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George Krokos

George Krokos, 9 july 2013

Love In Separation 1-5

I
Today my heart is beating a sorrowful tune
and I don’t really know if it will end soon.
Since your departure all seems to be amiss
a pale reflection of that once heavenly bliss.
I have been left stranded on an alien shore
to fend for myself groping near your door.
The aftertaste of delight which our union once exuded
lingers on now in memory and feels like I was deluded.
Something doesn’t seem to be quite the same
even though I remember and repeat your name.
Your presence was what made the difference then
such a tangible feeling: will you not come again?
  I can only endeavour to lure you back once more
  so please don’t any of my genuine efforts ignore.
 
II
I look for you everywhere that I happen to go
but where you’re to be found I’d like to know.
Some say you’re in the heart and to look within
while others assert that you’re in the next of kin.
Life is really a situation of relationships with you
and knowledge of the ways of love gets us through.
If we come across difficulties and obstacles by love they’re resolved
which engenders compassion and understanding as it gets involved.
There are many people in the world who look in all the wrong places
searching for the same thing here in the available surrounding spaces.
Hoping that what they’ll find is what their heart most desires
and to fulfil this craving their mind with their heart conspires.
  Our inner being or soul though is the silent witness observing it all
  and expresses itself as our higher conscience when we heed its call.
 
III
To suffer in the agony of a lover’s separation we learn
that being away from the Beloved makes the heart burn.
It is even worse when the Beloved has gone away not saying why
and the lover has been left alone in the throes of love high and dry.
The heart cannot bear the pain of love in separation
and the mind seeks to achieve a suitable reconciliation.
When the power of love rules the heart mind hastens to obey
and doesn’t need any other reason to cause unwanted delay.
If all the lover’s efforts to a reunion only end in despair
then it may be better to let the matter rest awhile there.
True love cannot be really denied except at a great personal cost
and in desperation we seldom realise the value of what’s been lost.
  There is a saying that: ‘love will always find a way’
  and that a heart full of love over the mind holds sway.
 
IV
As I was never given a reason why you suddenly left
I can only assume that there isn’t one and love is bereft.
The heart has its own reasons which the mind can’t fathom
so the mind depends on the heart for matters in its bosom.
Where the Beloved goes there the lovers also have to follow
because love is the magnet that draws them all nigh to go.
When the fragrance of love is in the air and lovers imbibe its scent
the intoxicating effect is a strong potion which on the heart is bent.
Man’s feeble mind relies more on the heart when the matter of love is concerned
but if the mind dominates and rationalises through the intellect love is adjourned.
If the mind of the lover is centred in the heart where the play of love is unfolding
it will experience anguish and misery when the Beloved anything is withholding.
  All true lovers will always seek the company and well-being of their beloved
  and are never satisfied with remaining at a distance if love is being uncovered.
 
V
Whose fault is it may I enquire if anyone falls irresistably in love
and the processes of love in separation overwhelm as from above?
What can one really do but follow wherever their heart leads
and undergo the agony in seeing that love is not displeased.
In seeking the pleasure of the Beloved one’s life becomes fulfilled
which otherwise would remain barren like a desolate land untilled.
When the Beloved sows the seeds of love in the fertile soil of one’s heart
all that was in there when that time comes must be sublimated or depart.
The arrows of love seek to pierce their target which is the heart of the lover
and the Beloved is the one drawing the bow with intent to kill we discover.
To die for love is much better than to live without we’ve heard often before
and those who lose their life in the cause of the Beloved will live forevermore.
  When the heart is purified and pure love is awakened by the Beloved’s grace
  any who are the recipients thereof realise that love in separation has its place.
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George Krokos

George Krokos, 9 july 2013

Quatrain 129 - "They say there's a reason...

They say there's a reason for everything which man's mind must know
however it is by intuition that beyond the mind man really strives to go.
The transcendence of the mind can be effected through discipline and grace;
without the help of one established beyond it is difficult to reach that place.
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George Krokos

George Krokos, 9 july 2013

Quatrain 126 - When thine eyes become single...

When thine eyes become single thy whole body is full of light
thus has the apostle written of the words of Jesus being right.
This opened eye of the awakened soul can see things far and wide
and by which one can also see that light of God being there inside.
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George Krokos

George Krokos, 9 july 2013

Simple Observation 112 - Time spent wisely.....

