Love's Ture Embrace

Love’s embraces


For this moment and this particular time go with me follow me to a place in your life when in your own judgment, try to remember if and when you have actually seen, felt, or known that love had come your way?

I would like to also ask you if you even know what true love is and how do you think that you are right about that perception?
I have and I know but I will say this I have loved, and loved with out no boundaries, loved with all my heart, and I have loved to the death. And yet I am here to tell you and show you that is is possible, and there are people who would be that or who's life is that desire. To want to become pure love is a concept that has weight and presence and is tangible! So I leave it up to you to ask the question?????
Now if I may I will leave you with a poem to tingle your thought.

Happy Birthday to some friends of mine to ladies who are to me worth my time.


Who are they?

They are them who are my true sisters,
Sweet and Special in so many ways.
They are so unforgettable; I’ve known them for so many years.

They are So alike but So different,
Anyone who knows them would tell you so.
They are more then just friends to me,
They are my heart, they are my sisters, they are pure enjoyment, they are family.

They took me in and have not let me go,
I really love them they gave me a home to come to.
To all they love and show true love, childlike love,
Today they bow and I lift them up.

So as I state my case clear before God and man,
They are a beautiful pair blessed by God’s own hand.
Now on this their January birth,
God placed two angels to be my friends and left them on this earth.

Now let us pray!
Father we are blessed for the girls you gave us,
And we are thankful for their embraces;
Our hearts rejoice this day their birthday.

By GtW 12-31-o8 cc

there is something coming ask the question!

The real path to true enlightenment ?

The path to true enlightenment

I write this with some hope that we all have the chance to apply the things that are written to our lives in a positive way. It is a real thought that or concept if you will that the path to enlightenment is many things such as Confucius says. I allege that I may not be as wise as Confucius or other philosophers but I do have some observations of those who have gone before and though I will maintain my innocence to all knowing, I do not intend to reinvent the wheel but use it to complete the task in question.
So here goes the true path to enlightenment is with out a doubt is “communication”. Well most people would say that it could not be that simple but it is and how could that be, well set this in your mind if you will that is we were rocks then we could not gain any more than that or change the way we look at life itself. We can only grow if we learn and all learning comes to us through some sort of communication, weather it is body motions such as sign language or writing or holding hands or just gestures of any sort. So without really stretching your mind you can see that there is much truth to this.
I truly hope that in the coming segments that I will be able to keep you entertained enough that we all learn and be enlightened based on Biblical truths and showing you how God has taken the time to answer us even before we have asked the questions.
In the book of proverbs we will find truths for that path that we take in life.

I will try to always put a poem that will give you some of the essence of my words in a poem; I think that it kind of condenses the thought. I believe that the written word is profound and should not be taken lightly and the performances of the spoken word are as worthily profound. I do think that no matter what it is the true test of any artistry or medium used to convey a thought or message should have in it integrity and a deep sense of morality or it is conveying false hope and false Idealism. So rule of thumb is to focus on the truth and how it resolves emotion that causes the reactions in life that have brought us pain. The pain is debilitating and does not allow us to move on to true enlightenment or can be considered as bad communication or the wrong path. Please enjoy this poem and find the truth in it and if not please give a comment.

Thank you for reading.


A Lesson

I heard the Father calling,
He was calling out my name.
I heard the Father calling,
As was in the garden, His voice is still the same.

I heard the Father calling,
He had given me just warning.
He beg me genteelly, He told I should change,
Yet still, I went on playing the same dirty games.

Yes! I did hear the Father call me,
He warned me of sin, to stay clear.
To heed, to deny my true nature,
I tried to close my ear.

Now that all of this had happened,
And all the chances I’ve been given.
I know! That I heard from heaven,
Within the voices of those in the bible written.

He loves all of his creations,
And He whispers to every man.
He uses many voices,
To touch your soul within;

So please listen to your brother,
Or maybe He is using just a friend.
Or the voice of a homeless sinner,
Who has lost his life to sin!

The Father He is always calling,
He wants us all to win.
But if you keep on denying Him,
The bible says…. He may someday never ask again.

By GtW o3-19-o7 cc

A day to remember

Faced with only one thing left for me to say!

This morning I am faced with my heart overly rejoicing,
Almost like a pacing to and fro;
Inside! There is a leaping,
To tell you of these things I would like for you to know.

It’s strange because things like this never move me,
I’ve always been the kind not celebrating the old Ho, Ho, and Ho!
And I don’t really think of Santa and his reindeers,
There were no sugar plums dancing last night in my head.

But it seems as if today, the world looks so much brighter,
And I want; for it to stay that way.
So these words may not mean too much to you,
Because?
Over the years, I have never said them with real meaning as I do today;

I think that I am in love with the world and good living!
Because?
Well! Because you are in it,
So thank you God for all the blessings that you have given on this your son’s birthday!

I tell you that last night, it was all a mystery,
And today it is clear as living day.
That I am now faced with only one thing left for me to say,
Is Merry Christmas to all!
You are blessed just to be alive tomorrow is a brand new day.

So now I’ll be thinking of giving from deep inside my heart,
And you can test me, this is my Salem.
It is a day for new beginnings and I will be joyful to you first today,
Then to everyone I meet from now on in my life every single day.

