Poems About Faith Published by Members Recently Online
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Mountain's Silence And Mystery
I cut across the pine forest of the small village, thru' a narrow pathtway
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
#religion
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#morality
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4 Comments
Mountain's Silence And Mystery
I cut across the pine forest of the small village, thru' a narrow pathtway
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
#religion
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#morality
110 reads
4 Comments
Mountain's Silence And Mystery
I cut across the pine forest of the small village, thru' a narrow pathtway
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
between the trees, a trail beaten by herds and shepherds, and even some hidden
small mountain foxes...who still lurk in their hidden lair....
to reach the sacred mountain, which in the eye of the common mind,
is only rocks, stones, some lost vestiges, and dolmen, randomly strewn like deserted ruines, after bellicose assault.of Neron or Attila's rage, and where freely growing wild plants, give shelter to locusts, and some creeping harmless critters.beside..........
...
#religion
#faith
#rebirth
#spiritual
#morality
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4 Comments
18th Day
Just arrived from the mosque
After Tarawee prayer
I feel so tired and sleepy
I perspired a lot while praying
It felt like exercising for an hour
Of brisk walking and burned calories
From the food I took during iftar
Another round of food was served after tarawee prayer
I had a cup of arroz caldo, a piece of sandwich and a pack of juice
Now I'm full again
I just want to lie down and go to sleep
But I need to post my entry for the day
Or I might get another X
Today is the 18th day of Ramadhan
Only eleven days...
After Tarawee prayer
I feel so tired and sleepy
I perspired a lot while praying
It felt like exercising for an hour
Of brisk walking and burned calories
From the food I took during iftar
Another round of food was served after tarawee prayer
I had a cup of arroz caldo, a piece of sandwich and a pack of juice
Now I'm full again
I just want to lie down and go to sleep
But I need to post my entry for the day
Or I might get another X
Today is the 18th day of Ramadhan
Only eleven days...
#faith
#spiritual
#NaPoWriMo2023
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3 Comments
18th Day
Just arrived from the mosque
After Tarawee prayer
I feel so tired and sleepy
I perspired a lot while praying
It felt like exercising for an hour
Of brisk walking and burned calories
From the food I took during iftar
Another round of food was served after tarawee prayer
I had a cup of arroz caldo, a piece of sandwich and a pack of juice
Now I'm full again
I just want to lie down and go to sleep
But I need to post my entry for the day
Or I might get another X
Today is the 18th day of Ramadhan
Only eleven days...
After Tarawee prayer
I feel so tired and sleepy
I perspired a lot while praying
It felt like exercising for an hour
Of brisk walking and burned calories
From the food I took during iftar
Another round of food was served after tarawee prayer
I had a cup of arroz caldo, a piece of sandwich and a pack of juice
Now I'm full again
I just want to lie down and go to sleep
But I need to post my entry for the day
Or I might get another X
Today is the 18th day of Ramadhan
Only eleven days...
#faith
#spiritual
#NaPoWriMo2023
198 reads
3 Comments
18th Day
Just arrived from the mosque
After Tarawee prayer
I feel so tired and sleepy
I perspired a lot while praying
It felt like exercising for an hour
Of brisk walking and burned calories
From the food I took during iftar
Another round of food was served after tarawee prayer
I had a cup of arroz caldo, a piece of sandwich and a pack of juice
Now I'm full again
I just want to lie down and go to sleep
But I need to post my entry for the day
Or I might get another X
Today is the 18th day of Ramadhan
Only eleven days...
After Tarawee prayer
I feel so tired and sleepy
I perspired a lot while praying
It felt like exercising for an hour
Of brisk walking and burned calories
From the food I took during iftar
Another round of food was served after tarawee prayer
I had a cup of arroz caldo, a piece of sandwich and a pack of juice
Now I'm full again
I just want to lie down and go to sleep
But I need to post my entry for the day
Or I might get another X
Today is the 18th day of Ramadhan
Only eleven days...
#faith
#spiritual
#NaPoWriMo2023
198 reads
3 Comments
Sunday
We praise you, O God,
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
#religion
#faith
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
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4 Comments
Sunday
We praise you, O God,
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
#religion
#faith
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
61 reads
4 Comments
Sunday
We praise you, O God,
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
#religion
#faith
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
61 reads
4 Comments
Sunday
We praise you, O God,
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
our redeemer, creator…”
Almost time to get tidied up
presentable
for the parade of washed and scrubbed souls
lined up in our chairs in the chemo ward
waiting for that weekly infusion of faith
“Not what my hands have done
can save my guilty soul…”
I do want to look like I have my shit together,
at least enough for basic hygiene
forget that an hour before, I was stinking and greasy.
I’ll stand up there and sing
and they’ll imagine me “mature in faith”, ...
#religion
#faith
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
#music #NaPoWriMo2024
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4 Comments
Harvesting Ashes of Life
A deeper sound of sunset falling
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
as dark brings to light
what long ago a dream
entangled in sleep's seance
the loss of innocent straws
of melancholia's butterflies
unbidden by the fears
of twilight's flocking flame
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
as dark brings to light
what long ago a dream
entangled in sleep's seance
the loss of innocent straws
of melancholia's butterflies
unbidden by the fears
of twilight's flocking flame
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
#faith
#spiritual
#philosophical
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2 Comments
Harvesting Ashes of Life
A deeper sound of sunset falling
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
as dark brings to light
what long ago a dream
entangled in sleep's seance
the loss of innocent straws
of melancholia's butterflies
unbidden by the fears
of twilight's flocking flame
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
as dark brings to light
what long ago a dream
entangled in sleep's seance
the loss of innocent straws
of melancholia's butterflies
unbidden by the fears
of twilight's flocking flame
listening to the ashes harvesting
riding the waves of brooms
#faith
#spiritual
#philosophical
103 reads
2 Comments
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