Embracing the idea that to "hear no beauty, see no beauty, be no beauty" is to overlook the true essence of a rose. A rose is not merely a flower or a collection of blooming buds; it embodies a profound inner calmness and purity. It serves as a striking representation of a seductive figure, with its ovary dispersing seeds that give rise to future generations of beauty.
This powerful imagery underscores the role of a rose in nurturing life and inspiration. Beauty is not just a superficial attribute; it is a divine promise, a gift from God destined for all women in the land. We must recognize and honor the vibrancy of beauty, as exemplified by the striking "red fluffy mustard rose," which captures the essence of resilience and allure in nature.
Hear no beauty, see no beauty be no beauty
I am called Annie A Lander.
Perhaps my mother believed
This name would be fitting for me,
But my father disagreed; he felt
I should bear the name of a goddess,
Such as Sarasvati, who embodies many souls.
I share my thoughts and ideas like wildflowers,
Dispersing my seeds with the breeze from the west,
Due to the Goddess Annie,
While the rivers gather my tears, so near to the ocean.
My father recognized the longing
And the pain and fear reflected in my eyes.
He remarked to my mother,
"What significance does a name hold, Esther May?"
With tears welling in her eyes,
She embraced my fragile body tightly.
What significance a name carries is strength and power.
Written: May 08, 2025 For contest by Brian Strand
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within the vastness of time and space
dwells in a lovely realm where souls embrace
awakening to an echo of heavenly glee
a melody of existence, both distant and near
each note is played with extreme accuracy
in this everlasting music, a divine rendition
the Soul is such a soundtrack that never stops
led by the grasp of the One who transcends
a divine spark exists within the soul
a holy glow as our demise takes its toll
it's similar to having a direct line to the cosmos
a constant reminder of endless love.
the soul is a set that is pure and true.
a mirror of the divine, a suitable shade
it embodies the rattling spirit of eternity.
the emblem of our everlasting togetherness.
In the quiet of the black night, beneath the white moon's glow,
My mother stands like Durga, fierce yet gentle in flow.
With a crown of stars and a heart full of grace,
She embodies strength in every embrace.
Her eyes are the wisdom of the ages from the past,
A guardian of affection, steadfast and vast.
With arms that protect me like the Goddess Kali,
She shields us from harm, fierce yet so free.
Her voice is a mantra, soothing and pure,
In her presence, our troubles find solace a cure.
Like Saraswati's wisdom, she guides my way,
In the light of her knowledge, we learn and we sway.
Her singing is like music, like temple bell's chime,
Resonating with joy, transcending all the time.
In the warmth of her hugs, I find my home,
With her strong spirit, I am never alone.
Oh divine mother, with love you empower,
In every small gesture, you bloom like a pink blossom.
You are the essence of life, sacred and wise,
A reflection of a goddess, in your tender guise.
To my mother, she is divine and bright,
Embodiment of grace, my guiding light.
In every heartbeat, in every prayer I send,
I honour you amma, love with no end.
I realize then, that my entire emotional existence embodies contradiction. I profess how you’ve wounded me but haven’t I presented you with your weapon and placed your finger on the trigger? “You hurt me! Again, you’ve maimed me!” but I held the target still on my chest for you. How can I cry out in pain, broken and bleeding but return the knife to you with the blade still aiming at me?
Tears cleanse, but inner light shines through.
Authentic emotions foster strength.
Inner peace illuminates your true self.
Soul light does so shine;
Keep shining, radiant soul!
Lumuninetseems to evoke
"luminous" and "unit,"
Suggesting unity in light.
Convey Elohim His presence in me
Keep shining, radiant soul!
Emotional release "Cry in the rain"
"Doesn't matter if you're seen"
In joy mine inner radiance
"Smiles on your face, instilled resonates a light"
Inner strength "Persona insight villigents strights"
Keep shining, radiant soul!
Resilient, vigilant spirit
Keep shining, radiant soul!
Rain" tears emotional release, cleansing relentless
"Persona insight" highlights self-awareness enlightenment
"Luminous" embodies inner light, hope
Glows "Luminous"
To God be the Glory
Hallelujah
10/14/24
Written words by James Edward Lee Sr 2024
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VERSE referencing
Psalm 56:8: "You keep track of all my sorrows."
Matthew 5:4: "Blessed are those who mourn."
1 Peter 1:7: "Trials prove your faith, more precious than gold."
Robert Lloyd Sherriff - Australian Poet (Born: 8th July 1954)
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The rich, deep tone of the skins of the Chewa people of Malawi reflects an image of a race that has seen the passage of time. They have adapted with resilience and strength to the challenges posed by the relentless sun.
