(Hey Baby) New Rising Sun

July 26, 2017

The Story of Life

The story of Jesus
So easy to explain
After they crucified him,
A woman, she claimed his name
The story of Jesus
The whole Bible knows
Went all across the desert
And in the middle, he found a rose

There should be no questions
There should be no lies
He was married ever happily after
All the tears we cry
No use in arguing
All the use to the man that moans
When each man falls in battle
His soul it has to roam
Angles of heaven
Flying saucers to some,
Made Easter Sunday
The name of the rising sun

The story is written
By so many people who dared,
To lay down the truth
To so very many who cared
To carry the cross
Of Jesus and beyond
We will guide the light
This time with a woman in our arms
We as men
Can’t explain the reason why
The woman’s always mentioned
At the moment that we die
All we know
Is God is by our side,
And he says the word
So easy yet so hard

I wish not to be alone,
So I must respect my other heart
Oh, the story
Of Jesus is the story
Of you and me
No use in feeling lonely,
I am searching to be free

The story
Of life is quicker
Than the wink of an eye
The story of love
Is hello and goodbye
Until we meet again.

Hey Baby - New Rising Sun

Machine Gun: Victims of the Fury


Lord Is It Mine

June 11, 2017

I know that there’s a reason why I need to be alone
I know that there’s a silent place that I can call my own
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?

You know I get so weary from the battles in this life
And as many times it seems that you’re the only hope in sight
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?

When everything’s dark, and nothing seems right,
You don’t have to win, and there’s no need to fight

I never cease to wonder at the cruelty of this land
But it seems a time of sadness is a time to understand
Is it mine?
Oh, Lord, is it mine?

When everything’s dark, and nothing seems right,
You don’t have to win, and there’s no need to fight

If only I could find a way
To feel your sweetness through the day
The love that shines around me could be mine
So give us an answer, won’t you?
We know what we have to do
There must be a thousand voices trying to get throughLord Is It Mine - Believe +

“Amen”: New Beginnings

Hold On + Triumph


Yes – Lift Me Up

May 27, 2017

Two-Shelled +Two-Shelled + 2

“His truth shall be thy shield and buckler.”


Shelled Shores and Music

November 10, 2016

“It is He that loveth His brethren, His sheep.”

Shrouds of +

Your heartbeat,
The tide, the shore —
The shell, the shore, the music,
Listen to the sound:

The poetry flows,
The melody flows,
To the Lighthouse.

Holy Blood +

Restored Shells +++

+ Re: The Family of Jesus +

Raining: Sets and Stages

“Seek Me”: Secret Garden

“Amen”: New Beginnings

All Sides (One Goal)

The Crest of Hope 

A Guide


The Promise, the Manna, the Bread

September 23, 2016
One Mind

One Mind

Once, there were thoughts of being filled – before finding.
One side made every attempt to keep the earthly forever blinding.

Many drinks were sought in such a place – before knowing.
Then, upon tried chapters, the Spirit poured – like a river flowing.

“Would you give up?” – (finally) as a question.
Years followed – each passing with many a lifting lesson.

“These are the greatest gifts” –
exclaimed as they were bestowed.
“What more could be given –
(in return) for these triumphs and throes?”

This is the Promise (which always mends).
This is the Manna (which eternally sends).
This is the Bread (which never ends).

Newborn Shores +
One Spirit +
The Crest of Hope


Gotta Serve Somebody +

October 7, 2015

You may be a preacher with your spiritual pride
You may be a city councilman taking bribes on the side

But you’re gonna have to serve somebody, yes indeed
You’re gonna have to serve somebody,
It may be the devil or it may be the Lord
But you’re gonna have to serve somebody.

Gotta Serve Somebody +

“People seldom do what they believe in.  
They do what is convenient, then repent.” 

Mary Shines (On Gospels)

Believing: One


Miracles, Gifts and Rams

July 18, 2015

Questions.  Answers.  Seek.

We are all children of God.  As was written, seek, that we may be called,
that we may become one, as sons and daughters –
as Jesus Christ our savior taught.

Inspiration[s] Focus[es].  Heart[s].

Only By – Only For – Only When:
One Mind – One Body – One Spirit

Amen


Good Fridays: Why? When?

