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A New Song (From The Song of Songs) [sakeena]
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sakeena writes "I stood at the window, crying.
But no-one came.
I never saw you rushing.
I stood at the window, waiting.
The birds will come at least.
I never saw you rushing,
Promising me a feast.
I stood at the window, alone.
The birds never came.
No-one ever came.
I never saw you standing, gazing.
I stood at the window, alone.
Every day, all alone.
I never saw you peering.
I never heard you saying,
''Arise My love
My beautiful one, and come with me.''
I stood at the window, cold.
But now, I see you rushing,
You, Jesus, so bold.
Now I see you peering.
Now you are mine and I am yours,
The winter is past,
And the rains are over and gone.
Dance with me, my Love ,my Life,
Dance with me The Song Of Life,
The Song Of Love,
In the dawn of each and every moment.
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My Rainbow Dress [sakeena]
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sakeena writes "This "Rainbow Dress", so free so fresh
I remember it blessed.
So many, so much against me,
But my "Rainbow Dress", so fresh
It blessed..., a shield around me.
It promised me, just like my Rainbow in the sky,
And just like my Rainbow in the sky,
I could touch it.
All my dreams, so fresh,
All my hopes, longing and reaching for his Rest,
His Love, so warm, so safe,
So new, so fresh....
So I said, "Yes."
I'll walk, as the photograph foretold long ago,
But you know where I walk?
It's not just all talk,
It's a Promise.
Boldly, I wear my only "Sabbath best",
"My Rainbow Dress, like the first New morning, so fresh.
My Father's given me his Promise,
My Father's given me great courage,
And just like my Rainbow in the sky, so high
I'll walk tall, wearing my "Rainbow Dress", so fresh.
It's a Promise.
Copyright (c) Miryam Sakeena Nahar 2008
Footnote:
Just like Joseph in the Bible, and singer Dolly Parton, I too had my " Coat of many colours." This was "My Rainbow Dress."
"My Rainbow Dress" is dedicated to my late Father, Sadiq Masih.
The poem depicts both my love for my late Father, and the Fatherhood I have found within my Christian faith.
Miryam Sakeena Nahar
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biggus writes "The north wind blows it ills
The wind, the wind, the wind that chills
Then the snow falls on the hills
The north wind softly blows
The wind, the wind, the wind that slows
Then the snow falls down below
Silently falling although the night
Inch upon inch covering everything in sight
Fresh and clean lies the white
The children run in hat and glove
They run, they run in the snow they love
The snow that flutters from above
The north wind dies away
Then the rain, the rain spoils the children play
But the snow will come another day
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LEADER OF THE FREE WORLD [biggus]
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biggus writes "A breath of fresh air
Comes our way
As he struts the stage
Like JFK
And talks the talk
Like Martin Luther King
As he galvanizes allies
From either wing
He holds our hopes
In his African American hands
Let’s hope he fulfils
All his promised plans
And that Barack Obama
The young congressman
Leads us as President
To Dr Kings promised land
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biggus writes "Do not grieve for me
Do not mourn my passing
Remember me with a smile
Don’t think of me as gone
Remember what we had
Think of our life like a favourite book
Do not close it and put it on the shelf
Never to be read again
Just because you hate the ending
Start to write the next chapter
Enjoy it like all the others
And don’t be sad
I will be there with you always
I will be there when the wild flowers
Dance in the spring meadow
When the summer breeze moves through
A field of ripening wheat
When the morning mist of autumn
Softens the landscape
And when the winter sun
Sparkles and glints on the snow
And I will be by your side
Through your loneliest hours
I will be there in the dawn
Rising with the sun
You will see me again
When the sun sets at the days end
And in the twilight hours
I will be that gentle breeze
That caress’s your cheek
On a warm summer evening
And I will be that tingle on your skin
As you lie in the quiet hours
I will be there when you retrace our steps
And when you stand on the lake shore
My reflection will not be on the water
By I am still with you
When you walk in the autumn
Through the golden carpet
I will be in the dancing leaves
And when the snow lays
Though I will leave no foot prints
I am there for these moments our ours
I will be there in the quietness of winter
Among the falling snowflakes
I will be in the dew drops
On the grassy meadow
I will be there in the warm sunlight
Of a summer’s day
I will be with you when the storm
Quickens your heartbeat
And you will feel me on your skin
And in the April showers
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Posted by roycrouch on Saturday, January 03 @ 00:00:00 EST (4 reads)
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