Love Spiritual Poems

there is no harm per se
in adhering to a this or that faith
it is conditioning of course 
imposed by culture and society 
day and night...

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My convictions refuse to give any of my poetry’s limelight to horoscopes or the like because these go against my belief in the Son of...

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For God search quest just rest,
cause of movement of thought,
which though processed by mind,
is caused by heart’s desire,
deep peace seeking to find.

For God search quest...

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"Love is the doorway through which the human soul passes from selfishness to service." ~ Jack Hyles.

Scent of amber, gentle as dew,
Fresh dreams soar beneath...

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How can we see, if we be blind
to touch of God, loving and kind,
for though He seeks to set us free,
if we be blind, how...

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Moment to moment,
all moments entwined in time,
throb of our heartbeats is one.

Made in God’s image,
I love His light in your heart,
just as you love His...

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What is that truth that does not come and go,
by knowing of which everything is known,
seen without mirrors in staid stillness slow,
transcendental wisdom we alone...

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why would we negate the form we live in
for therein bliss ignition does begin
moment by moment, all moments entwined
we are by Holy Spirit, wined and...

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as silence layers silence
in time dissolved staid stillness
we sense ripples in the void
wherein our soul is centred
simply present in agendaless vibrance
attentive and receptive
not only to...

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Without you how could I know
That shared love exists 
And never since we are alone
Even when we feel missed
Without me you wouldn’t try
To see the...

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Encased in form, our heart feels lack
Yet scriptures say, we’re God
Power renounced, we can take back
By giving love a nod

Ceasing thought commotion 
Embrace life in...

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"I have been a stranger in a strange land." Bible, Exodus 2:22

Ushered by God to abide in His light
My steps keep walking along what is...

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Under Reconstruction 

There is a peaceful rhythm as you cuddle on my chest
Do you feel our souls connect when you lay with me and rest?
When...

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Wrinkled edges in my youth 
Flesh, proximal to the bones 
"solarised" Melanin, kindred to burnt sacrifice 
Sketched bruises, signs of storms weathered 
The "hour glass",...

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