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Kenny Whiting Apr 2016
This lonesome earth is not my home
I'm just wanderin' through
I'm waiting on my chariot ride
To home beyond the blue!
There's just a few more roads to cross
A few more wars to fight
There's but one moment left on earth
Until I take my flight!
What glorious moment that will be
He'll come with outstretched hand
To lead us to that marvelous place
Our Home in Beulah Land!
With sudden splendor He'll arrive
His Angels gathered 'round
We'll know that moment when it comes
When Heaven's trumpets sound!
I'm now so ready for that day
To see My Saviour arrive
Could be this morning, noon and night
We'll break through Heavenly skies!
I hope your ready when rapture comes
To take us to our Home,
If you've trusted in God's saving grace
On Heaven's shores you'll roam!
We can't imagine what glory will be
What splendor there awaits,
When on that day we'll walk and run
Through Heaven's Pearly Gates!
Ami Shae Mar 2016
I watched the trees dance tonight
and oh what a lovely sight--
seeing their limbs sway in the breeze
watching the caresses of the leaves
as the trees swayed to and fro
their undulating movements made me know
that the wind is music for the trees
as they dance to the melody of this unrelenting breeze
and--
While watching this strong, insistent southern wind
I had no idea how far down a tree could bend--
but as I watched it occurred to me
these trees were dancing just so I could see
the beauty and grace and splendor too
of the joyful life in nature pure and true.
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It really did feel like the trees were performing just for me.
I loved watching them dance in the wind...
HS Edwards Dec 2015
From music grows wild, beautiful, frightful things of untamed splendor and immeasurable strength.
Have you ever noticed the coloured dust on a butterfly's wings
Or are you too busy running after money and things
Have you heard the crunch of fall leaves under your boot
Or are you too rich to be going anywhere on foot
If you have lived on earth for any time at all
and yet have no time to observe the magic of the world
Wake up, wake up, and fall in love again
the beauty of our planet is a finite thing

Have you ever felt the spark in a lover's touch
or is your time too precious for love and such
Have you ever felt pampered in nature's lap
or do you have every luxury pouring out of a tap
Is your idea of comfort a day in the spa
Or have you ever seen the magic in a little girl's laugh
Do you feel sheltered under a concrete roof
or have you ever fallen asleep in that magical tree shade?

Wake up, wake up dear friend, and see the world anew
Look at yourself again in the fresh morning dew
Open your mind to the wonders of our world
and let's make our Earth a paradise once again.
Save the trees, save our planet.
Mana Feb 2015
Oh Compelling Magician
Why do your vibes glow?
You're tempting,
Mysterious,
But my brain is just too slow.
To keep with your illusions
And your twinkly fantasy
But I'm compelled to look in further,
To the effervescence,
Your majesty.
You have this way-
Pure,
And Indescribable.
It's magnetizing,
It's happy,
And it's quite unfathomable.
So dear, dear, magician
Please let me come close.
Tell me of your secrets,
Of the mystery of the cosmos.
I promise not to tell-
Your secret's safe with me.
And you'll have my heart forever,
Two magicians to be
Psychically, as one,
For all eternity.
About that magnetic, psychic attraction you have with those compelling people that's difficult to pull away from. Goes beyond words, but here, I humbly attempted to try to do just that.
Sabbathius Sep 2014
Oh Inspiration, such a marvelously beautiful maiden she is, though always comes in late and when less expected. With sweet yet swift voices and tender touches, slowly involves you in a world full of splendor and awe. A world like you never seen before, and where with her help you create more and more! Such splendid sightings often fall in the depths of the unknown, due to everyday's troubles and struggles if not carefully and without ever for one second losing focus, immediately recorded.

Oh, the good times I spent with her on through the night, and all the wonders she helped me build!


*Oh Inspiration by João Massada is licensed under a Creative Commons Attribution-NonCommercial-NoDerivatives 4.0 International License.
Not exactly a poem, but I like it, and think it's worth sharing
Makena Greer Sep 2014
I wondered about a kiss
The way it would feel
My whole body filled with anxious bliss
Would it be sweet and tender?
Butterflies exploding out of my stomach and through my veins
Should I expect endless splendor
For your lips would feel good on mine
And would I want more
In an attempt to stop time
Wondering about a first kiss
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