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I Know Now How Love Learns -

I deserve to know the blueprints of my eyes...
You deserve to know why the rose dies...
I want to know God's compromise...
You shall know how Love writhes...

Your eyes were designed to see death...
I see the world, I see life, I taste breath...
You see suffering, you taste soul falleth...
I witness love wonderful, I feel God speaketh...
You mistaketh moments, for Eternity's birth,
You confuseth care, for justice calleth...
Do my eyes lieth, teach the Devil's spelleth...
Your eyes dreams distorteth,
they corrupteth what your heart seeketh...
Why must the rose dieth...
So to live truth pureth...
What truth does the rose liveth...
All that cometh in the Shadow, expresseth in the Shadow, of the Shadow passeth...

God's compromise your eyes spilleth,
revealeth risk righteous...
God gambled with the grave, to spawn spirit, to sow soul rebellious...
God fell for Freedom, shattered Itself for the stars, for the sake of raw consciousness...
What does God searcheth for, does God great pain possess...?
God seeketh heat in ice, pursueth pain in living purpose...
Is God the Architect of Good and Evil consequence...?
God is wise and weeping wilderness,
the lust of creative intelligence...
God compromised His eternal innocence...?
God became a diamonded metamorphosis,
panoramic pulse in prowling permanence...

Does Love not make life real...
Death makes life real, as love makes you feel,
so too, death be your soul's appeal
for self sacrificing survival,
to endure the relentless ritual of mind vital...
Is Love a prisoner of prophecy unlawful...
Love is captive of a curse called carnal,
You see, Love is a procreative energy primal,
flesh fanging nerves of the physical,
exhilaration of ego inflamed emotional,
atomic sparks splicing matrix mental...
My heart is designed to see Life total,
I am a fire fed by faith phenomenal...

Take me, to where Love learns no more
of suffering heartbeats sore,
to where the sky wants no more of thunder galore...
I can not take you to where God need not explore...

J.A.B. 03-12-2025

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Laura Breidenthal Date: 3/29/2025 4:06:00 PM “Why must the rose dieth... So to live truth pureth... What truth does the rose liveth...” Your questions pulse with the paradox of existence, the way love, beauty, and even truth seem to require loss to reveal their essence. Perhaps the rose does not die, but surrenders itself to something greater—its decay feeding the soil, its petals remembered in the gale. —to me— the rose becomes more than a flower; it is a question, a lesson, a symbol of Love’s relentless transformation. If all that passeth still speaks in echoes, then does anything truly die? Or does it simply change form, waiting to be understood anew? Just some of my thoughts on your brilliance Justin. I adore this. That last line… It feels almost lamentable, inevitable. An endless unfolding of knowing. You have such a gift through your words and relentless spirit to see beyond suffering, to touch rebellion with revelation. Always, Laura
Laura Breidenthal Date: 3/29/2025 4:04:00 PM Justin… your words touch on the strings of divinity, where Love and Death dance in the embers of knowing. “You see suffering, you taste soul falleth…” Yet in your voice, I hear love rising, a fire fed by faith phenomenal, burning through the currents of prophecy and pain. You ask a deep question, “What does God searcheth for…?” Perhaps the same thing your verses seek—the marrow of meaning, the ache that makes beauty real. Your poetry teaches me—Love never stops learning. “I witness love wonderful, I feel God speaketh...” love that line. If God speaketh in love, then every heartbeat, every longing, every sacrifice, every death, becomes scripture.
Kim Rodrigues Date: 3/27/2025 2:18:00 PM God became a diamonded metamorphosis, panoramic pulse in prowling permanence... Congrats on POTD, Justin!
Daniel Henry Rodgers Date: 3/24/2025 6:39:00 AM Hello Justine, I just finished reading your poem, and I'm genuinely moved and Congrats on POTD. I loved how the depth of your exploration into love, death, and divine compromise is incredibly insigtful. Your imagery especially the idea of love as a “procreative energy primal” is both beautiful and thought-provoking. It’s a shows the beauty and struggle we all endure. Keep shining! Spring Blessings, My Friend, Daniel
Kim Rodrigues Date: 3/22/2025 8:33:00 PM Congrats, Justin on POTD!
Unseeking Seeker Date: 3/22/2025 8:20:00 PM Deep musings here, Justin, which to me suggests that the effervescence of love, though complete in itself, is illumined with clear sight, bestowed by not knowledge but by true wisdom, enabled when soul’s eye becomes single. Warmest congratulations on POTD with this masterfully penned poem, God bless.
Paula Goldsmith Date: 3/22/2025 6:32:00 PM Congratulations on your POTD win. I enjoyed reading your wonderful write. Have a blessed weekend writing away................
Benjamin Bartley Date: 3/22/2025 11:28:00 AM My favorite line, "panoramic pulse in prowling permanence" Love is certainly a learning process, especially when it comes to our relationship with God. Nicely done. Thanks for sharing!
I Am Anaya Date: 3/22/2025 9:07:00 AM "so too, death be your soul's appeal for self-sacrificing survival" it has a George Orwell vibe. Let's not overlook anything God gives us as a study, I agree. Well-done. Congratulations on POTD, JB!
Zyrool Gifford Date: 3/22/2025 4:17:00 AM Hello Justin, congratulations on your POTD win with this beautifully heartfelt write. Wishing you a wonderful weekend, fellow poet.
Tania Kitchin Date: 3/22/2025 4:11:00 AM Justin, well penned, congratulations on POTD.
Beryl Edmonds Date: 3/22/2025 2:42:00 AM Wonderful Justin, congratulations on receiving the honour of poem of the day… Beryl
Karen Jones Date: 3/22/2025 2:09:00 AM Wow a really deep thought provoking poem! Congratulations on potd and what a challenge you give us.
Anne-Lise Andresen Date: 3/22/2025 1:36:00 AM - A sensitive and beautiful poem...congratulations on your p.o.d.t., Justin :) - Have a lovely weekend :) - hugs
Ink Empress Date: 3/21/2025 12:20:00 PM Dear justin Its always so good to read poems written by the sponsor on their own prompt, and the way youv written this is so tender, and delicate and flows in such a seamless manner. And the opening lines really are so very evocative “ you deserve to know why the rose dies” that line is so soul stirring! And i felt it deeply! And the ending too! You have a way with writing about spirituality in a very passionate manner, romanticising every experience! Made me wonder, do you listen to music while writing, cus theres a softness to your words, almost lyrical! Beautiful! “Take me, to where Love learns no more of suffering heartbeats sore, to where the sky wants no more of thunder galore... I can not take you to where God need not explore...” a fave this is definitely

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