April 3, 2015

They say:
We’ve seen the Light.
We are here – to show, to Lead (away).
And then:
After realizing certain power[s],
They overcome, perhaps oppress,
For those claims must have results —
Even if their singular Path can only be realized, judged, and ruled
In and from exclusive Towers.
For us, they are the “Chosen” —
So some say.
Yet, many reason, and may wonder –
Someday:

~^~Good Fridays (When)

Gifts and Rams

Ring Them Bells

All Sides (One Goal)


Projections (In Time)

July 31, 2014


Sent (In Memory): “Don’t Give Up”

July 3, 2014

~^~

~^~


Called and Chosen and Faithful

May 4, 2014

Revelation 17:14 These shall make war with the Lamb, and the Lamb shall overcome them: for he is Lord of lords, and King of kings: and they that are with him are called, and chosen, and faithful.

Rising Tides

Our Father, who art in heaven,
Hallowed by Thy Name –
The King of kings, Lord of lords,
Thy Name the same.

My Leader, my Brother,
My Savior, my Friend –
Guide and carry me,
Until that beginning as an end.

Our Father, The Creator,
The Holy, The One –
Lift me to that time
When eternity has only begun.

Hallowed be Thy Names,
Thy Swords to come;
Hallowed are The Words
Which shall never be undone.

Rising Tides
On The Eve Of The Great Decline
“Words mean things.  And these words maybe more than some. . . .”

~^~

Seasons: Ring Them Bells

Another Tide (Coincides)

Magnum Opus: Believe


I Am The Lighthouse

February 17, 2014

I Am The Lighthouse


Setting Seasons: “Book of Days”

January 4, 2014

Our roots drink from a soil of renewed casting;
Drunk (in a past),
Yet soon to be fulfilled (everlasting).
Our trunks are girded with layered shields –
Armored, that we may weather this ground
(As beacons among fields).
Our branches are gifted as arms –
Reaching up and out;
Stemmed, intricate connections overcome all drying doubts.
Our leaves provide an enveloping canopy
(Where rain kisses these lips).
Veins flow in unison –
Accepting and open to all quenching tips.
This body prepares us for answers –
Of what will be sent;
Wholly planted, we shall share in reasons –
Of what the stages meant.
The Sun leads us through seasons –
Of sustenance, growth, thirst.
Light, that we may seed, shines evenly –
So the last may become first.
A cycle gives us chances to discover
An abundance of everything in need;
Eventual to a pattern –
Within time is a setting –
Where those called shall be freed.

In FlightsDaniel 12: 2
And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.

All Sides (One Goal)
The Crest of Hope
Another Chance
Seek Me
A Guide


Balancing (Times)

October 5, 2013

Balancing (Time)

Balancing (Time)

But do not forget this one thing, dear friends:
With the Lord a day is like a thousand years,
and a thousand years are like a day.

In Your Eyes


“Resolution”: In Your Eyes

September 29, 2013

Eagle flew out of the night He was something to observe Came in close,
I heard a voice Standing stretching every nerve I had to listen had no choice I did not believe the information Just had to trust imagination
My heart going boom boom, boom “Son,” he said, “Grab your things, I’ve come to take you home.” (Hey back home) To keeping silence I resigned My friends would think I was a nut Turning water into wine
Open doors would soon be shut

WAWOpen

“Because I Love you all so much.”

Focuses ++

Focuses ++


Raining: Sets and Stages

September 22, 2013
Higher Sets (and Stages)

Sets (and Stages)

Another Chance 

Happiness, fulfillment, passion,
The exclusive,
The uplifting gifts, shared:
How can they be more than imagined –
If the past plucks, grounds us
To a plane of the never to be dared?
Believing –
In wonders,
In seeking further,
In a continuance of realizing dreams –
Indeed,
This may lead us – to everything.
Where there is hope
There can be growth,
For these are the buds that spirit wings.
Where there is a song,
There can be singing –
If we accept awakenings of chance.
Rewards are for the soaring –
As we unfold, embrace,
In another cleansing flight, and dance.

