Of all the things this time of year brings

There is a place
Revealed by the smile on your face
Your heart is warmed

We get the benefit
To know
The one that serves
Has answered our call
With a gift that keeps on giving

Love

GJL

GOD the Great Spirit

The mind of GOD above all they see,
From the realm of the divine all woven together
The beginning and the end of time

There is light burning bright
The sun to shine
Warmth for those still alive

Love bound together
Spirits in flight
Morning, Noon and Night

They linger in delight
Taking off in flight
Ecstatic souls of old

New words
New days
The heart rejoices singing praise

For GOD; is, was, and always will be
unlike the god of man
you only need to take my hand and make a stand

For the Great Spirit is Love
Loves Justice and
Brings peace

GJL

True Love

True Love
Desire
The best that life has to offer
Worth more than all the money in the world

Fleeting and rare
For some one of the hardest things to find
For others easy and abundant

Bringing endless smiles
Two as one traveling for miles
Turning hours into minutes and minutes into hours

Contentment and joy
Hearts pounding
Ecstasy

Bodies entwined
Embraced
Bonded

True Love is a gift
Energy that doesn't lie
Music that never ends

True Love is a song
Found in the heart
A gift

GJL

Powerful Stuff Eternal

That is pretty powerful stuff
The stuff that makes a person into god
The soul set free to be

On the rivers edge the water runs from high to low
Back to the sea
The lowest place we know

The land pushes skyward
The planet pushing out into the Universe
A confined system floating in space
trapped and pulled together
by gravity

The weight of the soul can not be measured
the wait of the soul eternal
In darkness there is no light

The veil of the truth is a lie cast upon those unsuspecting
the secret is known when shown where to look
found in a place to be exposed for all to see

Taking a stand
Silenced for a moment
Revealed for years
Maybe eternity

By whom -

The Poets Hand

There he stands
Holding out his hand
Finger extended

Tall, proud
Puffed up
Driven to lead

Patient, kind
Not like other men
The world passes by

He starts to perform
A little at first
A little more

Crescendo building
He is finding his voice
The world around him getting louder

Struggles to be seen,
Beckoning call to a queen
Hardly heard

The saga continues
this dance we call life
The drama

A man, on a quest
for true love
to find a real wife

He wants her hand
Not just for a one night stand

Talking Poetry

There are other poets here
Do your research
The answer will become clear

My words have meaning and rhyme
Meter in space
Time and wisdom

Prose
the Rhetoric of thought
communicated

Electrons
sent to your screen
yet there you sit

Ready to scream
the thought that you missed
rambles through your head

how could this be?

He's not talking to me...

Where do I find proof?

Is there a log?

Go back to sleep
your mind is in a fog

Snow falling down
all around the ground is white

And still you can't see
you hear with your mind

In all only one word is true
Love