In my hands...

In my hands, I do hold
All the elements:  new and old
All the universe:sky and trees
Every mineral; all the breeze

In my hands, both great and small
I hold  secrets for us all...
Bundled up and out of sight:
Cries and laughter, from the night

In my hands, so full of power
I change minutes. into an hour..
Full of mercy or full of hate:
I see these fingers seal my fate.

In my hands are all the lines
Of those who've sang the cryptic signs
Sacred messengers sealed with love
Hands were made to lift above..

Walk through your city...

Walk through your city, and see with new eyes.
See every person: their struggles their tries..
Hear all their whisperings, hear all their sighs
Walk trough your city and see with new eyes

Open each morning, with wonder and prayer;
Hear, how the universe, sings through the air:
Echoing the heartbeats, of everyone everywhere..
Open each morning with wonder and prayer...

Reach out in kindness and reach out in love.
Give like One giving, for the Good God above.
Give, without judging, what the other one does
Reach out in kindness, and reach out in love..

Close your eyes thinking:  oh, what can I do
To make tomorrow better when morning comes through
Who was neglected by my actions most true:
Close your eyes thinking:  oh, what can I do?

It's going to be okay my friends...

The sky up above is wearing its most daunting and dismal gray
And those clouds in the sky, they have nothing productive to say
Dampness is taking over this morning, this cool November Saturday
Yet somehow we can find it inside us to get up and courageously say

It's going to be okay my friends; it's really going to be okay, okay..
Everything is going to work out alright,  in its own miraculous way
Worries that linger will become like a shadow that is quickly disappearing
And smiles will be replacing those long lines of  tears that are now appearing

The news coming in doesn't seem like it's something we're wanting to hear
People around us are laughing and something we did is wrong its all so clear
Yet we hang on to that line of hope that thread of faith keeping us all alive
And with renewed spirits inside of us sing out a song that's sure to survive:

It's going to be okay my friends; it's really going to be okay, okay..
Everything is going to work out alright,  in its own miraculous way
Worries that linger will become like a shadow that is quickly disappearing
And smiles will be replacing those long lines of  tears that are now appearing

Our loved ones are quickly disappearing,  our circle of friends is dwindling down
It's hard to keep up with all of the goings on in this crazy ole town
Is it possible to keep positive: to bring out for others that reassuring smile?
Sure; if only we will use great will power and sing them  these words for awhile:

It's going to be okay my friends; it's really going to be okay, okay..
Everything is going to work out alright,  in its own miraculous way
Worries that linger will become like a shadow that is quickly disappearing
And smiles will be replacing those long lines of  tears that are now appearing

Mirroring God's Likeness

Chilled are the grass blades and frosty the windows
Slowly the sun beams illuminate my pillows
Morning is breaking and all of the universe
Is singing the  melody that moves everything Heavenwards

Hushed are the elements and hushed are the creatures
Before all the beauty that this  morning features
Winds in their motion and the iciest formations
Are sounding the echoes of the Divine Inclinations

Chosen to see it: this most beautiful horizon:
Creatures with vision are watching the day brighten
Golden with color and glowing with lightness
Everything is sparkling and mirroring God's likeness

Someone is deceiving us...

Can you not see it: what our anger is doing...?
It's creating an atmosphere where hatred is brewing?
Have we forgotten it: the core of our being
Is to see in each other what the Eternal One is seeing?

Yes, we have forgotten  and have become each other's enemies
Instead of being familial we're infected without  remedies
The media and the television with their subliminal propaganda
Are stirring up our emotions like a ill fated commander

Who can bring healing to our dear divided nation
We're trembling and rallying behind another one's frustration
Edged on by the media, who are looking for another story
We're becoming what they want of us:  a newsclip or something gory

Yes, we have forgotten and have become each other's enemies
Instead of being familial we're infected without  remedies
The media and the television with their subliminal propaganda
Are stirring up our emotions like a ill fated commander

We were once a true nation so closely knit together
We were all working conjunctly despite the storminess or weather
Now we are all dividing up like a nation that is dying
Someone is deceiving us and their messages we  are buying

Yes, we have forgotten  and have become each other's enemies
Instead of being familial we're infected without  remedies
The media and the television with their subliminal propaganda
Are stirring up our emotions like a ill fated commander

Frozen droplets on the run...

Crystal ices on the plants
Sparkling beauties that can dance
Whispering coolness to us all
Temporary diamonds for the Fall

Touch them and they'll disappear
For our viewing they appear
Glistening in the morning light
Radiantly whispering... frosty bright

Frozen droplets on the run
Stopped to visit us:  everyone
Painting beauty all in white:
How often do we see this sight?

So we dance in the Autumn...

