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Heavens' Gate |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana 
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lonely is the sound of my footsteps on this moon-paled street weary are the faltering steps as I plod along gazing at the shuttered windows I pass I've no time for sulking my only salvation is to keep walking past these unfriendly windows where the shuttering is tantamount to admitting fear ah, who can blame them this is a cut-throat world we have found ourselves in so much so I am using my feet as a mode of transportation to . . . follow the extreme of the horizon's plane maybe, just maybe, heaven's golden door by night I travel o'er this land through towns and hamlets cities and such my thoughts my companion as I mull my decision to walk toward heaven's door I keep my peace and my peace is me to attain this wondrous peace I traveled from afar and not so different place a city such as this one cradled within the memory of forgotten things the night I left stormy night, a thunderous command as it were not at all like the calmness of the moon tonight the moon has become my guiding sphere fluctuating as it does according to mine own temperament as though absorbing my soul it speaks to me like an old friend I listen as would a child to its mother the old moon is there even when behind dark clouds hidden and no, that does not deaden my spirit it glows and prods me on even during tumultuous storms whose thunder shudders the earth into submission not I I plod onward, and yonder I see heaven unlike most who live in solitary confinement with their spouses and children I take from the earth only what it gives me another step, always another step on my way to heaven's gate you, who dreams of naught are shuttered in alike houses block after block back breaking o'er your plot of ground to keep up with the . . . there is a hollowing of the heart an empty space you cannot fill it is with you day after day pushing, prodding, trying to communicate you, in your brain-washed way think if you work harder it will go away but no, it lingers and grows bigger year after year and eventually despair comes over you and you do not understand how things got this way so one day you go from room to room and when you are done your family is no more and the hollow place becomes you some, like me, escape their prison before such events take place and wander toward a freshening air-stream of consciousness and true thought I've had to steer the helm straight ahead at times old ways of thinking return to me and I wonder is there no life left am I insane why persist in my travels like The Wandering Jew am I destined to wander the globe looking for what may have been inside me all . . . this . . . time I stop look toward the sky how unlimited is the sky bowl above me uncomplaining stars glow like baubles everything is so calm I do believe I hear the moon the tilted, curved moon has stilled, finally, the wanderlust of my soul I can stop now My God, how will I ever undo what I have caused? ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (06-05-2011 04:10 PM).] |
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Margherita Member Seraphic
since 2003-02-08
Posts 22236Eternity |
What a beautiful write, intense and profound, dear Jerry. You are a very attentive traveller and you will reach one day what you are looking for. The gates will open wide and there will be a glorious welcome song. Your heart speaks in that conclusive sentence and everything will be all right. By being aware of what you caused, by feeling the desire to undo it, you have passed the test. You know now. Great work. Love, Margherita |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Margherita, I truly thank you. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ |
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faithmairee Senior Member
since 2011-01-05
Posts 1441Poe Haven, USA |
wow....this is really masterfully written, JerryPat...it blows me away...i think it's my new favorite of yours now...you're amazing  Love, Faith There must be a poem in here somewhere. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Thank you, Faith. It's kinda personal, so your words mean a little more than normally. Appreciate it. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ |
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OwlSA Member Rara Avis
since 2005-11-07
Posts 9347Durban, South Africa |
Jerry, I am extremely heartened (and that is putting it very, very mildly) by your feelings in this poem, and very happy. This is the most deeply spiritual poem I have ever read of yours, and where you seem no longer blaming God for anything, and understanding Him a little better. However, there is no need for your feelings of guilt – you have been absolved of all blame by Christ dying for all of our sins and God loves you and forgave you long ago. It is vitally important that you believe that with your heart and your head. All you need to do for instant forgiveness and entrance to Heaven (it says so in the Bible) is to ask God sincerely to forgive you and accept Christ as your Saviour – and I believe you have done that, if not in those exact words. Therefore, God will welcome you eagerly at Heaven’s Gate. If people went to Heaven because of the lives they lead, nobody would get there! However, God in his wisdom and mercy, has made Heaven open to anyone who wants to be there. It is logical and true that anyone who wants to be there, will sincerely ask God for forgiveness and accept Christ as his/her Saviour. Oh, and I nearly forgot to say - your poem is exquisite with beautiful, interesting, heartfelt sensitive images, concepts and inner thoughts. When one adds one's sensitivity and vulnerability to excellent writing, the result is quiver-beautiful, as is this masterpiece. Owl |
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ice Member Elite
since 2003-05-17
Posts 3404Pennsylvania |
Jerry Now that poem is truly an exposure of your spirit, the solid words of it being the crack in the world through which your soul becomes visible. It is a poem for everyone, each of us humans have had these similir thoughts..and each of us who read them, are glad you wrote them down.. Come read to me some poem, |
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Lori Grosser Rhoden Member Patricius
since 2009-10-10
Posts 10202Fair to middlin' of nowhere |
Jerry my friend, this is so special...of all the walks we have taken together this is the best by far. It is an honor to read your footsteps. Lori |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Owl, thank you for your passion. I truly thank you for that. My poems. Especially this poem is not exactly a search for God, it is more an ongoing search for myself. You'd think as old as I am I'd have laid that to rest by now, and I have to an extent. But sometimes when I begin a poem it takes a life of its own. this one did, so maybe deep down I really am searching for God and His forgiveness. I'll answer your email later. Ice, I understand what you are saying about the crack where the soul becomes visible. I've tried, over the years, to allow that soul to be free and fly through these cracks I have manufactured for it, but it seems it is comfortable enough where it is. Maybe that is as it should be. Lori, my friend, thank you very much for your kind words about this poem. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ [This message has been edited by JerryPat2 (06-06-2011 11:00 AM).] |
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Dark Stranger Member Patricius
since 2001-03-19
Posts 13631West Coast |
kewl write JP...and I doubt that you would/could/should quit serching for self as long as there are leaves left to turn over...I suspect that is why we are here really. |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
I suspect you are correct, Mr. DS. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ |
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D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
The power of your verse gravitating the reign of the line upon the white canvas see shore is a treasure to behold. David Lester Young |
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JerryPat2 Member Laureate
since 2011-02-06
Posts 16975South Louisiana |
Appreciate it, David. ~ Even if you are on the right track, you'll get run over if you just sit there.--Will Rogers ~ |
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