you'll lead me,
there where I'm ment to be.
I love you Jesus,
and I love your way.
Bless me with knowledge
to follow your way.

Pike


Peace be upon you

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Posted 14 July 2012 - 03:06 PM

hello,

if anyone has poems from Phil Bosmans I would be greatfull if you would share it with me.

I read one lately but it is in Croatian.
I will translate it to english and share it with you.

peace
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Posted 15 July 2012 - 04:07 AM

hello,

Meredith once posted this poem.
It deserves to be here.

Be thankful that you don’t already have
everything you desire.
If you did, what would there
be to look forward to?
Be thankful you don’t know something,
for it gives you the opportunity to learn.
Be thankful for the difficult times.
During those times you grow.
Be thankful for your limitations,
because they give you opportunities for
improvement.
Be thankful for each new challenge,
because it will build your strength and
character.
Be thankful for your mistakes.
They will teach you valuable lessons.
It’s easy to be thankful for the good things.
A life of rich fulfillment comes to those
who are also thankful for the setbacks.
Gratitude can turn a negative into a positive.
Find a way to be thankful for your troubles,
and they will become your blessings.
By Wynne

peace
Peace be upon you

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Posted 15 July 2012 - 07:13 AM

'' if anyone has poems from Phil Bosmans I would be greatfull if you would share it with me.''

HI Brother Pike


IS This Him ?

http://my.opera.com/...olden-thought-2



THE GOLDEN THOUGHT

Wednesday, January 21, 2009 11:37:37 PM
Gold thouht
THE GOLDEN THOUGHT
It sometimes seems to us, that two different men live in us. One which all acts perfectly and we present this man to the world and it is also the second one , who we put to shame, and we conceal this. In every man exists something like this, how the internal discord and cohesionless. Everyone would like to be good, and only makes acts, which he often does not understand alone.
Why is it so? Therefore, that man is not God, it is not also an angel, nor a superhuman, and only a small pilgrim in long, far road of his life. His own weaknesses make him incritical and gentle in relation to others. Someone, who is uncritical in the face of himself , he will be hard and incapable to understand in others. He will not be able to comfort anybody, to add a courage and to forgive. Happiness and friendship are there where men are sensitive, gentle and soft in words, and in mutually contacts. — Phil Bosmans


Phil Bosmans is the Flemish Catholic priest, a monk of Monfortaners. For over forty years he's lived in a small monastery in Kontich near Antwerp. His optimistic prescriptions on life, creating in form of aphorisms or poems,it is a result of the deep belief, of the own experience and the understanding in the suffering , poorest and lonely men. In his poem he says that:

"I will not stay on this world eternally"

I will not stay on this world eternally.
Between eternity and my birth,
and the eternity after my death
I have the measured time of stopping exactly
on our small planet.
My time.
I can not withdraw it , nor prolong also.
My time is settled pitilessly.
And so what? It can say one with whole certainty :
It mustn't be sad,It should stay on the sunny side,
and let the time runs with its rhythm.
It is well to delight with the light, love ,
men and beautiful events.
To these who did not find the sunny place of stopping
to beautify the day.
Let my time will not be a street of
fast movement between a cradle and a grave,
treat the place of stopping will be in the sun.
Life can be hard,terrible hard.
Life be able to be heavy,terrible heavy.
there are moments , when you feel this
in the deepest layers of your soul.
In such painful moments
every man looks for a consolation.
It without a support and consolation
it isn't impossible to live.

Edited by Coop, 15 July 2012 - 07:17 AM.


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Posted 15 July 2012 - 08:36 AM

hi Coop,

that is him.

I will translate one his poem and post it here. it really impressed me.

peace
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Posted 15 July 2012 - 09:55 AM

Friend... sister...

Friend, sister;
are so similar in part
to silence, to murmur.
You talk notes
of the non-audible;
quiet, I transmit
in waves of feelings,
of emotions
that are rooted in the words
never pronounced.

Friend, sister;
your tears, water
rainbow;
filled with multiple
colors of the aurora
that contains everything;
bountiful, generous
of the human soul.