All Sides (One Goal)

The Crest of Hope

Book of Days

A Guide


A Sunrise + A Sword

September 18, 2013

)) Yes ~^~)
Moody Times + Yes
Holy Birthdays

Sunrise

Bless my eyes
Catch my soul
Make me whole again

Sunrise, new day
Hear my song
I’m tired of fightin’
And foolin’ around
But from now on
Till who knows when
My sword will be my friend
And I’ll love you, love you
For all of my time


Paths, Woods, and Harps

September 14, 2013

In the Woods

In the (opening) woods they found one, and another.  Unforgiving landscapes of former trails had left them withdrawn, yet anxious – to awaken (once again).  Life, in description of their past, was (partially) possible in terms of anticipating realized dreams.  Then, to spite transitory evolutions, they ran through an enveloping forest – into eternal paths of embracing possibilities.  Trials of time had judged, ruled, become circular fates, as if it was a natural passing of dates.  Yes, theirs, “for [many] a season,” traveled darkly – while Hope, the survival key, lent shelves selfishly.  Though separations (directions) had moved them among similar destinies, here, beyond the (fading) trees, they would truly meet.

It was a search (so to speak) for everlasting youth.  Following, came mornings of ever-spinning truth.  Two drank current instants together — conversed with the sun.  And she softly questioned reason: “Of this, what will become?”  He answered passionately: “Truth is forever done!”  In that presence, Light shone upon reality.  Cups filled with wonder; they began to reach.  She smiled with the glowing (of their newfound peaks).  He listened, soared, and returned – without retreat.  A clearing welcomed each dawning; these paths were beyond defeat.  Two (who were wandering) grew in acceptance, in fulfillment, of what (more) would (promisingly) be.

My Lorraine; My Everything

(<Y>)

Paths, Moons, and Harps +

Last night was our anniversary, White Wolf.
And, last night you left this world.
It was a “Holy Union,”
Yet certain provisions never unfurled.
You were “My Everything,”
My spiritual wife,
My best friend,
All that was intertwined (and left) in my life.
Our Love will go on, forever –
Though, until I see (and hear) you again,
The eternity promised
Will never be the first day, to begin.

05/01/2011

Anna Katharina Emmerick_saint_visionary

Blessed Anne Catherine Emmerich: “Is notable for her visions on the life and passion of Jesus Christ, reputed to be revealed to her by the Blessed Virgin Mary under religious ecstasy.”

~+~
Video is in dedication to Saint Joan of Arc + Lorraine
(who should be regarded as a Saint) ~^~ 

These passages are in love, honor, and memory of Lorraine Travis (with ongoing inspirations).  She gave (and shared) some of the Greatest Gifts with me — many of which most would never believe.  Respectively, if ever a (second) chance shall be given (with renewed seasons and circumstances), in turn, a sharing as much as possible with the world regarding what wholly debilitating challenges as well as infallible visionary experiences she went through is intended.  A prayer: If I fail to do the latter, may others, collectively, or someone else, individually, be able to make this come true (in and from the Spirit).  09/23/2016

~+~

“Being Conscious of Miracles Attracts More of Them”: From the heart of the core miracle, through each connected (or lighted) realm, there are both natural and purposely provided paths.  In association, our spirits (as guided by exploring/opening minds with pristine callings) have the ability to make these journeys (in truth) – where, beyond our earthly settings, even the physical may follow through.

~+~

To my love, my “Joan of Arc”:
At pristine times, you were a messenger –
of the greatest “Glimpse[s].”
At present times, we are continued –
among the messages.
07/2012 + 11/2016

Lorraine -Rosed Hands +
(Still Waiting, Emmit.)
Made In Heaven - Again

 Sent by Lorraine (after breaking through with Light) on 2/11/2017:

September 2018: You Turns +
You Turns +
Our 21 Year Anniversary
I Love You - Amen


Little Wing[s] Lifted (by Me)

September 2, 2013

Little Wings (In + 2)


Seasons and Spirits

August 18, 2013

Don’t you know
They’re talkin’ bout a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
Don’t you know
They’re talkin’ about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
While they’re standing in the welfare lines
Crying at the doorsteps of those armies of salvation
Wasting time in the unemployment lines
Sitting around waiting for a promotion

Don’t you know
They’re talkin’ about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper

Poor people gonna rise up
And get their share
Poor people gonna rise up
And take what’s theirs

Don’t you know
You better run, run, run
Oh I said you better
Run, run, run

Cause finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin’ bout a revolution
Yes, finally the tables are starting to turn
Talkin’ bout a revolution
Talkin’ bout a revolution

Don’t you know
Talkin’ about a revolution
It sounds like a whisper
And finally the tables are starting to turn
Yes, finally the tables are starting to turn

Looking For Space

Fly Away


In Your Hands ~^~

August 8, 2013
Anna Katharina

~^~ In Memory: Anna Katharina + Lorraine ~^~

“A Father’s Love Letter”

Trinity Spans

Trinity Spans

Good Fights

Good Fights

Ys to Eyes

Ys to Eyes

Acts 2:25-28

25 David said about him:

“‘I saw the Lord always before me.
    Because he is at my right hand,
    I will not be shaken.
26 Therefore my heart is glad and my tongue rejoices;
    my body also will live in hope,
27 because you will not abandon me to the grave,
    nor will you not let your Holy One see me decay.
28 You have made known to me the paths of life;
    you will fill me with joy in your presence.’

