EXCELCIOR POEMS

Sunday, July 21, 2013

ISHMAEL MY SON POEM

Ishmael my son, you have been a long time on the run,

Busily creating what you perceive to be heavens door,

You think you have, you think you have, but there is so much more,

Running to and fro, perceiving that separation is the right way to go,

Perceiving that you have and thinking that you know,

But the past, should be left in the past, for this is the now,

You run with bravery and endurance, thinking that you know how,

You sacrifice all , you give to the very end of life, you give all,

But I require obedience and not sacrifice, that is the call,

Hear o children of the light, the whispering of the breath of life,

Hear oh hear, my lovely souls, please hear and turn out the night,

Your place is waiting for you, my beloved children of hope,

You suffer and struggle; you don’t know how you will cope,

Oh when will you see that your creations, don’t last?

When will you see the repetitions of the past?

When will you look to the love and to your brothers above?

When will you see wisdom and love, in the form of the dove?

When will you see the way, of forgiveness and unity?

When will you see, that there is only one community?

When will you embrace all of your family in tolerant behavior?

When will you see and embrace the real savior?

When will you rise, to the place that you were called to be in?

When will you see, there was really, never any sin?

When will you walk the streets of Gold, in the higher light?

When will you choose to see, and illuminate your sight?

When will humility call, when will surrender lead your way?

When will you give up the fight and purify your day?

When will the light of love, shine through your breast?

When will you come home, with all of the rest?

Now is the time, to reach for the sky, now is the time to do, or die?

What will it take to awaken your state, we all patiently await?

Will you reach for the light, will you wear what is white?

Will you finally agree, and see love as the sea?

Love will bring you home, my lovely souls, we wait for you….

Love will bring you home, what will you do????

WHAT IF JESUS WASN´T CRUCIFIED POEM

What if Jesus wasn’t crucified, what if He hadn’t died, what if we were a part of this wonderful ride?

What if the Jews, recognized the messiah, and refused to lose, and chose to rise higher?

What if this God-man, became a household word, what if, by the mass, the Son could be heard?

What if the love began to roll, and what if the souls desired to be whole?

What if the life, that was unlawfully taken, was used for the world, used to awaken?

What if the life, became precious to all, and was used to the height, and answered the call?

What if the Son of all glory, was hailed, the Master of all, and life never failed?

What if the strength of the greatest of kings, vibrated through life, as the glory bell rings?

What if security was felt by the mass, what if all comfort, would eternally last?

What if well being, permeated our self, what if stability, made up our wealth?

What if our foundation, was built on the rock, what if security, was found in our talk?

What if our roots, were planted and firm, would we all finally, be happy to learn?

What if the way, that is right among men, were allowed to prevail, and right it would send?

What if the path, that would enlighten the mass, was steadily climbed, to the top of the class?

What if the goodness, that makes our life sweet, would penetrate all, and all we would greet?

What if the wisdom, that created all things, would blossom in us, and the life of all sings?

What if all kindness, that gives of itself, would blossom in time, to spiritual health,

What if the one, who rejected the Son, repented in ashes and restoration was done?

What if all doubt disappeared from our mind, what if belief produced after it´s kind?

What if all fear, from our emotions did flee, and what if peace and safety, came to be?

What if we all came, to shake off the dust, would we all have been free, from eating the husk?

What if natural things, that we all love so much, vanished away, in the strength of a touch?

What if all worshiped the king of all light, what if all unity, had reached a great height?

What if we all, embraced the Divine, what if we all, followed the sign?

Would we all be home, never more to roam, safe and sound, and would well being abound?

Would we all now join hands, and claim the great prize, would we all bring to us, the king of the skies?

Would we live in a mansion, filled with all things, would we all be called, the heavenly Kings?

Would our lives be all peaceful and filled with delight, would fullness become, a part of our life?

Would we bask in forever, the perfection of God, would agreement forever, be seen in the nod?

Would we love in the most, blessed of ways, would the Lord of all Glory, fill up our days?

Could we finally see, the way of the son, could the Ancient of days, finally have won?

Could we take the big step, and surrender the all, could we finally answer, the best of the call?

Could we give up our toys, the idols of old, could we embrace the light, could we go for the gold?

Could in harmony stop, could all strife be healed, could we all take our crown, and ever be sealed?

Could we ride the great wind, of incredible power, could we answer the call, the call of the hour?

Could we run and not tire, in the splendor so great, could we finally pass, the great pearly gate?

Could we abundantly dine, with the glory Divine, could we all put an end, to the illusion of time?

Could we finally enter, the magnificent hall, of eternal grace, the all in the all?