Friend, sister;
you see in your writing
arpeggios, sounds
born in the deep
Sea pearl
living essence.

Never fly so high
like that day
that looked at the sun
and you say: here I am,
here I am in an exit
composition eternal
cosmic waiting for the day
that your symphony
at last be heard;
glorious silence
full of soul
of depths.

Friend, sister;
I .......
humbly, I,
I've heard.
When you shut
I stole your silence.


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(30.4) 1:6.5 Some degree of moral affinity and spiritual harmony is essential to friendship between two persons; a loving personality can hardly reveal himself to a loveless person. Even to approach the knowing of a divine personality, all of man’s personality endowments must be wholly consecrated to the effort; halfhearted, partial devotion will be unavailing.



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Posted 15 July 2012 - 12:56 PM

hello,

here is the promised translation.
I hope I didnt destroy it too mutch :)


In darknes of your past,
and in uncertinty of your future,
in blessing of your helpings,
and in missery of your weakness,
I lay my promise: I AM HERE.

In play of your feelings,
and in severity of your thoughts,
in wealth of your silence,
and in poverty of your speach,
I lay my promise: I AM HERE.

In multitude of your tasks,
and in emptynes of your employment,
in all might of your capabilities,
and in boundries of your talent,
I lay my promise: I AM HERE.

In success of your talks,
and in boredom of your prayers,
in joy of your success,
and in pain of your failings,
I lay my promise: I AM HERE.

In narowness of your everyday,
and in places of your dreams,
and in unreliability of your mind,
and in strength of your heart,
I lay my promise: I AM HERE.

Phil Bosnan
Peace be upon you

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Posted 16 July 2012 - 10:36 PM

How like an orange is the kingdom of heaven:


The sweetness of the juice under the peel cannot be seen


Once opened, cannot be contained



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Posted 17 July 2012 - 02:00 PM

Hi all!

Just over five years ago when I was just starting to read the Urantia Revelation, I wrote this poetry.
I hope not to destroy my own writing ! originally in language Spanish.
The point of origin was Morontia Mota: "Only a poet can discern poetry in the common place prose of routine existence".(557.6)
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THE FLIGHT OF THE POET

Freedom, wants the poet ... through life.
Sounds of wings to the wind, like, the poet ...
Locked. is located. powerless ... notes.
What do, everything ... to explore ... all ...
And I'm trapped here! thinks the poet.
...As static is ...!



Great inner strength,seized the poet.
His heart expanded ... sees.
In mysterious instant, the picture becomes.
Curtains before him, gliding. appear.
In fresh breeze and everything has changed!
Write your hand ... verses that even he knows
where they entered.


Upon returning from his flight, his hands close together.
Sprigs ... colors ... beautiful ...
brought to the ground
With them and painted it gray and dark.

He can not stop writing now ...
what has been given ...
Like, the poet ... share your flight.


Know,.. the poet ...

Feel ... Think.


Go reappear coming of impotence ...
And other verses ... thence emerge ...
Free and accompanied, he feels, the poet.
By the dictates of the Soul ...
Attuned to it ...


Cries the poet on paper ...
Tears of gratitude and joy
For those moments lived ...
That will last forever ...


As in present state
in his mind-heart.
Between smiles and tears ... the poet knows ...
I've never been alone and locked up alone!

Laugh ... the poet ...


Meanwhile new verses ... are already appearing.
Trying, always trying to find
Reality of living on this earth, knowing that most
is still in darkness.


Alina says the poet:

-The hope is present
For in the contrary case you would not be
writing to all those persons who is also seeking

the reason for existence.

The poet observes Alina,
his eyes.serious and firm
A shy smile.Leave hover in your face ...


... And will help someone ...?


G.E.G.B
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Edited by Alina, 17 July 2012 - 02:15 PM.


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Posted 20 July 2012 - 09:03 AM

The kingdom of heaven could be compared to the cook who found a huge box of fruit in his kitchen. Oranges, apples, pears, pineapples, bananas, cherries, mangos and so many kinds were in it. The fragrance and beauty of the fruit was so great he preapared a feast of it for everyone. On his tables he put out his finest linen and silver. He phoned his family and told them to come for the feast. He told them to invite their friends and everyone else in town and people from the country to come share with him his joy and overflowing abundance.