Imagine

Vision

Rain


All Sides (One Goal)

August 4, 2013

All Sides (One Goal)

Look at them,
And how they fall.
There must be a past tied to the present –
Predetermined through Divination,
For those so oppressed,
For those beyond our call.
Why else would they fail,
And never breach our stature?
One side must have turned.
One tide must have churned –
Maybe written a way, a destiny,
In this, their Books of Life?
Though, to an effect
It was surely written:
“[They shall be] afflicted.”
And still, the message remains conflicted.
Some certainly blind simply choose –
When, what, where to see.
What about other passages –
Written complexly?
For here, there are two sides, opposing –
With One goal (infinitely):
For here, in each and every direction,
Where all awakenings could surely breathe –
Within us:
Two sides,
And beyond –
Another two;
From four corners
To a Center – (Truth).
Four poles:
Above us,
Below us,
To that which is Right,
And (at times), where it is left.
Yet always, there is a Center,
A Vine holding us together –
An offering branch,
As a heart (withstanding)
In every season of weather.
Within us,
All sides can be reached.
And without,
All tides may arrive (at times),
As possibilities to seek.
Above,
Below,
Within,
Without,
One goal –
Without a doubt.
Four triangles,
The building blocks –
A crystal,
A Trinity –
The foundation rocks;
A past story, chapters,
A future,
The Center knocks.
Who are we to judge
The poor and oppressed –
Those downtrodden,
Seemingly failed in success?
Which sides must have yearned?
Which tides must have burned
In these distinctive paths –
Whose Books appear to mirror a certain wrath?
Was it a choice, or choices –
From the dark, or of the Light?
Was it free will –
From a Spark, or of the night?
Was it from a sentence,
Or of a guided plight?
In all directions –
Where many stories may be spurned,
What questions?
Which questions?
And what more could be learned?
Who are we to judge –
Beyond ourselves,
While watching
In every season of weather?
Overall,
One circle, One Vine
(Offering a branch from a heart to a hand)
Is holding us together.
Alpha,
Omega,
The falls
In between –
The little ones,
The calls,
Our witnessing.
These are personal paths,
Individual,
Yet collective.
Should we sentence,
Beyond ourselves?
And where are we connected?
Across,
Between,
Side to side,
Listening.
An eventide,
A Light – all-encompassing.
Other questions:
Are we truly growing?
Overall,
What is the Reason  –
And where are we going?
Wherever we may end up,
Whatever our current stake (in Life),
Let us focus – again.
If not,
How many chapters upon others
Are we to rule, to begin?
The rich –
So often lost;
Mansions on hills,
Comfort, but at what cost?
The poor –
So often in drought;
Digging modern Niles,
Yet still, so many never doubt.
Some certainly blind simply choose –
When, what, where to see.
And yes, they are watching;
Is it eventide?
Is it all-encompassing?
Is it collective –
Overall?
Do the little ones have questions,
Voices,
Answers,
To our calls?
Looking up (oftentimes),
The poor may bleed;
From their eyes the rich are set:
“Yea, they have no needs.
They are like kings, or queens –
And to them, we are weeds.”
Looking down (oftentimes),
The rich may seed;
From their eyes the poor are met:
“Yea, they have no reeds.
They are like needles –
And to them, we are freed.”
“Judge not, that ye be not judged” –
Prophets, the Bible,
The Son says.
Open up,
Let the rivers flow;
Accept the Vine
(As a branch),
And welcome all that follows.
Alpha,
Omega,
The falls
In between –
The little ones,
The calls,
Our witnessing.
Above,
Below,
Within,
Without,
One goal –
Without a doubt.
In Heaven:
The Father,
The Word,
The Holy Ghost –
(One).
In Earth:
The Spirit,
The Water,
The Blood,
(One).
Looking up.
Looking down.
A cross in between.
A Book of Lives.
Witnessing.
Above us,
Below us,
To that which is Right –
Judge not,
Trudge not,
And there is Sight.
Let us sing:
The Life.
The Breath.
To all that was,
To all that is left –
You are the Miracle,
All that is Right,
All that is to be,
All that is Light.
You are everything –
A beginning, an end.
To Thee,
Prayers we send.
Of Thee,
On knees we bend.
You are everything;
You are the One;
My Father,
Our Father,
And The Son.
You are the Foundation –
And in time,
Twice begun.


