My big news - From forgotten world into eternity

[jessamy99]

Dear Beren,
Your poetry is always so gentle, like a petal brushing a cheek.
Thankyou for them!

With lots of love,
Jessamy xxxxx

[Beren]

Posted by jessamy99 (here)
Dear Beren,
Your poetry is always so gentle, like a petal brushing a cheek.
Thankyou for them!

With lots of love,
Jessamy xxxxx

Thank you dear!

Now here`s one fresh;



Slightly ahead, just one look
beyond the confines of my world
and yours…

Gaze, see the air that you breathe…
Above the mists over the valley.

Standing high and brave, wind on your face
feeling the feeling inside, within.
Grace…

Tells you much and more,
All…in between all.

Over the cliff we jump and fall down…
Earth is closer and we`re alone…
And then… comes peace.
A loud voice from no one and from all!

Come alive, fly and be!
Hear and see the life from within!
From outside of shell that held you.
Form darkness that stalled you.
From images and words you created in vane.
From hell upon souls from your own bane

…
Nothing less and nothing more
But a sparkling way though the door
And out into the light!

Fly!
Fly and worry no more!

[jessamy99]

Dear Beren,

That is simply beautiful!
By going within, we escape the solidity!
I love to fly!

With much love,
Jessamy xxxxx

[Beren]

A fresh one :

Love is blind
for it makes itself blind
to understand
the blind man.

Love is naive
for it makes itself naive
to understand
the naive man.

Love is strong
for it makes itself strong
to understand
the strong man.

Love is all,
"why o why" -heard someone`s cry...
for it can be everything
to everyone...

Because Love is Love.
Always above.
Always below.
Never gone...

Forevermore
Forever now
It is...
Just Love...

[jessamy99]

Thankyou Beren, it is such a simple poem.
I love it.

With love, Jessamy xxxxx

[Beren]

Take a look
beneath my flesh
and above the clouds...

Carry on,
Do not stop and feel it
against all odds.

That body is the suit
and hair is the tie
and smile is the way
above all lies
that we made
that we sow
thinking to sideline the soul...

Alas!
cannot be done...
for we are of God and
God is Love...

[Rocky_Shorz]

Posted by Beren (here)

Posted by Lisab (here)
Beren I'm so happy for you I could do a jig! Like when a forum member has a child. It's such good news. Congratulations x

Thank you!

I feel this work as part of my soul just as a child is a physical extension of the parents as well as a new soul in Earth experience.

Congratulations!!!

how did it feel to hold the first copy?

[Beren]

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)

Posted by Beren (here)

Posted by Lisab (here)
Beren I'm so happy for you I could do a jig! Like when a forum member has a child. It's such good news. Congratulations x

Thank you!

I feel this work as part of my soul just as a child is a physical extension of the parents as well as a new soul in Earth experience.

Congratulations!!!

how did it feel to hold the first copy?

Positively odd!

[Rocky_Shorz]

Positively Odd?

like Holding a Cod?
or a gum wad?
elderly bod?
nocturnal Nod?
bent fishing rod?

like first meeting God?

[Beren]

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
Positively Odd?

like Holding a Cod?
or a gum wad?
elderly bod?
nocturnal Nod?
bent fishing rod?

like first meeting God?

Ah the replies!
Underneath pale lights
in the sky !
Stars... stars shining forth
in midnight tide that was brought...
Saying "nay" to all darkness
abiding in high places!

...

I say with word bold
It's like first meeting God!



Are those words enough
to quench the question of your heart?

[Rocky_Shorz]

Posted by Beren (here)

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
Positively Odd?

like Holding a Cod?
or a gum wad?
elderly bod?
nocturnal Nod?
bent fishing rod?

like first meeting God?

Ah the replies!
Underneath pale lights
in the sky !
Stars... stars shining forth
in midnight tide that was brought...
Saying "nay" to all darkness
abiding in high places!

...

I say with word bold
It's like first meeting God!



Are those words enough
to quench the question of your heart?

quench the question of your heart?
ah my friend, barely a start...

Smelling a succulent fart
thoughts twisted a sultry tart

looked everywhere through the mart,
nothing seemed to fit the cart...

almost like missing a part,

fulfilled, knowing it's God's art

[Beren]

[QUOTE=Rocky_Shorz;557822]

Posted by Beren (here)

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
Positively Odd?





I say with word bold
It's like first meeting God!



Are those words enough
to quench the question of your heart?

quench the question of your heart?
ah my friend, barely a start...

Smelling a succulent fart
thoughts twisted a sultry tart

looked everywhere through the mart,
nothing seemed to fit the cart...

almost like missing a part,

fulfilled, knowing it's God's art

Ah, the art of God!
The finger that rests upon all
explaining the bold,
shiny message...of Love.

