Open Poetry #27 |
Teaching Others |
D.Lester Young Senior Member
since 2001-12-08
Posts 1219Austin, Tx |
Lord Jesus, I do not write poetry for you, but you are in every word that feels my heart. A poet I have to be, to explain myself, for in Your teachings, my heart has been broken, only to be raised up within the blessings of the moisture of tears. Storming winds breathing within voices of verse, crying into songs feeling so much emotion, thundering their message. Word paintings creating masterful thoughts moving in mystic illusions, delivering a inner message of life’s special purpose. In heaven’s light of humanities creativity, verses of prayers spread the awakening of the soul’s purpose to teach others. Life is about sharing beautiful feelings that may carry great pain and in the distress of these thoughts, things are then learned by others, who may avoid their own pain. D.Lester Young Somewhere in America not on company time 06/11/03 |
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the_loner_23 Member Ascendant
since 2002-06-08
Posts 5479Jacksonville, Florida, USA |
This is full of truth. I loved it. Cold hands means a warm heart |
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passing shadows Member Empyrean
since 1999-08-26
Posts 45577displaced |
so true! wonderful write! |
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garysgirl
since 2002-09-29
Posts 19237Florida, USA |
This is so beautiful. Sorry I missed it before. It is so full of truth. Hugs Ethel |
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