“A Father’s Love Letter” (by Adams)

July 27, 2013

My Child ~

You may not know me, but I know everything about you ~ Psalm 139:1

I know when you sit down and when you rise up ~ Psalm 139:2

I am familiar with all your ways ~ Psalm 139:3

Even the very hairs on your head are numbered ~ Matthew 10:29-31

For you were made in my image ~ Genesis 1:27

In me you live and move and have your being ~ Acts 17:28

For you are my offspring ~ Acts 17:28

I knew you even before you were conceived ~ Jeremiah 1:4-5

I chose you when I planned creation ~ Ephesians 1:11-12

You were not a mistake, for all your days are written in my book ~ Psalm 139:15-16

I determined the exact time of your birth and where you would live ~ Acts 17:26

You are fearfully and wonderfully made ~ Psalm 139:14

I knit you together in your mother’s womb ~ Psalm 139:13

And brought you forth on the day you were born ~ Psalm 71:6

I have been misrepresented by those who don’t know me ~ John 8:41-44

I am not distant and angry, but am the complete expression of love ~ 1 John 4:16

And it is my desire to lavish my love on you ~ 1 John 3:1

Simply because you are my child and I am your father ~ 1 John 3:1

I offer you more than your earthly father ever could ~ Matthew 7:11

For I am the perfect father ~ Matthew 5:48

Every good gift that you receive comes from my hand ~ James 1:17

For I am your provider and I meet all your needs ~ Matthew 6:31-33

My plan for your future has always been filled with hope ~ Jeremiah 29:11

Because I love you with an everlasting love ~ Jeremiah 31:3

My thoughts toward you are countless as the sand on the seashore ~ Psalm 139:17-18

And I rejoice over you with singing ~ Zephaniah 3:17

I will never stop doing good to you ~ Jeremiah 32:40

For you are my treasured possession ~ Exodus 19:5

I desire to establish you with all my heart and all my soul ~ Jeremiah 32:41

And I want to show you great and marvelous things ~ Jeremiah 33:3

If you seek me with all your heart, you will find me ~ Deuteronomy 4:29

Delight in me and I will give you the desires of your heart ~ Psalm 37:4

For it is I who gave you those desires ~ Philippians 2:13

I am able to do more for you than you could possibly imagine ~ Ephesians 3:20

For I am your greatest encourager ~ 2 Thessalonians 2:16-17

I am also the Father who comforts you in all your troubles ~ 2 Corinthians 1:3-4

When you are brokenhearted, I am close to you ~ Psalm 34:18

As a shepherd carries a lamb, I have carried you close to my heart ~ Isaiah 40:11

One day I will wipe away every tear from your eyes ~ Revelation 21:3-4

And I’ll take away all the pain you have suffered on this earth ~ Revelation 21:3-4

I am your Father, and I love you even as I love my son, Jesus ~ John 17:23

For in Jesus, my love for you is revealed ~ John 17:26

He is the exact representation of my being ~ Hebrews 1:3

He came to demonstrate that I am for you, not against you ~ Romans 8:31

And to tell you that I am not counting your sins ~ 2 Corinthians 5:18-19

Jesus died so that you and I could be reconciled ~ 2 Corinthians 5:18-19

His death was the ultimate expression of my love for you ~ 1 John 4:10

I gave up everything I loved that I might gain your love ~ Romans 8:31-32

If you receive the gift of my son Jesus, you receive me ~ 1 John 2:23

And nothing will ever separate you from my love again ~ Romans 8:38-39

I have always been Father, and will always be Father ~ Ephesians 3:14-15

My question is ~ Will you be my child? ~ John 1:12-13

I am waiting for you ~ Luke 15:11-32

Love, Your Dad, Almighty God

(A Father’s Love Letter is owned and copyrighted by Barry Adams)

The Passion of The Christ

The Passion of The Christ

Spirit  Courage  Strength
Gratitude  Forgiveness
Miracles  Love

 ~^~

Faith is to Believe, on the Word of God,
What we do not see, and its reward
is to see and enjoy what we
Believe.