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Posted 20 July 2012 - 09:48 AM

The Feast


Won't you come...oh please do!

For the table is laid and the kitchen busy too!

It's a glorious day to share all I have with you!

The bounty of harvest is too great for me alone.

There is more than enough for all.

You need naught but appetite and a little time.

Our Lord provides all else that may ever be needed.

Won't you come....oh please do!


The Feast

B)


(from a frustrated poet...a little improv on Meredith's post)

Edited by fanofVan, 20 July 2012 - 09:50 AM.

Peace be upon you."

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Posted 21 July 2012 - 01:06 PM

Riley Martins – Thought Adjuster

The poem

I have traveled far and swiftly, Across
yon deep and leaning sky; I have
witnessed a novas burst, and saw living
planet die.

Across to voids of space unmeasured, Oh
yea,Omsa-La-Juwann: I have pierced the
quantum octaves, mastered hyper warps
in time.

Vaulting onward o’er the spiral, on a
journey here to save: fellow beings
wrought of madness, from yon weeping
living grave,
Nestled there upon the ether, as a jewel
among the stones: Earth the precious orb
of legend, soon your glowing shall be
done.

Children of the living waters, possessors
of the staff of reason: Beings of celestial
promise, doomed to perish in mid-
season.

From the stone axe to the heavens, lo’
the vision did not fade: still that pulsing
seed of hatred, lay thy fate beneath the
spade.

Before me the planet lay in shambles,
eco-destruction beyond repair: by the”
greed of false controllers”, acid
permeate the air,
Pristine waters from the mountains, die
en-route down to the sea: thus to hasten
soon the horror, the sapien race may
cease to be.

All my dreams of bio-perfection, was but
a futile deed: Seeking to create apure
utopia, we unleashed a monster seed.
Still within them lay the
spirit , to transcend the
rabid beast:
And to comprehend the Omsa of the
elements of peace.

Oh ye marvels of creation, why have you
not sought the light: Must you fade into
the shadows, of that still,cold, azure
night
Unto you my sign is written, there upon
the living fields, Lo’ the circle is eternal,
though you perish , you yet
shall live.

Interfaceing with the acids, beneath
some new Jurasic sea: To turn again and
scan the heavens, and to learn again to
be, to be.

If I did not breach your stratos, you
would surely some day breach mine: Tis
a factor without question,tis a factor but
of time.

I have not returned to conquer, nor to
alter the flow of fate:
But simply to gather a
certain number , soon
before it is too late.

Too unstable to embrace, yet far too
noble to cast away: Beautiful life form
though unsuccessful, might succeed
another day:
There upon the flowering meadows, Oh,
shining precious Biaveh.
Peace be upon you

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Posted 21 July 2012 - 03:12 PM

Hi all!
I hope you understand! I wrote some time now with all of you! :ph34r:

Thanks PIke :) !
Alina.
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State of Siege

From today I declared
state of siege in my mind
not transcend borders
that are not good for me
Do not go beyond the scope
my cherished wish.
Do not listen to those things

I do not need to know
Do not read for some time
nothing to interfere.
the path I have outlined
of ideal growing.
I can only work
in the reduced space
of my mind and my thinking.

This space is not small!
Only requires expand
the home.
That is in front of my!
Working there to let me see
the breadth of ideas.
Listed for action!

Soldiers. thoughts ...
have to walk very upright
Do not allow anything.
find them distracted..
They are on alert for
any movement.

I must not go outside
When the night has come
only permitted out in the light of day!
But always with precausión
and for identification!

Through the window I look
as they march together
The purpose is only one.
True freedom!

The Authority is watching
It is not superb, his attitude
Fulfills its mission!
Keep in place.
The undesirable and daring.

The day must come soon
that this state change.
for a time not set.
I have not let anyone
invade my privacy.

Then... I'll go out running
to a larger space,
Toward the achievement deserved
of personal choice.


