Holy
Eternal
Alluring
Venue
Everlasting
Natural
Forgive me , it’s love , I’m falling for you
My heart can’t disguise
For your sake , I would fight till the skies , with courage aflame
Through fire I stride .
No fear can conquer , what I feel inside.
They whispers , ‘Such love can never survive’ ,
But what do they know of hearts kept alive ?
For you , I’d part with heaven’s own light ,
Even lose god’s hand if it gives you delight.
I can even win the battle , fierce by design ,
My soul reflects you perfectly fine ,
Powerful , intense spirits are align,
Our hearts forever are intertwined .
eye single in life pulse dual
propelled by love as heart’s fuel
poised in the void, vibrant, aglow
crown of bliss is our soul’s jewel
staid cessation makes thought flow slow
there are no debts of love we owe
at the octave of compassion
our childlike heart is pure like snow
the personification of Love in the physical world --- Jesus Christ
“This Holy Sound (Aum) Pranava Sabda manifests spontaneously through culture of Sraddha, the energetic tendency of the heart's natural love; Virya, moral courage; Smriti, true conception; and Samadhi, true concentration.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’
Love dissolve all opposites in its womb
and where true love is, there exists no thought,
so as maverick ego we deplume,
heart animated, we become self-taught.
Courage, conception and concentration,
arise on their own when heart lotus blooms,
that thus feeling one with God’s creation,
we see we are more than our mind assumes.
Embracing all souls and keeping no score,
shifting to feeling and ceasing thinking,
fragrance of love surges forth from our core,
whence we attain awareness unblinking.
Love is the path that is strewn with roses,
where breath by breath we strike blissful poses.
empathy transmutes
into love agape
effervescence of a rose
is our soul’s face
breath renews
heart’s bliss flame
in mists gentle
we fulfil our life’s aim
My Song Two Poetry Contest //Sponsored by: Jerry T Curtis
( Ist Place )
Written: August 25, 2025
verse 1:
the night is long and the road is wide,
i've stepped through dark, side by side.
yet in the darkness- a voice has grown,
a gentle call to take me home.
chorus:
take me home, where the light will stay,
through every storm, you will lead my way
when all is gone, and I stand alone,
your love will rise to take me home.
verse 2:
the world may melt, the years may bend
but love outlives the bitter end.
no fright, no night, no tomb of stone
can split the song that takes me home.
chorus:
take me home, where the light will stay,
through every storm, you will lead my way
when all is gone, and I stand alone,
your love will rise to take me home...
Every Companion is a star at the sky of that Prophet
Every tradition of him is post of heavens and the earth
To be his ummah is the holiest of dignities
Full of lessons each of his nights and mornings
Behind him left his marks on the path of paradise
Next to him Abu Bakr whereas Omar is at left resides
More than thousands carried that blessed starboard
Some stabbed a sword and some spread the holy word
It was a destinty that this case will reach to day of wrath
What he recited was compassion and guidance
What he ruled was complete justice
When wanted he wouldn't reject, he was the most generous
He didn't leave neither gold nor silver
To the mankind Quran was his inheritance
From offspring of Muhammad
Comes Mahdi comes now
One night sleeps as a regular servant
Other morning wakes up with keys of heavens and the earth
Opens all the gates for hope
Knocks down all idols at a stroke
Sets up the holiest army of Islam
Takes next the breath of Jesus Christ
Conquers Mescid el Aqsa soils
Spreads to everywhere rules of Sharia
Wears to his fingers seal of Solomon
Takes into his hands Moses' baton
Demolishes dejjal and infidels' stronghold
“The Omniscient Love aspect of Parambrahma is Kutastha Chaitanya. The individual Self, being Its manifestation, is one with It.”
~ extract from ‘The Holy Science’
Immersed in this density, soul’s light veiled,
to be love enabled is our life’s goal,
so once elixir of bliss is inhaled,
we reclaim brilliance wayward ego stole,
fulfilling here in earth, our ordained role.
Back in our true home, beyond space and time,
light of Self glistens betwixt bliss beat’s chime.
There is one consciousness,
one source, never created
and ever creating from self.
We live in the being of God.
Created out of the substance
of God. All is God. There is
no other essence nor place
of existence. We inhale and
assimilate the immortal, eternal
realm of God. There is no
outside of God. Everything
is God. All potential, past
present and future, are God.
Whom we come to know,
realize our relationship with,
As the presence of Jesus
Christ, the Son of God. Our
only access to God, The Truly
Incomprehensible (4 Omnis)
is through the body and mind
of Christ. Christ is the Christian
Messiah!
How You Feel and How God Feels Poetry
Contest //Sponsored by: Sara Kendrick
( 1st Place )
Written: August 10, 2025
( Inspired by Isaiah 55 and reflecting on hope and faith. )
I come not full, but open wide,
With hands unfurled quietly yearning.
Your vows fall like gentle rain--
Words that flow from wells unending!
Through the clouds silver-haired persist.
I count on the daybreak You foster,
The meadow's bare-- still run deep.
Your stillness does not imply You sleep.
Faith takes small steps on shaky ground---
trusting quietly in what You’ve planned.
Your word-- like mist may sometimes fade,
but harvest waits for gentle hands.
You say, “Come and take, no cost at all,”
so I bring trust, not trying to fall.
My heart feels weak but still reaches out,
toward waters flowing without a shout.
You see me, not just struggling hard,
but waiting patiently, and yet still thrives.
And in your eyes
I'’m not alone--
I’m known and loved
deeply known.
let our suggestion
be not an imposition
but only an offering
view point proffering
in utmost gentleness
to promote wellness
inducing love to spurt
seeking not to convert
eye nonjudgmental
mindful touch gentle
A decision had to be made
Would he be in on the mission or not
Weighing the risks versus the possible rewards
Peril at every twist and turn, the path was fraught
Zero hour fast approached, but he was torn
Many had bitten the dust, he was warned
Yet others did not merely survive
They swore to a man that they were reborn
At the last possible second, he exclaimed, I’m in ~
"God protect our holy love, keep us from sin”
peep in heart for a sneak peek
in lake of love dip soul’s beak
enlivened thus, then return
as God’s light in body urn
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