(St. Augustine of Hippo)

Mere Christianity

The Prodigal Son

A Guide


Permanent Waves

July 20, 2013

1. Tide Pools
2. Hyperspace
3. Permanent Waves

Permanent Waves

Permanent Waves

In their own image,
Their world is fashioned.
No wonder they don’t understand.
Science, like nature,
Must also be tamed
With a view towards its preservation.
Given the same
State of integrity,
It will surely serve us well.
Art as expression,
Not as market campaigns
Will still capture our imaginations.
Given the same
State of integrity,
It will surely help us along.
The most endangered species,
The honest man,
Will still survive annihilation.
Forming a world
State of integrity,
Sensitive, open and strong.
Wave after wave will flow with the tide, and bury the world as it does.
Tide after tide will flow and recede, leaving life to go on as it was. . . .


Keeper of the Light

July 1, 2013

In honor of my ancestral grandfather,
~^~ Keeper of the Light ~^~

Sparks of the Tempest

Blood in the sand, a cry in the street
Now the cycle is nearly complete
Ten thousand years, and nothing was learned
No turning back, now the wheel has turned

Big Brother is watching and he likes what he sees
A world for the taking, when he’s ready to squeeze
The King and the Queen are gone, each piece is the same
The difference between us is a part of the game

Soothsayer saying now tell me no lies
What is this madness that is filling the skies
Spreading like wildfire, fallin’ like rain
Though they may promise, they only bring pain

Keeper's Bow

Keeper’s Bow

Keeper of the Light

Keeper of the Light

Keeper: My Creed

My Creed

Imagine: God speaking something into existence:

Thought

Spoken/Word

It is Written (along eternal lines)

~^~

Imagine: God speaking something into existence – now.


A Guide

June 22, 2013

A Guide

Here:
Eternal eyes welcome passage.
Here is Truth.
Open with care, that which is naked (as hearts).
Once embraced,
Why must certain invitations tear those apart?

Now:
Chance, choose, while dreams arise (in destinies).
Now is the time.
Search, as told to seek;
If one’s soul accepts,
The Guidance will be complete.

Where:
Revolutions of spheres spin distinction;
Where intuition speaks,
There is direction.
Lines are often drawn –
As intrinsic Art paints triads of reflection.

Then:
Awakenings answer absolute wondering.
Then, there is belief.
No longer wander beneath purity, light.
The journey arcs in ascensions;
Elation takes flights.

Here is the truth that invites.
Now is the chance to realize.
Where is the Art that replies?
Then is the answer to the search (for what guides).

Arrivals and Triads

On the Other Side

Desperation shows its ugly face in many ways
No one can escape the times we live in
The answers are so simple
And we all know where to look
It’s easier
Just to avoid the question

One Hand

One Hand

Ys and Whens

The Crest of Hope

Relentless

~^~


Hello Again

June 6, 2013
Hello Again

Hello Again

Hello my friend, we meet again
It’s been awhile, where should we begin?
Feels like forever
Within my heart are memories
Of perfect love that you gave to me
Oh, I remember

When you are with me, I’m free
I’m careless, I believe

My Sacrifice: Creed

One Mind

One Mind

As I reach up the ladder

One Focus

One Focus

There is something ever higher to perceive

One Spirit

One Spirit

Like a fire that is burning
In my heart I know I surely must believe

~^~


Arced Horizons

May 17, 2013

From/With/To My Joan of Arc (Lorraine):

Trails and Horizons

Trails and Horizons

When the dragons grow too mighty
To slay with pen or sword
I grow weary of the battle
And the storm I walk toward
When all around is madness
And there’s no safe port in view
I long to turn my path homeward
To stop awhile with you

When life becomes so barren
And as cold as winter skies
There’s a beacon in the darkness
In a distant pair of eyes
In vain to search for order
In vain to search for truth
But these things can still be given
Your love has shown me proof

(Madrigal: Neil Peart)

Approaching Shores

Approaching Shores

A modest man from Mandrake
Traveled rich to the city
He had a need to discover
A use for his newly-found wealth