Time spent wisely confers many a benefit
but time spent idly destroys man’s spirit.
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George Krokos

George Krokos, 9 july 2013

Simple Observation 111 - The light of intelligence.....

The light of intelligence shines most brightly in the creature that is man
yet he’s the only one of all who abuses this privelege as much as he can.
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Satish Verma

Satish Verma, 9 july 2013

RETURNING

You come home, sitting on my shoulders.
I bid you farewell at door. Death tiptoes in dark
before looking at the bare hands. A new concept of
ending comes out from crozier. Uncoiling has stopped.
In loincloth a truth unravels the mystery of cells. A
warm transparency. You walk around objectively,
returning the gifts to birds, bees and aspens. It
was time not to put up excuses. The wings are tired
and wind was falling.

Let the dance of nothingness start!



Satish Verma


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Joe Breunig

Joe Breunig, 8 july 2013

Poem: Steps of Faith

Have you begun an exciting, new journey,
from stepping in a new direction of faith?
Have you found your way out of the wilderness?
Remember your covering of Christ’s righteousness.

For you’ve been given ample opportunities…
to find your identity within His Kingdom.
Have you figured out by logic and reason,
how to enjoy spiritual fruits of a new season?

The secret is to spend quality time with The Word
and feed your spirit with His foundational truths.
From encounter to encounter and glory to glory,
fulfill your role… within the Kingdom’s story.

Know that the supernatural realm can be revealed,
once your life with Christ has been fully sealed.
 
 
Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Matt 6:33; Heb 3:7-8; Psa 32:2; Acts 6:4; Rom 10:17;
2 Tim 3:16; Phil 1:6; Eph 1:11-14

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.


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Joe Breunig

Joe Breunig, 8 july 2013

Poem: Release Yourself

Release yourself from haughty thoughts,
since God’s foolishness is wiser than you;
His wisdom and knowledge transcends time,
unlike the limitations of the Human view.

Release yourself from worries and concerns,
for He has promised to meet your every need;
reap benefits from the gifting that He placed
within your implantation of spiritual seed.

Release yourself now from your earthly cares;
honor Him with your time, tithes and talent!
Test the Lord today against His Scriptural Word,
for His grace will always be your Divine supplement!

Give yourself to God, while upon this earth you trod;
give yourself to His Light and sleep peacefully each night.



Author Notes:

Loosely based on:
Phil 4:19-20; 2 Cor 10:5; Isa 57:15; Psa 90, 4:3-8
2 Peter 3:8; 2 Tim 1:7-10; Mark 11:22-25

Learn more about me and my poetry at:
http://www.squidoo.com/book-isbn-1419650513/

By Joseph J. Breunig 3rd, © 2013, All rights reserved.


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 july 2013

The fairy

(after Robert Browning)
 
I
 
Notice the fairy hanging on the wall
where she mischievously smiles as if she is alive.
That painting was painted for me by my wife
and although it’s somewhat small
 
it’s a masterpiece if ever I have seen one
and there is something in her glance
as if her eyes is radiant like the sun
but still it’s difficult to contemplate her countenance
 
but strangers like you notice her breast
and the light and shadow in the paint
or remark on the royal colour of her dress
but still lingering is something faint
 
as if there is an odour in the air,
as if she is right here.
 
II
 
In a week for business you are right back
and where the fairy was is just a blank spot
and on the wall to you something does lack
“but it was such a lovely thing was it not?”
 
“My wife ripped it apart,
said that there was evil to it
as she burned it bit by tiny bit”
“But it was such great art,”
you do protest
and I wonder what evil it did posses
in the eyes of my dearest.
 
[Reference:  “My last duchess” by Robert Browning.]


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Gert Strydom

Gert Strydom, 8 july 2013

A painting in a shop

I stopped to look at
a painting in a shop
 
and in a chair a fat lady sat
and there were several interesting things
to look at,
 
birds with flapping wings on swings,
anything that people would peddle
and there were several interesting things
 
and whatever I looked at the woman would meddle
talking about
anything that people would peddle
 
and I walked right out
without even seeing the painting,
 
and I had stopped
without even seeing the painting,
a painting in a shop.


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