Wildflowers

Thy soul is a quest

to undestand exile truth -

Thy heart is afire!

And grew to adorn

these far away, distant lands -

thy brave blossoming!

Thou art wildflowers

who in thy seeking blossomed...

for a moment, lost.

Now thou art

Home again.

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To every flower, a field;

to every heart, a home;

to every human life a blossoming;

unto every truth a true belonging.

But every blossoming that braves

the valley of the shadow of exile -

these are known as "wildflowers"

and they belong to every field

and they adorn every home.

- selah -

In the end, we are all wildflowers.

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Every stranger given welcome becomes strangers no more.

Summer Blossoms

Farewell to promise -
O light of my life, my sweet!
Until forever.

In my heart, I keep -
thy hope and thy spirit true...
till Time comes around.

Here I am, my sweet -
in the winter of our love!
O sweet Summertime.

My love longs
for Summer.
---<--@

A Summer Blossom is a love that is promised...

theirs are flowers that can never again be lost;

a fragrance that belong only to a heart that loves.

Punctuality

Punctuality - is -

respect of self and others.

T'is a well regard!

We hold it as truth

that time is something we share -

and love it as such.

Time: yours, mine,

ours - always.

---<--@

Punctuality is being on time, all the time.

Like the Angels

Temptations are rife.

But Anne keeps me honest.

Thank You, LORD, for her.

The world would have it

that our friendship be undone.

Let it do its worst.

Love can not

be undone.

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When things get insane, my Miyang keeps me sane.

Impatient

THERE IS A SENSE
of wide-eyed anticipation
which is a marvelous work, indeed,
wrought by our peerless LORD
to excite upon hearts of good will
a wonder of good things to come -
a wonder of good things
so infinitely unimaginable
yet always within
immediate grasp of our joy.

It lends to the soul
an almost impatient feeling
that stays at the limits
of one's awareness
and amidst the noise of
our necessary labors
and the sufferings of
this necessary life
is ever present, ever vigilant,
ever ready to take wing
to lend its refreshing certainty
and add buoyancy to our hope.

How marvelous, indeed,
my constant friend and companion
are the works of our LORD:
Alleluia! Amen to God, Alleluia!

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The Veil of Shadow and Tears

To the human soul,
unaided and unshielded,
time seem uncertain -

A veil of shadow
covers our heart, we weep,
because we believe.

These tears keep
us salty.
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The heart that longs for the beloved weeps.

For time is a Veil of Shadow and Tears.

It is what contains the lover from the Love.

To the limitless, it is a limit -

like half an angel wing!

To the soul, it is a secret -

the decree of the King!

To the mind, it is a mystery -

the darkness of exile...

To the heart, it is a journey -

a work of returning...

Tempus Fugit

Time is a river flowing away.

It leads into a sea of separation.

For death and time are the same.

No one escapes it.

We fear the loneliness.

We doubt the absence.

We weep for the passing away.

But distance is no hindrance

and time itself is no tyrant

to the heart that is in love alive.

Love comforts.

Love transcends doubt.

Love fortifies hearts.

To the lover who weeps himself alive

to the memory of the beloved -

Time itself becomes

a passage from uncertainty into certainty.

For all hearts strong enough

to confront this Veil of Shadow and Tears -

Remembrance holds its eternal vigil.

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Stay Forever

You stayed, my Anne -

for reasons God only knows -

to make me better...

And now, through these years...

looking back, my darlingest,

we've made some progress!

So please, stay

forever.

---<--@

A Little Love Story

The measure of love is to love without measure.

I do not know where I happened upon this saying, but isn't it true?

When I was younger, I looked at love differently.

During my first serious relationship, I took it from itself. I made love mine and mine alone.

I wanted my girlfriend for myself and myself alone. And she wanted the same of me.

But love has a way of turning the tables on strangers like us.

In its own mysterious time, unknown to the uninitiated, to make itself known, love suddenly reveals itself.

With a sharp sword, it pierces the heart and draws blood to quicken the soul to itself.

Then with strong arms, it subdues the self until it makes us all its own.

And suddenly, the stranger is a stranger no more.

Unfortunately, that relationship did not survive the Quickening of Love...

Our hearts were not able to bear the doubt nor our egos able to withstand the hurt.

Neither of us were strong enough at that time to bear for each other, our love; the failing of our youth.

I was hurt. She was hurt. Love was also hurt.

But it was the hurting that heals and it was the bearing that teaches.

And so for many years I grieved. Not really knowing that Love also wept with me.

I do not know how many years it took for Love to bear me away from my grieving...

But when I was able to smile again, my darlingest Miyang, it was with you.

I love you, my Anne.

We've been through so much together: It is as if I have loved you forever.

I am a lot wiser now.

=^.^=

Agelessness

How can one be young
far into the flow of time,
long in years, unslowed?

Youth is in spirit -
its strength is a surreneder
to the quickening...

The ageless
dwell in God.
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So be child-like not child-ish:

"...the Kingdom of heaven belong to such as these."

- Mat 19: 14

Winged Truth

Our LORD speaks to us,
in the silence, without words,
in truth, swift and winged.

In the calm, He walks,
in the lull of day, He calls,
those who hear, obey.

Lightning speaks,
then thunder.
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Here, I am

Truth is a calling...
to be present in the heart:
Here is when I am.

Here is an answer!
Here is when I am present,
present for my LORD.

Here I am...
Here, I am.
---<--@

On Eagle's Wings

Time exists for choice,
choice exists because we're free,
our LORD made it so...

With every right choice,
we ascend on eagle's wings,
into the timeless.

But do not
be lukewarm!
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--->comic break:

"Whiskas or Friskies?

...it's so hard being a cat.

Or Nine Lives purrrhaps..."

Be Still

What can any man do
in the face of all evil,
relentless as death?

We must in quiet
becalm our hearts and pray
and speak not of words.

Hear the calm,
with bowed hearts.
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God Alone

What must we live for
in this world of endless strife
eclipsed by much death?

We are not from here,
life here is not possession
but a confession.

God Alone,
that is all!
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Ezekiel's River

Is time a tyrant;
a constant bleeding away
till all life is spent?

Time is about choice.
An act of giving away...
till our Love is lived!

Life is choices.
Time serves life.
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The Now

Now is a moment
at the dawn of every grace;
a pause in the will.

If God were to ask,
"do you believe?" - to my heart -
Now is when I hear.

Now is when
time opens.
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Just Being

O how nice it is -
just to forget, and sometimes,
remember right now:

That I am right here,
upon that hill by the shore,
upon our one song:

Just being
with Anne.
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View from a Hill

Darlingest, do you -
recall that hill by the sea,
our timeless sharing?

Let's go there, my dear,
I want to see the flowers
you put in your hair.

Beautiful
are these dreams.
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Time is a Twinkling

Where are we going?
How did we get here today,
where is yesterday?

Time is a twinkling -
Light and Shadow, by and by,
seasons of the Sky.

Time is Now.
That is how.
---<--@

Youth

Remember those years
when living never grew old
staying young each day?

To live forever
yet to be without patience
as if time stood still.

Tomorrow.
Yesterday.
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Here

My Anne is here...

right now, through my life's journey...

right here, in my love.

Not in stone nor bronze

nor paper frozen in time

but here, in my heart.

Thank You, LORD,

for Thy gift.

---<--@

Am

Time flows constantly
as rivers flow into sea
against human hope...

Above the waters,
one golden eternity
the Am of the I.

Seek the LORD
in the Now.
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