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Spiritual Revelations for those seeking Humanity in Humans ~~CordieB.

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Indecisiveness

This poem was prompted by Simply Snickers.  The words for this week were: damp, decide, and droll.

Indecision by *moonmomma

Indecision by *moonmomma

Indecisiveness

Indecisiveness takes its toll
On the drollness and lightness of our soul
Made up minds lift the dread filled weight
lingering heavily on our fate

Indecision stunts our growth
though deciding we may loath
one must move through inconclusive’s brace
holding mind, body and spirit stuck in place…

till decisions can be made
life continues, low-keyed; afraid
knowing in the back of mind
choices must be made in time

Preventing  souls from moving free
intensifying fears of what may or may not be
lest we move from fear to flight
we may never see the light

Though decisions may be wrong
lack of choice only prolongs
mending of spirit and self torn apart
when in dire doubt, follow your heart

Written by CordieB.

A Spiritual Riddle – Wishful Thinking, By CordieB.

You may never touch us physically, but spiritually we are always in your grasp;
We are radiance and pure energy which so often make the children gasp
In awe of our beauty and the multitude of sparks
that twinkle and glitter in the dark from the fields, neighborhoods, and parks

You may gaze upon our radiance and make a wish or two
We may even understand you, as we very often do.
We gaze down upon your wonderment, as you look up to the skies
In a wishful belief and comfort that we can dry your teary eyes.

If we could answer all your prayers and your wishes make them true,
We’d simply tell you truthfully, all the answers lie in you.
We are here to provide you beauty, light, warmth and energy;
To aide you in a moment of escape from today’s imagery

To render beauty and calmness in the night amongst today’s mad, twisted twirl;
And to help you realize God’s creation is far beyond your small, small world
To remind you that you’re not alone in your troubles, wants and cares,
For many a child and man have upon us wished a trillion different prayers.

We would tell you it matters not so much your worldly false needs or desire;
For your needs and wants come and go; and no condition is so dire–
That it won’t pass as all does, you see nothing remains the same;
For every night turns to day; even we will someday lose our flame.

But it gives us great delight in knowing that we’ve encouraged you once more,
We shine to provide sparkle and energy which may inspire you to soar
To reach to us in aspiration and live each day with abilities to cope,
With each moment’s joys and disappointments with love, faith and hope

We ourselves wish that our light will give you guidance on how to live your life–
That you’ll  in-turn love others on your sphere and always shine your love light.
That you’ll give a boost of inpiration to that man in grave dispair
Or to that child who is homeless, hungry; or simply needs someone to care.

That you will be a guiding light for aimless souls searching in the dark,
For someone headed down a dark path in life may only need a spark
Of love and compassion from you to boost start and point the way
To the wonderful, truthful realization that all is not in dismay.

So shine your light as we do and dream upon us if you wish.
But remember blessings are to be passed on; not to be kept–selfish.
If you want to make your deepest, intermost wishes come true
Take a closer look at self, and what is genuinely you.

Not external values, such as money, fame and passing romance
But what’s in the inside – what really makes you dance.
If you wish upon me tonight, I’d bet a million, trillion light years
That the time will come when you will no longer have the same illusionary fears.
Or false demands or needs for happiness as you think you do now.
And upon me you’ll have another wish upon your fretfull, sweet brow.

We would tell you a change in circumstances must always start with you;
You frame your life by your thoughts, beliefs, and all that you do.

We would remind you everything you need in this life has already been given.
The key is in accepting, embracing and love for the life you’re now living.

I’m sure you know the riddles’s answer, as the clues are quasars

We are objects of wishful thinking, we are simply the stars. . .

By CordieB

You are so wonderful just as you are right now! The stars look up at you!

Pandemic Faith, Hope and Love

Beautiful Artwork Courtesy of Roberlan Borges Paresqui - Click Image to View His Other Works

 

Yesterday, I was saddened that Jamal, and many other young men and woman who have lost their lives to senseless violence, did not witness a historical moment in history.  I was saddened they were not able to witness Americans thinking beyond racial barriers and casting their votes for positive change by electing Barack Obama. 

 

Yet, on another note I felt a sense of renewed hope and faith.  Not only did I feel it, I saw it.  I saw a sense of hope, faith and love that I had not seen in the eyes of my brothers and sisters, my children, my neighbors, my friends and co-workers, in a very long time.  From the wino on the corner, to the little old lady, to the beautiful young people, all of whom stood in lines in the rain, often for hours, I saw on their faces renewed hope, faith and love.     I saw renewed hope in the eyes of those whose eyes have mirrored hopelessness for a very long time.   I felt delighted that so many of us have been given a fresh dose of hope in a dismal time in America.

 

I am proud that America is finally moving beyond racial issues and striving to see people for who they are.  I am proud that Americans are finally realizing that we need change in the administration, change in policy, and change from our leadership.  We need positive change which incorporates, We, the People.  Not We, the Rich People; not We, the Black People; not We, the White People, not We the Straight People, but, We The People.  

 

I feel renewed hope that President elect Obama has the abilities to inspire Americans to stop thinking and feeling in the backward ways of divisiveness and hopelessness.   I can see that Obama truly believes in what he speaks and that his love for humanity will be so contagious, that we all will catch it.     

 

Just as hopelessness, hatred, and lacking faith is contagious; so is hopefulness, faith and love.   I am positive that Obama will be the anecdote to the disease of hopelessness and hatred that was spreading across America in epidemic proportions.   His spirit for humanity will sweep across racial lines, religious sects, city streets, country roads, and spread throughout the world.  The essence of embracing humanity and loving thy neighbor will become so infectious that it will spread in pandemic proportions!   

 

So even though Jamal and many others who have lost their lives to senseless violence are not around to share in the victory, I am delighted that there are so many others who are still here who will catch the love virus, spread it, and create a world where hatred may become eradicated and the communicable love virus spreads across America and beyond!        

Walking In Sunshine, Through the Rain

Into each life some rain must fall…

yet the sun’s out there throughout it all…

though shadowed by dismal clouds of rain,

the sun abides; it still remains.

So often in our minds, we can not feel

what we don’t see; though it is real…

So often we fail to recognize the fact

that through the storm, the sun remains in tact;

Her energy works with the storms of life,

to nurture our souls; withstand the strife…

to help us grow in God’s domain…

to make us strong, endure the pain.

Like when a newborn babe first breaks the womb;

Emerginging into light, quickly she blooms…

Into an independent being, from love begotten…

Thus, pain of passage is soon forgotten!

So when the rains falls heavily upon my face,

I embrace God’s nurturing, cleansing grace;

I see his love peaking through the clouds;

I feel her essense as rain enshrouds;

I embrace his power; when lightning strikes…

when thunder roars through darkened nights;

I hold my own, I understand…

It’s all part of an intricate, master plan-

I know the sun is still out there…

She’s got my back, she’s most aware! everywhere!

And when the morning comes to view…

She carresses my being; life’s anewed.

Like nature freshened by morning’s dew.

~Written especially for you!  By CordieB