When the one who is awaited comes
and you find your face
within his face
and your heartbeat
living inside his heartbeat
as entwined as lover’s breath;
when the angel that he brings
bears your name as
clearly inscribed as his own
and the animal at his side
walks peacefully
in the shadow of your footsteps;
then will the Earth Revolution begin
like a child
awakening at the onset of morning
(a Dawn Child)
and green will be as red as gold.
And that which starts
prayerful in a whispered word
swift as lightning
or as wildfire consumes
not but bitterness
and the lusts of exploitation and war.
And it shall end in this:
The never ending fertility
of the dream of God
and the promise filling the fields
of holy prophesy. For we
in the companionship
of the awaited—of one coming on—
shall eat at the banquet of our preparations.
And the one will be invited
to sit here
and be among us.
That day shall be called
Abundance. And that night
Deliverance from the Apocalypse
of manmade evils. And the world
with the one at the center of
the everywhere from
now until always will dance.
Dance as people dance
around a tree of fire
that does not burn but
shines with joy. With life.
With redefining
Liberty.
David Sparenberg
6 August 2008
ON HEARING AGAIN BEETHOVEN’S
ODE TO JOY
In the terrible
conflagration of war
it is not only armies
that are consumed
but the obo
and the violin die
die tragically as well.
In the monstrous
rampages of hatred
it is not only the victims
of insidious propaganda who
are the targets of political rage
but the flowers of perception
are withered too.
Like a winter storm
the land that longs
for love of spring
wastes with wounds
and ugly memories.
Somewhere in the darkness
of petrifying screams
there is the smell of
carrion earth
an outcry of blood.
Music too
like a sweetness in the soul of
struggling even
as a song bird
nesting
in the heart of the angel
of human discovery perishes.
Who then pleads
for the others who
are scattered everywhere
like dust in the wind?
EATING OF THE GODS & THE DEMOCRATIZATION OF DELIVERANCE
You cannot be all things
You cannot have all things
You cannot say everything righteous or beautiful
or even everything that needs to be said
You cannot be the world governing order
You cannot be the prince of peace in glory
and the founding father of trust, truth and community
You cannot be synagogue and mosque
and catholic church
You cannot be the bank of ambition
or the pulse of aspiration, inspiration
or the pillar undergirding the mishaps of the poor
You cannot be the estuary of ubiquitous pain
or the pit of vicarious agony
or the midmost point in the zenith
of meditative light
You cannot love all loveliness
or possess all sensual moments
or parent all children
who grow and need feeding, anymore
than be a brother to every man
who prays for a friend
or all friends in prayer for their brothers
You will not, no, you certainly, certainly will not
end all wars
correct injustices, end intolerance
or give the healing medicine to each and every
thought askew or soul inflamed or twisted limb
Or reach deed, deep within and mend
the sources of malice, malediction and festering atrocities
—the abrupt violence or the violence premeditative
and executed by design
You cannot be the psalmist David
with his god-touched, angel’s tongue
or the sagacious Solomon, with his dialectical- intuitive mind
or the fire empowered Elijah
on a chariot of wings on the wind
of eternity-piercing time
nor even become any of the wide world’s billions of other
forms and faces of frightened, absurd, honest
and death defying human beings
You can only be you (small and set apart)
You can say what you say (rich but
stammering)
You can love whom you choose (with paradox and
exemplary passion)
You can do what you do
(in the full composition of act and intention
in the shadow and the substance of each offertorial,
twofold, implicational act)
And in so do
and in so saying
and in so loving
—-especially in the loving
with its pearl-like mystery
with its transformational chemistry
and with its spectrum of free floating, face making colors
by being
only who you are and what you are
when you are and where you are
you share a little (but oh! so importantly)
in the gold pot of creation’s bounty and carry
the whole cross in your limited, pennypoor,
privational portion, miraculously, bite and kiss
the full, red, honey dipped and wine sopped lips
of poison, dismemberment
and salvation.
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
Hi Helena
Thank You for all wonderful Comments and pictures.
The latest one conveys a lot. "Unless you look outside you cannot know the Beauty of Nature." and there is a wast wide world for all to enjoy and be happy.
God Bless.
Raja
Helena, beautifull Pisces, would you be a sweetheart and post the Mother Theresa picture you got under the discussion "LOVE without guns", please?
http://www.ipeace.me/forum/topics/love-without-guns
Didn´t manage to do it right myself…
iPeace.us
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When the one who is awaited comes
and you find your face
within his face
and your heartbeat
living inside his heartbeat
as entwined as lover’s breath;
when the angel that he brings
bears your name as
clearly inscribed as his own
and the animal at his side
walks peacefully
in the shadow of your footsteps;
then will the Earth Revolution begin
like a child
awakening at the onset of morning
(a Dawn Child)
and green will be as red as gold.