By GtW 12-25-o8

Depression

Depressed


I know of a cold, dark, crooked, hallway,
That always yells out my name.
Each day I open up my eyes,
I see it once again.

It is like a dreaded mystery,
That somehow has got me insane.
This depression it covers me,
And fills my heart with pain.

Behind the door I patiently wait,
My ears I cover from shear fright.
I listen to its transient steps,
Each and every lonely night.

Why does it stay with me all day?
Why doesn’t it just go away?
Is it something that I did?
Or something that I shouldn’t have said?

There is a smile upon my face, but inside I’m filled with fear,
I pretend it isn’t there.
Each time I move my hands from my ears,
Its screams; makes me chill! Does anyone care?

What is this thing all about?
I hope you know, please help me out!
Let me know what should be done
This thing just isn’t fun

So sitting here without one clue
I guess there is only one thing to do
To lay this burdens all aside
And towards Jehovah God make my stride

Written by G.t.W o3-1o-o5 cc



Depression I think it is a big word and it has arms that can take you in close to places where at one time or another you would have said not me! but it is a gripping and sometimes horrifying part of life. The sad thing about depression is that when it comes you are not prepared for the journey it takes you on. I have watched friends of mine go into this segment of there life and it cripples them and some just don't come back from the places that it took them and this life has no flavor for them "sad", But when life deals you cards like this what do you do? Please be careful the way you approach this it can make you go off balance and you can get caught up in Pandora's box.

Lets Take a look at something better

Now I want to take you on the first of many Journeys, we will just go around and look at people place and thing in each others neighborhood or inside you home or just inside you house of warship or somewhere where you thought you felt comfortable and now it is not that way anymore. I will start with myself and just get right out there, I will with a place called Church and how I viewed it and then what I have come to learn. I hated Church and that just boiled inside for years. So now that I was hit with a dilemma, I had to now evaluate people and what they did and what I thought about the whole deal. So as I saw people come and pass me by I then thought that It was unfair that no one would come to my house or treat me as one of the real church kind of things, (such as adding my into everything that people did and that there was even a group that exists which excluded people because of so many things. I don't know but I don't like not to be invited to a party and that everyone is going except me. So there are lots of christian churches and different groups do have a large problem and that is not being sensitive the feelings of others. Well I had gotten over that and since then I have not heard myself lash out on anyone for a while but that does not mean don't see them anymore but I do remember. I see your hurt and your Pain and I just need to hear someone say I care sometimes.

Just a word or two

We only had just a word or two,
But our conversation just grew and grew.
Look at how a moment just lasted and lasted,
For not just an hour but maybe two!
And all we had was just a word or two.
Who really knew?
What a word or two would really do?


By GtW o1-o2-o6 cc

The last Mile

A hero – someone of courage, great strength and nobility;
A man- yet godlike; One who is admired for all his greatness, and good qualities!
Never did I think of those things; about me,
I guess I should know, I have seen “Hero” in men while in the military.

With my youth nipping at my heels, and still green behind the ears,
My vote! Was! God first! Then damn to all my enemies.
Serve with great honor, which was the way I had been taught!
And great respect for those who sent me; - - - So! I fought.

I too - - - have lost my brothers and it makes me sad,
Remembering them, their elbows rubbing me at my side!
And as we forged new paths for all free men to follow;
I saw them fight and I saw them die, they were brave mates didn’t you know?

We were all just meager boys with childish chuckles,
When we first decided to serve!
But our voices depended bellowing out the words.
“Charge” Lets us all go forward!

There were those who, in boot who didn’t make it,
And other who had it hard, but giving up. . . .Well they just wouldn’t quit.
I made it through with all my mates,
And smiled proud on that day we all did graduate.

Now! I can testify that Boot was no real picnic,
And most men I know would curl up and cry real quick.
But me! And my mates! - - - we finally made it;
And we were not afraid to go and fight and make this land great.

It has been a long time for me since the days I served,
I lived! Had no regrets protecting this country I love.
There are times in a corner; that is where I find myself,
Haunted by flashbacks and the greatest need to cry and hurt myself.

You see I have had some loss of some brothers that I knew!
No! I was not in charge but we were obedient soldier that much is true.
It is not for me to question the where and the why,
But it hurts to see my brave brothers walk to their last mile.

By GtW 1o-28-o8 cc.

The poet

I grieve!

Yet emotions; excavate through my head.

I panic! . . . I can’t speak.

So I write of this open wound.

And I snitch the emotion that you, yourself could not convey.

These are the days that rejoice me!

But all my life here in a corner I sit,

Motionless!

No urge to move so Depressed!

One pint of blood seems to supply my brain,

Yet! . . . No breathe!

No oxygen gained!

So! I sleep till the next earth shattering moment comes!

Which! Could be brief!

Then armed with pen and paper,

The title comes.

Then aha; . . . Here it comes relief!

And now the words run free,

Like streams making their way to the open sea.

Now! . . . If this frequency does not flow,

This creature here! Will surely die;

And like so many others of his type,

Their emotions, their words, their insight,

Is the door to their annihilation!

So whenever you see one, please beware!

That! . . . That hearty creature delves deep into the human sphere,

Read his work carefully and then you will know

That the poet cares!

Written by Gtw