G. E. G.B.
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Edited by Alina, 21 July 2012 - 03:13 PM.


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Posted 21 July 2012 - 10:39 PM

Wow! I'm so glad you started this topic, Alina! Thanks Pike, Coop, fanoVan!

Your poem, Alina, "State of Seige" expresses so well something I can relate to. I wrote something similar, perhaps, as your state of seige. I marvel that my own state of seige is like yours, at least in some respects. I call mine "Horsework."



Horsework

Still those stampeding horses running loose in your brain!
Put a pen around them or drive them off a cliff into the ocean.
Build a fence behind you!
Corral them!
Take away their food, their water.
Let not their neighing and braying distract you!

By what authority speaks the outrageous leader?
The one neighing and braying the loudest,
The one snorting and stomping, blowing and pawing,
And those lesser ones nipping at its withers,
Nipping at its flanks, braying and vying for authority,
Vying for recognition, vying for all the mares?
Let not their vying and whining disturb your course!

Dare you go in among them where they are?
Hoofing and stomping, kicking up such a cloud of dust
Into the stratosphere seen from space?
Seen from the center of the universe?
Seen by God whose very eyes see all, read all, know all?

Go there, then, into that confusion and anxiety.
Go there with a rope and shield, if you must.
Capture their leader whose name is fear.
Hobble its legs and muzzle it.
Take away its range.
Neutralize its lead.
Subdue it behind an extra fence.
Make it submissive as a pet trained to stay put.

But, even wild horses are a part of the universe economy.
When domesticated they are useful and intelligent.
They are companions and assistants in the labors of man.
But they require grooming,
A clean environment, pasturage,
Proper food and water, exercise,
And training.
And mostly training.
It’s horse work.




All the best,
Meredith

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Posted 22 July 2012 - 09:02 AM

Yes... Merediht! I'm glad too! We are in a similar tune! :)
Thanks to Pike that he came to start this topic!
The extra-ordinary is that, in addition, you understand me! :D

Love to all!

Alina
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Posted 24 July 2012 - 06:09 AM

Circle

As electron circles around the atom core.

As Moon circles around the Earth.

As Earth circles around the Sun.

As Sun circles around the Milky way.

As Milky way circles around Heaven.

I circle around you, Father.

by Pike
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Posted 24 July 2012 - 08:53 AM

Glory Road


Oh how long I have wandered...

Thrashing through the brush and weeds,

Looking for the way from here to there to anywhere

Not Here.


Taking any trail found....

No matter where it might lead,

Every little copse and spring discovered

Here?


Looking for what I do not have....

But need and long for with whole heart,

Moving forward...I hope

There?


Suddenly I trip and fall...

Over a giant blue book not there a moment ago,

I land face first stunned

On the Glory Road!


What's this I cry out?

Where did this super highway come from,

Look at all the traffic,

Believers all laughing arm in arm

Skipping up the widening thoroughfare

Toward towering peaks

Floating above the clouds.


Peace and tranquility replace confusion and despair!

God's call and direction

So obvious now.

What of the others still lost I inquire?

Worry not says a Voice

For every little trail in the wilderness

Brings all my children to


THE GLORY ROAD



Peace. :rolleyes:
Peace be upon you."

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Posted 24 July 2012 - 01:18 PM

Path

An angel whispered in my ear
But I can not tell!
He advanced on my way to what could be achieved.

Someone pushed me from behind,
light the path for me.
Between coos and pushes
and it finally hit.

Very naughty angel laughed
and made to run again!
Happened several times until
the sleeping, me.
I realized that it was
shown that distance costs.
I followed uphill and I'm still chasing ...

But I understood the game
And I no longer treat such a hurry to reach.
Rather walk slowly looking around.
And faster without losing detail
I have to find.

Waiting for more friends, got together to play.



G.E.G.B.
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Then I wrote this short poem, reminded the Reversion Angeles!
Is it because I found it funny. :D

Alina
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Posted 25 July 2012 - 10:03 AM

AWESOME Poems

Thanks Everyone , Ive Been Enjoying Them ALL !

Alina ~ Can I Share Your Poem Elsewhere ?




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