Because he was human, because he had goodness
Because he was moral they called him insane
Delusions of grandeur, visions of splendor
A manic depressive, he walks in the rain

Eyes wide open
Heart undefended
Innocence untarnished

Cinderella man
Doing what you can
They can’t understand
What it means

Cinderella man
Hang on to your plans
Try as they might
They cannot steal your dreams

In the betrayal of his love he awakened
To face a world of cold reality
And a look in the eyes of the hungry
Awakened him to what he could do

He held up his riches to challenge the hungry
Purposeful motion for one so insane
They tried to fight him just couldn’t beat him
This manic depressive who walks in the rain

. . .

Try as they might
They cannot steal your dreams

A Farewell to Kings: Cinderella Man

Flighted Arcs

Flighted Arcs

2012 Rains

“Amen”


Good Fridays: Bread of Life

March 29, 2013
Golden Bread of Life

Promised Bread

John 6:35
And Jesus said to them,  “I am the bread of life.
He who comes to Me shall never hunger, and
he who believes in Me shall never thirst.”

Once, there were thoughts of being filled – before finding.
One side made every attempt to keep the earthly forever blinding.

Many drinks were sought in such a place – before knowing.
Then, upon tried chapters, the Spirit poured – like a river flowing.

Awakenings: I Remember You
Good Fridays: Light My Way
Y – When – and Again


In Memory (and Sight): The Word

March 6, 2013
The Word

John 8:12

John 15:4 Abide in Me, and I in you.  As the branch
cannot bear fruit of itself, unless it abides in the vine,
neither can you, unless you abide in me.

Changing Seasons: Ring Them Bells

Awakenings: I Remember You


In Memory (and Honor): Ash Wednesday

February 13, 2013

Regardless of denomination: According to the canonical gospels of Matthew, Mark and Luke, Jesus spent 40 days fasting in the desert — where he endured temptation by satan.  Ash Wednesday marks the beginning of this 40-day liturgical period of prayer and fasting.

WindHarps: Ash Wednesdays

Ash Wednesdays

WindHarps: Challenges and Ashes

Challenges and Ashes

Parable of the Faithful Servant
“To whomever much is given, of him will much be required;
and to whom much was entrusted, of him more will be asked.”

“Keeper of the Light”: In Memory and Thanks

In memory of a shield and a cross: Daniel 12:2
And many of them that sleep in the dust of the earth shall awake, some to everlasting life, and some to shame and everlasting contempt.

The Resurrection of the Dead
1. And in those days shall the earth also give back that which has been entrusted to it,
And Sheol also shall give back that which it has received,
And hell shall give back that which it owes.


Songs, Dreams, and Pearls

November 21, 2012

The Song of the Pearl 

When I was a little child,
and dwelling in my kingdom of my father’s house,
and in the riches and luxuries of my teachers,
I was living at ease.

[Then] from our home in the East,
after they had made preparations,
my parents sent me forth.

[…]

Then they made with me an agreement,
and they inscribed it in my heart so that it would not be forgotten:
“If [you would go] down into Egypt
and bring [back] the one pearl,
which is in the middle of the sea
surrounded by the hissing serpent,
then you will put on your glorious garment
and your toga which rests (is laid) over it.
And with your brother, our second in command,
you will be heir in our kingdom.”

Raining Rings +3

Stand Here With Me

The Prodigal Son


The Crest of Hope

August 13, 2012

[May, 1998]

In nativity,
Hope clings to safety;
Its Lifeline is a chord, bedded and awash by the sea.
Without projection,
A Drifting eludes the tides of uncertainty.
In Creativity,
Hope floats, surfaces –
As Uprising floods draw near.
The womb is abandoned –
As the Creator’s thirst overwhelms fear.
Here,
Through affirming admissions,
When Fluid,
When Faith guides –
Hope labors, then delivers ascension.
Follow.
Let it Breathe.
These sails swell with Awakenings.
What is possible when One Believes?
Nature.
Nurture.
Horizons rain possibilities.
The cresting waves may set us Free?
If cast aside,
A veiled anchor drags the Radiance
With the depths of dormancy.
To be drenched in the Rapture of Reality –
Or to be dry with bitter complacency.
Another time?
Another life?
Maybe?

08-13-2012:

Stand or Fail

All Sides (One Goal)

Miracles, Gifts and Rams