Ah, God`s art,
that touches countless heart
above and away
riding the swift ray
of midnight Sun,
straight into new dawn
where Light abodes
where we saw
how life dance around
every new flower
and its petals that uncover...

...The beauty
strength
elegance
spirit
poetry
and peace...

[Rocky_Shorz]

God's art, poetry of peace in motion...
boogie boarding, splashing waves of ocean...

Helicopter skiing fresh powder snow...
sun rising lighting the world with a glow...

I laid down my pen, last poem rocked the world...
clenching my old friend, it's freshly pearled...

[Beren]

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
God's art, poetry of peace in motion...
boogie boarding, splashing waves of ocean...

Helicopter skiing fresh powder snow...
sun rising lighting the world with a glow...

I laid down my pen, last poem rocked the world...
clenching my old friend, it's freshly pearled...

Words arise
and song are sung
before long
and beside the log,
fires of our spirit will burn!

Until they turn
every thing upside down
and melt all dirt
With that sweet fiery sound...

[Rocky_Shorz]

Posted by Beren (here)

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
God's art, poetry of peace in motion...
boogie boarding, splashing waves of ocean...

Helicopter skiing fresh powder snow...
sun rising lighting the world with a glow...

I laid down my pen, last poem rocked the world...
clenching my old friend, it's freshly pearled...

Words arise
and song are sung
before long
and beside the log,
fires of our spirit will burn!

Until they turn
every thing upside down
and melt all dirt
With that sweet fiery sound...

the other night for a friend in need,
my pen turned to sword to survive the deed

battling psychic minds to me don't matter
explosion of light turned them to batter...

[Beren]

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)

Posted by Beren (here)

Posted by Rocky_Shorz (here)
God's art, poetry of peace in motion...
boogie boarding, splashing waves of ocean...

Helicopter skiing fresh powder snow...
sun rising lighting the world with a glow...

I laid down my pen, last poem rocked the world...
clenching my old friend, it's freshly pearled...

Words arise
and song are sung
before long
and beside the log,
fires of our spirit will burn!

Until they turn
every thing upside down
and melt all dirt
With that sweet fiery sound...

the other night for a friend in need,
my pen turned to sword to survive the deed

battling psychic minds to me don't matter
explosion of light turned them to batter...

Mighty are the hands of one
who wields the sword of light
carries on further brave
like an eagle stalking prey.

Realms of things unseen
carrying on the burdens, deeds
shifting focus to ensnare
unaware ,unprepared.

But I know your heart
know your soul
It only beats with one goal,
only love and nothing more.

[Rocky_Shorz]

that brought tears to my eyes, like a giant wave that crashed without a sound...

softly reaching up to the beach, cooling the sands its power unwound...

[Beren]

A new one:


Way of the will


Way of anyone is their own way-
simple and remote in its shade of gray.

Twisted to the closed minds- a danger to the one in mire.
Mire of its existence.

Ways of the weary heart are often tragic...
Hearken its story ,heed the words.

Beneath the stars on a planet of choice
Standing in great array are the souls-
of many.

Ways of the will of an infinite being are always transparent
though eyes are closed for its light.

Only the will the one in dark can
open the rift, can heal its heart.

For that is the will of I AM.
Will is free and it will always be.

[Beren]

When I write I am one with an eternal moment of now, inspiration and the focus of what I will transpire in this realm or to- be- poem.

You never know when the moment arrives or when is this "eternal" now. But when it comes it`s sheer divine.
I learned to cherish those moments. They connect me eternally to Creator as Love that is all that is.

One of those is this fresh one, created tonight. All it took was a photo of the woman I love (complicated story but she carries parts of essence of my soul mate- we`re not together here and now in physical) and poem was born.

Enjoy!



That`s what Love does



Even if I wanted to put myself on ruin,
of everyday’s false hopes,
of humanity all in ropes,
of greed, darkness -abandoned hope.

I couldn`t.

For deepest things cannot be stirred,
save by love ,grace and beauty.
To bloom in full moon or bright daylight
It is their call , their duty.

I know.

I say not- I am haunted!
By your eyes or your smile.
But I dare to venture further
In these fields of dreams where we shine.

Do not blame your heart
in this treacherous time.
For deserting you
forsaking your life.

Such are the ways of the heart ,
unknown to many and most of all – us.
Bestowing upon you -I am- my soul,
to nurture your flame, kindling your heart.

Doing so, I do it freely.
For I know what your heart desire!
To be ,to feel ,to burn
that Love we all crave-that life.

There is no holier aim
in this game that we call life,
than to be and love without shame
for each soul-that is art.

And I share my art with you…
This blessing from heavenly realms ,
to quench your pain unseen by all.
To heal your soul, wounded heart.

For that`s what I do...
that`s what Love does.

[greybeard]

Hi Beren
thank you for our friendship and all you have brought here over the years.
You brother from another mother.