And that which starts
prayerful in a whispered word
swift as lightning
or as wildfire consumes
not but bitterness
and the lusts of exploitation and war.
And it shall end in this:
The never ending fertility
of the dream of God
and the promise filling the fields
of holy prophesy. For we
in the companionship
of the awaited—of one coming on—
shall eat at the banquet of our preparations.
And the one will be invited
to sit here
and be among us.
That day shall be called
Abundance. And that night
Deliverance from the Apocalypse
of manmade evils. And the world
with the one at the center of
the everywhere from
now until always will dance.
Dance as people dance
around a tree of fire
that does not burn but
shines with joy. With life.
With redefining
Liberty.
David Sparenberg
6 August 2008
ON HEARING AGAIN BEETHOVEN’S
ODE TO JOY
In the terrible
conflagration of war
it is not only armies
that are consumed
but the obo
and the violin die
die tragically as well.
In the monstrous
rampages of hatred
it is not only the victims
of insidious propaganda who
are the targets of political rage
but the flowers of perception
are withered too.
Like a winter storm
the land that longs
for love of spring
wastes with wounds
and ugly memories.
Somewhere in the darkness
of petrifying screams
there is the smell of
carrion earth
an outcry of blood.
Music too
like a sweetness in the soul of
struggling even
as a song bird
nesting
in the heart of the angel
of human discovery perishes.
Who then pleads
for the others who
are scattered everywhere
like dust in the wind?
David Sparenberg
25-26 July 2008
olá, tudo bem?You cannot be all things
You cannot have all things
You cannot say everything righteous or beautiful
or even everything that needs to be said
You cannot be the world governing order
You cannot be the prince of peace in glory
and the founding father of trust, truth and community
You cannot be synagogue and mosque
and catholic church
You cannot be the bank of ambition
or the pulse of aspiration, inspiration
or the pillar undergirding the mishaps of the poor
You cannot be the estuary of ubiquitous pain
or the pit of vicarious agony
or the midmost point in the zenith
of meditative light
You cannot love all loveliness
or possess all sensual moments
or parent all children
who grow and need feeding, anymore
than be a brother to every man
who prays for a friend
or all friends in prayer for their brothers
You will not, no, you certainly, certainly will not
end all wars
correct injustices, end intolerance
or give the healing medicine to each and every
thought askew or soul inflamed or twisted limb
Or reach deed, deep within and mend
the sources of malice, malediction and festering atrocities
—the abrupt violence or the violence premeditative
and executed by design
You cannot be the psalmist David
with his god-touched, angel’s tongue
or the sagacious Solomon, with his dialectical- intuitive mind
or the fire empowered Elijah
on a chariot of wings on the wind
of eternity-piercing time
nor even become any of the wide world’s billions of other
forms and faces of frightened, absurd, honest
and death defying human beings
You can only be you (small and set apart)
You can say what you say (rich but
stammering)
You can love whom you choose (with paradox and
exemplary passion)
You can do what you do
(in the full composition of act and intention
in the shadow and the substance of each offertorial,
twofold, implicational act)
And in so do
and in so saying
and in so loving
—-especially in the loving
with its pearl-like mystery
with its transformational chemistry
and with its spectrum of free floating, face making colors
by being
only who you are and what you are
when you are and where you are
you share a little (but oh! so importantly)
in the gold pot of creation’s bounty and carry
the whole cross in your limited, pennypoor,
privational portion, miraculously, bite and kiss
the full, red, honey dipped and wine sopped lips
of poison, dismemberment
and salvation.
from HEALING, A Book of Poetry by David Sparenberg
x, hug
"Human Beings are just Evolved Animals" so "Stop Human Being Cruelty"I LOVE YOUR WEB SITE ITS GREAT KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK AND KEEP ON KICKING ASS .
'' SIR JOHAN 111 ''
I LOVE YOUR WEB SITE ITS GREAT KEEP UP THE GREAT WORK AND KEEP ON KICKING ASS .
'' SIR JOHAN 111 ''
Pedro!!!
Thank You for all wonderful Comments and pictures.
The latest one conveys a lot. "Unless you look outside you cannot know the Beauty of Nature." and there is a wast wide world for all to enjoy and be happy.
God Bless.
Raja
And
Andhttp://www.ipeace.me/forum/topics/love-without-guns
Didn´t manage to do it right myself…
Thanx!
Just stopped by…
Love & Joy
Ole
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