Quiet are the wind streams that are heralding the morning
Fall has come upon us without need for any warning
Colors are constantly changing in the trees and in the plants
Yet each of us are aware of this:  it's still okay to dance

So we dance in the Autumn just like the summer days
We sing of her colors and her ever quieting ways
The changing of the seasons so somber and  surreal
Awakens in us the emotions we are so often needing to feel

The squirrels and all the feathered ones are ready for the day
Autumn catches them preparing for the colder winter way
Jumping about and digging through the ground and golden grass
Each one is ready to store away the nourishment they amass

So we dance in the Autumn just like the summer days
We sing of her colors and her ever quieting ways
The changing of the seasons so somber and surreal
Awaken in us the emotions we are so often needing to feel

Layering on the clothing that was once all stacked away
Tells us of those changes that'll come without delay
Cooler breezes blowing in the early morning sky
Challenges us all to reflect upon the season passing by:

So we dance in the Autumn just like the summer days
We sing of her colors and her ever quieting ways
The changing of the seasons so somber and surreal
Awaken in us the emotions we are so often needing to feel

Calling to our spirits

Beautiful are the skies, that are visible to see.
Calling to our spirits, they awaken you and me:
Look up to the Heavens, and search there for awhile:
Awesomeness is speaking, in the most angelic style.

Whispering within the streamlets, of a gentle breeze:
A hundred thousand angels flutter through the trees.
Touching on the universe and leaving us some light,
Guardian spirits linger from morning unto night...

In the hush of morning, before the busiest noise,
Everything is speaking and everything has a voice...
Even the tiniest seedling, and the tiniest little mite
Says something of the wisdom that comes with morning light.

Will we rise and listen and quiet down our mind
Enough to grasp the secrets that instruct us how to find
The happiness and the laughter, the beautifulness and the cheer
That all of the angel spirits are wanting us to hear?

Our lives really matter...

Some days are easy and some days are hard
Some times you feel like you're walking on shard
People will praise you and people will hate
Dealing with life can be a debate

In everything, accept that our life is a gift;
Despite all the heartaches and feelings that shift..
Given  in goodness, and given  with love:
Our lives really matter to the good God Above

Days can become burdensome or be such a joy
Mixed up with heartaches or laughter's own ploy
Disappointing the seeker or giving relief
Life is a journey: long lasting or brief

In everything, accept that our life is a gift;
Despite all the heartaches and feelings that shift..
Given  in goodness, and given  with love:
Our lives really matter to the good God Above

So live every moment and love every hour
Bursting with blessings or painfully sour
Give to the universe and give far and wide
Light from the Omnipotent that's living inside

In everything, accept that our life is a gift;
Despite all the heartaches and feelings that shift..
Given  in goodness, and given  with love:
Our lives really matter to the good God Above

This cold autumn day....

The rains are all falling this cold autumn day
Each raindrop is speaking in its own special way
Whispering through seconds the sighs of our world:
Anxieties and heartbeats and laughters are unfurled

Splashing on plantlets, the droplets all sing
The world is so needy: have you seen everything?
The fighting. the warring, the rioting in streets
The Heavens are crying: oh gather in peace....

The waters are all flowing from here and from there
Echoing the heartaches of people in prayer
Singing the silence, that all need to know
Hear how the raindrops are preaching good flow..

The animals all linger to feel all this rain
Shivering, they see it, the whole world's in pain
Suffering the trauma of people who hate
It's time to be forgiving: its getting too late...

Listen to the universe the creatures the plants
They'll teach you the secret to rhythm and dance
They'll show you the beauty, the answer, the rhyme
So silence your being and turn off all time..

Secrets unveiled...

The winds are whispering the secrets and soundings
Of all the universe: her inhabitants and surroundings
Carrying the heartaches, the laughter, the tears
Breezes are echoing the sighing of years...

Circling the mountains and touching the valleys
Pockets of wind streams are heard in the alleys
Breathing the life breath, the nations are needing
In every new windstorm the weather is pleading...

Hear us oh hear us dear people and nations
The Omnipotent, Almighty has heard your frustrations
In all of the heartbreak the happiness the cheer
The Spirit is present and recycling the atmosphere

All of the elements, the minerals, the fossils
Break through the silence, like missioned apostles
Whispering the wisdom for the wind gusts to carry
Everything is speaking the secrets we bury..

We all love the United States....

We all love the United State  .. the home of "the free"
But if we don't vote your candidate; is there still a democracy?
You cry out for your freedoms, you cry out for your rights
But are the first to instigate the street brawls and the fights?