The dark hue of their skins, like the fine edge of our galaxy, embodies identity and heritage. A heritage of a culture so vibrant, and an identity rooted in resilience. The Chewa, the black of Malawi, is a symbol of enduring strength.
Their traditions are woven into the very fabric of the land, from the rhythmic dances to the sacred rituals, so grand. Their voices, like echoes from ancient times, tell tales of old, of a people united, with spirits bold, and hearts of gold.
When you don’t expect a thunderstorm,
It sure can take its toll,
Being at the mercy of a power
Out of your control.
You can hide or duck for cover
Or confront it and get soaked,
For the rage that it embodies
Needs no cause to be provoked.
And eventually it passes
Which, for everybody’s sake,
Is a welcome calm, but repercussions
Linger in its wake.
Chaos ensues when she enters the venue
Deep-seated insecurities and childhood issues
She takes the beauty and makes it problematic
Chaos is a defining feature of her habits
She aughts be in pictures an award-winning actress.
She embodies the measurements of a diva in distress
She leaves a path of destruction wherever she goes
like a wildfire burning out of control
Malicious, disparaging, unsightly, and misguided
Anger and confused she realizes her world is divided
She wants the power to conquer everyone’s lions
Yet getting taken down by her demonic giants
She's both cold like frost and fierce like a flame
Slurring, cursing, and scandalizing everyone’s name
She is one-sided, so don't waste your time
Trying to persuade her otherwise
The Cross is the only thing that could save that girl
Truth, that’s brighter than a gem, purer than pearls
It's time to unshackle from that intense cord
Jesus’s sacrifice is a gift it is not your award
You don’t have to be pretentious
Just apply yourself & unborn
The Beloved chooses you
in every moment.
We need not choose at all,
for every choice is Hers.
The leaf is a symptom of the tree,
when it falls from the branch
it embodies every tree,
both living and dead.
That condition
is the phenomenal world,
revealing Oneness.
Let the Unknown know you,
by knowing Itself as you.
A mother sea-turtle struggles ashore,
its new laid hatchlings
will feed both sky and sea,
the surviving and the consumed
will become,
Her eyes, surfacing as yours.
Her ocean rises - let it.
At five feet, five and a hundred and ten
The Marines said, “sorry, too small of a man.”
Yet he became greatest of World War men,
The Army’s David to Goliath stands.
An orphan at the early age of sixteen,
Enlisted at nineteen then off to war.
As part of the 15th infantry team,
Lived four hundred days of front-line gore.
Audie earned honors for courage and bravery,
Every medal of valor, his story.
Through the horrors of war so unsavory;
The most decorated soldier in (U.S.) history.
He embodies the greatest generation,
Yet today, we are so bereft.
Are there any of Audie's persuasion
To redeem what valor is left?
holes in form at vortexes are now visible
energy gateways connecting with aether
each portal syncs to a specific frequency
yet communicating as a collective whole
we have no favourites although we notice
toroidal heart and fontanel lead the pack
of course the vertical grid that loops form
may amplify as of need any energy centre
continuous trickle of sublime soma nectar
an ever delighting seductive tease divine
whilst the potent hum of bliss magnetism
embodies within us essence of living light
Heart’s stirrings we put on pause,
before they become the cause
of thought forms we entertain,
more oft than not bringing pain.
This identity we’re not,
so why be in fear forms caught;
therefore in the void we leap,
peace felt therein, ours to keep.
Dwelling this in stillness slow,
over time we get to know,
that we’re in truth, living light,
that pulsates by day and night.
Transcendent soul, here in form,
choosing with love to conform,
embodies divine essence,
in this mind-body presence.
Pristine white is aura’s hue,
which refraction shows anew,
as colours of the rainbow
but at heart, clear truth we know.
Bilocating consciousness,
entwining with That oneness,
we eat the cake, have it too,
glistening like morning dew.
There nothing then to be done,
being with love and light one,
so we frolic here awhile,
free from subterfuge and guile.
Nothing now is weighed or sized,
since we are dehypnotised,
so we do just as we please,
in mode embrace and release.
Only sound, early in the morn is the keyboard
The quiet opens my brain and body
To the awareness to all that it can afford
Any sound like the ringing in my ears that embodies
My every waking thought and is irritating
It would be nice if it would just go away.
Nature, cooking, listening to music keeps it from grating
Sometimes I wish it would leave forever and stay
Life, though, is not always that easy
Wishes most of the time don't get answered
Problems mostly are not solved breezy
And wishes go unanswered.
God knows, hears our prayers and He always answers
Sometimes it is with a yes, sometimes a no, sometimes maybe and sometimes it is wait
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