THE WAY THINGS ARE POEM

INTENTIONS CREATE ATTITUDES, IT ALL WORKS THIS WAY,

INTENTIONS ARE ATTITUDES, THAT WILL BE WITH YOU TODAY,

IF YOU INTEND, WHAT YOU INTEND, IS WHAT YOU WILL SEND,

WHAT YOU INTEND, CREATE ATTITUDES THAT STAY,

YOUR PERCEPTIONS, YOU VIEW, IN MANY DIFFERENT WAYS,

YOUR INTENTIONS DEVELOP, OVER MANY NEW DAYS,

INTENTIONS REPEAT AND REPEAT, IN WHAT EVERYONE SAYS,

WHAT YOU INTEND, IN YOUR ATTITUDE, IT STAYS,

ATTITUDES CREATE, WHAT WE THINK AND FEEL,

ATTITUDES CREATE, WHAT WE SAY AND WE DO,

WHAT WE THINK, DIRECTS LIFE, WITHIN ME AND YOU,

WHAT WE THINK, REVEALS, THE THINGS THAT WE DO,

WHAT WE THINK, DETERMINES, WHAT WE WILL FEEL,

WHAT WE FEEL, SENDS POWER, TO THE THINGS THAT WE DO,

WHAT WE DO, CHANGES LIFE, BY THE DECISIONS WE MAKE,

WHAT WE DECIDE MAKES CHANGES, IN ALL OUR LIFE,

WHAT KIND OF WORLD, DO YOU WANT TO CREATE,

IT COULD ALL BE GOOD, FOR ALL OF OUR SAKE,

A GOOD PERCEPTION, CREATES, INTENTIONS, SO FINE,

GOOD INTENTIONS, CREATE GOOD, ALL OF THE TIME,

THOUGHTS WILL FOLLOW, IN THE BEST WAY TO FLOW,

WITH FEELINGS, ALL GOOD, WE ALL MAY KNOW HOW,

ACTIONS TAKE PLACE, AS A FLOWING RESULT,

AND GOODNESS ABOUNDS, THAT´S WHAT IT´S ABOUT,

LETS TAKE BACK OUR WORLD, WITH THE THINGS THAT ARE GOOD,

THERE ARE MANY WHO KNOW AND MANY WHO WOULD,

OUR WORLD AWAITS, THE KINDNESS IT MAKES,

OPEN YOUR HEART TO THE FLOODING NEW GATES,

EVERY ONES FINE, IN THE EXPANSION OF TIME,

EVERYTHING GROWS AND BECOMING WHO KNOWS,

THIS IS THE WAY, TO END STRIFE AND PAIN,

THIS IS THE WAY, FOR PERMANENT GAIN,

WHERE GOODNESS ABIDES AND HEAVENLY RIDES,

WE ARE COMPLETE, WITH THE WORLD AT OUR FEET,

DECIDE FOR THE BEST AND THERE IN YOU REST,

NEVER CONTENT, WITH ALL THAT IS LESS.

THE GOLDEN AGE POEM

The GOLDEN AGE is here to stay, impossible another way,

People ripe, and ready to, rise up and claim the always new,

We receive the power of bold, to bring in the age of Gold,

Reality of heavens power, will save the people from this hour,

Your truth excels us all within; we wonder where we all have been,

Sleeping for the greater time, not aware to see the sign

Creating more of darkness veil, chasing after our own tail,

Not aware of vanity, blanket mass humanity, creating more insanity,

Stop the wheel of incarnation, stop the beating of tar nation,

We have had enough, we want to change, we are tired of the chains,

Free us from our jail of old, were coming in, from the cold,

Our slavery's been to cold and hard, our chains have left us bruised and scarred, our light within, has been barred,

It's time to see the sun shine in, it's time to lose the way of sin,

Help us see the light of day, help us see the narrow way,

Open up our inner eyes, let us see the heavenly sky's,

We cannot see the better days, show us to your higher ways,

We like the money, things and gold, but drives us crazy, yet untold,

The lack and shortage fills our mind, the chains of metal truly bind,

Never enough to go around, the madness wins without a sound,

Struggle is the way of sin, there's no way that we can win,

Attachments and addictions squeeze, the life right out, no time for ease,

The odd quick breath we get at times, is small relief from that that binds,

There must have been a better way, Oh dear Lord, what do you say,

We can't remember wholeness light, we only know the darkest night,

Within our hearts is your great love, the mercy angel from above,

Look to your people, they need you so, we need your power, and where to go,

Lift our spirits, send your power, before we parish in this hour,

Our time is due, our time has come, it's time to make the final run,

The race of time is closing in, it's time we see just where we’ve been,

Your age of gold, in times gone past, we failed to hold, it didn't last,

Were sorry for our coming short, when you gave the kingly court,

Were stronger now, we now can stand, this Golden Age, it will be grand,

You know our love for you will hold, in another Age of Gold,

Pull us up into our place; wash the dirty from our face,

Cleanse us with your cleansing light, open up our inner sight,

Were tired of finding, place to roam, Lord, we want to all come home,

The perfect touch, from your sweet hand, will take us to the glory land,

We are sincere, as clear as rain, we'll build upon the thought of gain,

Open up your arms of love; receive your children up above,

Enough is enough, we have had enough, the going has, been to rough,

Were ready for our royal state, open up the pearly gate,

Receive your own, the time is done, we are

all will come, we'll come as one,

As we gently all unite, we will all, be out if sight

The earth won't hold a being of light, and wrongness won't abide with right,

All together, with you again, the Age of Gold, has finally came.