If we are all of us: the Americans, with freedoms to vote and choose
Why is it there's so much violence.. when others don't share your views
This is what makes us Americans; that makes us the Red, White and Blue:
That while we express our opinions, we allow the same from you

We all love the United State  .. the home of "the free"
But if we don't vote your candidate; is there still a democracy?
You cry out for your freedoms, you cry out for your rights
But are the first to instigate the street brawls and the fights?

So choose well your voter reactions your freedom to expess and talk
But do not destroy the  others who think differently on your block
This is the land of the Constitution;  the land of the bold and the brave
But do not disgrace our  country by your destructiveness that is so graave

We all love the United State  .. the home of "the free"
But if we don't vote your candidate; is there still a democracy?
You cry out for your freedoms, you cry out for your rights
But are the first to instigate the street brawls and the fights?

Instead of violating peaceful lifestyles of those that you're around
Pick up your voter registration and let your opinions  be found
With the ballot and peaceful presence with the solidarity of your vote
Be there for your candidate and be the beliefs you quote...

We all love the United State  .. the home of "the free"
But if we don't vote your candidate; is there still a democracy?
You cry out for your freedoms, you cry out for your rights
But are the first to instigate the street brawls and the fights?

Peace, alone, will save the day

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

Yes you're feeling feelings deep inside
Waves of unrest are creating a tide
Of people running here and there
When will My people turn to prayer

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

How is this the answer to it all:
Disturbing actions..creating a brawl?
Is this the America that we love
All you people hear God's word of love:

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

Without true insight peoples rise
Screaming insults, boisterous cries
Creating divisions instead of peace
All this dissension needs to cease:

All you people raise your hands
To our God who understands
Hear Him as tries to speak and say
Peace alone will save the day

Cries From Within: From the city of Queens.....Donald Trump...

Reposting my post from February 2016

Cries From Within: From the city of Queens.....Donald Trump...: From the city of Queens there quickly arises An unpolitical man with so many surprises Beating the odds with  promises for our nation He ...

Don't vote the Clintons into office again....

Open your eyes and see what is real
Don't let the media dictate and steal
Truth from your spirits grace from your hearts
You are God's children now do your part

Take on the ballot and make heard your voice
Make a bold check mark and present your choice
Don't vote the Clintons into office again..
Who knows what's waiting when lying is in


All of the money in all of the banks
Won't change reality, won't give us thanks
For beyond all the fanfare, beyond all the dust
Angels are reminding us:  truth is a must

Take on the ballot and make heard your voice
Make a bold check mark and present your choice
Don't vote the Clintons into office again
Who knows what's waiting when lying is in

See through the distortions see through the fraud
Listen intently to the great voice of God
Needing no trumpets and needing no crowd
His voice is thundering ...speaking out loud

Take on the ballot and make heard your voice
Make a bold check mark and present your choice
Don't vote the Clintons into office again..
Who knows what's waiting when lying is in

Evening psalm

The hours are waning the daylight is too
The night is upon us: dark pushes through
Bringing us visions of stars in the sky
Listen intently: The angels are nigh...

Quieting moments are bidding us all
To hear how the evening is ready to call
Moving our spirits to refection and rhyme
Angels are asking us: "give us some time"

Off with the tv, the computers, the net
Silence for a moment: you'll never regret
For all of the hours that make up each day
Will never be fruitful... if never we pray

The first hours of morn

Darkness gives way to the brightness of day
All of night's creatures are scurrying away
Rising with the sunlight the birds of the dawn
Sing out their  melodies: short ones and long..

Peeking through windows, the day's morning star
Shines on the sleepers: the near ones and far..
Enlightening the creatures, with warm rays divine;
Foreshadowing the brightness, of Heaven's own shine.

Creeping through grass blades, and crawling around:
Insects are moving through paths on the ground.
Looking for nourishment and ready to run,
We see that the squirrels are all about the fun..

Ready to wake up, the humanity will rise
Stretching and washing and squinting their eyes
Some will be scheming and planning their day
While others will refuse to let sleep slip away

Finally, it's over, the first hours of the morn
Everyone and everything will embrace what is borne
Minutes and hours and the seconds galore
Carrying agendas and schedules and more..

The sounding rains..

The winds are whispering, the universe is speaking
Loads of anguish from the earth is leaking
Over the rivers, into the nations
Clouds are carrying the world's frustrations..

And the sounding rains the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of  hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering

The media speaks and we are all believing
The things we hear though they are deceving
The hearts are fooled, the minds are darkened
By storm clouds crying out..oh let us harken: .

And the sounding rains, the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering

The time has come to us, and the time is now
We need to sift through the rubbish somehow
Let's not be the foolish let's not remain
Like stragglers who stumble  in the pouring rain

And the sounding rains, the sounding rains
Are carrying a mixture of hope and pains
Inside the mix of the pitter and pattering
We can hear the echo of what should be mattering