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Lilies of the valley
On a misty morning in the wild
Alone in the wind blowing mild
I stand amid lilies of the valley
The sweet scent of them I enjoy
The lilies are among the thorns
I was born like a lily in the thorn
They had survived the winter cold
In the warmth of love, they’re hold
The lilies of the valley had a lover
How beautiful is the love I wonder
Running after the wild herd I fainted
With banners of love, I’m surrounded
My insecure heart has found love
All things look beautiful in love
The eyes of my love watch me
The doves singing come with me
My love is like the lily that shines
The only one that I can call mine
The sight of the lily gives me rest
Although every day is not its best
Across the small hills and the valleys
Lay me down amid the blooming lilies
On a bed of lilies in the scenic valley
In the sweet taste of time by and by
Gentle eyes of the dove that I see
Calmed the inner melancholy of me
The lovely face of you I see all around
Whispering fragrances of love abound
I deeply love the presence of my love
Resting and growing bounded in love
In the vineyard of love, we will bloom
Like the lilies of the valley’s full charm
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Uncertain Future
My little child is sitting in the corner. He is there, sometimes, scribbling notes on my smartphone. Please read it again to understand.
If it’s low on clarity it is because we speak more than one language almost on a daily basis. We speak Paite at home, Hindi with local friends, and a mixture of Hindi and English languages in workplaces, marker, and school.
We are into more than two weeks of lock down imposed by the government. Let me add here that we’re undoubtedly bored by the way.
Here is a note, which scribbled while he was alone in another room. I’m sorry for the not so relatively good writing. Yet I do believe the clarity is clear.
If you have time to go deep into heart of child in this anxious time, you see the consequences of what’s happening around us.
For now, it’s Coronavirus or COVID19 in all the news and media platforms. In the meantime, if you’re somewhere alone – stranded due to work, busy is God’s mission, please remember that we’re praying for you.
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Seven Ways to Please God
Every good gift we have has come from God, and He wants to give us “pleasure forevermore.” In gratitude for all He does for us, what can you and I do to please Him?
Finding a gift that will please God can seem challenging! Thankfully the Bible tells us not only what God hates (such as in Proverbs 6:16-19) but what He delights in as well. You and I will be most fulfilled when we fulfill God’s purpose for our lives because He loves us and wants the best for us.
1. HAVE FAITH IN GOD:
Hebrews 11:6
6 But without faith it is impossible to please him: for he that cometh to God must believe that he is, and that he is a rewarder of them that diligently seek him.
This Scripture identifies faith, belief in God and believing He will do what He says He will do as…
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Marriage
Marriage is between two person in love sharing their lives, of course, of opposite gender -trying to give the best version to each other with certain adjustments.
That’s how I see it. Don’t make it so complex!
Have your say, it’d be interesting for me to know more about it.
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There you go again
The place bears scars of the past
The wind blown’ soft, telling stories
Familiar faces seen with gaiety
The heart skips a beat as we met
We were once more than friends
Wish we stayed just as friends
Yet it’s a wish too late.
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Too many to say yet too little we say
We parted ways as we did before
There you go again amidst them
The blowing wind refreshes the mind
The road we take may cross ways
Never nearing our cherished pasts
Yet contented with our own path.
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We’ll meet on moonlit nights we say
We’d walked under the moon
Counting the stars with laughter
Bliss of air seized the moment
The moment that will soon vanish
It’s a time that goes with the wind
Gone for the best it is, admits me.
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I hope you still feel small
Standing under the moon
Watching your shadow in the breeze
I hope you still retaining
Your confidence in your world
I hope you still wear your warm smile
In the midst of life as we faced
Wish you well in life, forever.
P.S. This is a little bit of unusual post from me. Yet it’s about life!
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Only You
It’s only you
Who knows the core of me
Only you
Who walked me in my path
Hiding my delicate mind in you.
It’s only you
My refuge and my last resort
Only you
Compassionate towards me
Whose love endures forever
It’s only you
You who saw all my want
Only you
Pouring your blessings
Beyond what I can ask for
It’s only you
In my place, you can suffer
Only you
Where my soul’s safe
Through eternity it would be
It’s only you
My only ray of hope
Only you
My Savior and my Lord
No sons of soil can save me.
It’s only you
Who holds my life safely
Only you
Clearing the storms when needed
Through you, I’ll cross the river
It’s only you
Who knows the beginning
Only you
It’s the end of time be
Everything is in your hand
It’s only you
My treasure for life
Only you
My source of joy and pride
There’s none in this world.
It’s only you
Where I can lay my trust
Only you
Of your stature and might!
Trustworthy for mankind.
It’s only you
Worthy of all my praise
Only you
Of whom love has begun
To tell it to the ends of the world.
P.S Originally published in Abidings.com
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I am Thanking you, God
Hello my beloved readers, I just want to say “Happy Thanksgiving” to all of my faithful readers and follower. Allow me to celebrate Thanksgiving Day with a poem. I hope and pray this poem can be a reminder for us to always giving thanks to our beloved God.
Dear God:
I want to thank you for what you have already done
I am not going to wait until I see results, or receive rewards;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until I feel better or things look better;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until people say they are sorry or until they stop talking about me;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to wait until the pain in my body disappears;
I am thanking you right now.
I am not going to…
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Solitude’s Bloodroots
Poetry becomes my wisdom Subduing the melancholy I bleed like a warrior Make touch red to blue. I catch a Freesia breeze Holding fragrant peacock quill To write my soul's graffiti A carmine inked dream.... And then I find " a face in poetry " In the amaranthine pause of my breath. # Dodoitsu
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