Favorite Poems I Like #10: “You Never Can Tell.”

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You never can tell when you send a word

   Like an arrow shot from a bow

By an archer blind, be it cruel or kind,

   Just where it may chance to go

It may pierce the breast of your dearest friend,

   Tipped with its poison or balm,

To a stranger’s heart in life’s great mart

   It may carry its pain or its calm.

 

Found on Pinterest on 2-9-16. Helping hands.

You never can tell when you do an act

   Just what the result will be,

But with every deed you are sowing a seed,

   Though the harvest you may not see.

Each kindly act is an acorn dropped

   In God’s productive soul;

You may not know, but the tree shall grow

   With shelter for those who toil.

 

You never can tell what your thoughts will do

   In bringing you hate or love,

For thoughts are things, and their airy wings

   Are swifter than carrier doves.

They follow the law of the universe,

   Each thing must create its kind,

And they speed o’er the track to bring you back

   Whatever went out from your mind.

ELLA WHEELER WILCOX-

 

” It is appropriate to share the above poem in these difficult times. The words we speak can uplift people or tear them down. The acts we commit can unite or divide us.   The thoughts we have can make us bitter or hateful, or encourage us to be kind to  others. We need to think before we act or speak. We also need to sow more acts of   kindness.”         –Yu/stan/kema-

 

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Music Uplifts The Soul.

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My mother lived in a little shack

down by the bayou.

My mother worked from dawn to dusk

to make alligator stew.

 

Her fingers were busy making clothes                                  

Found on 4-27-16 on Pinterest. French Creoles.com.

to clothe her brood of five.

Her face was weary from the stress

of helping her kids survive.

 

Her body was thin and her skin was grey,

from hours without sleep.

She washed the clothes in a big tin tub

and some times she would weep.

 

Day after day, she lived in fear

her man would not come home.

She knew he loved to be outdoors

and often he would roam.

 

She stayed home and did the chores

and worked until they were done.

Then she would lift an old violin

and play with the setting sun.

 

She put the rare violin to her chin,                                        

and her bow went across the strings.

She tapped her foot to the melody,

and her soul sprouted wings.

Found on Pinterest on 11-12-17 sacredspirit.files. wordpress.com.

 

We loved to see her fingers dance

and her eyes reflect pure joy. 

She was beautiful when she smiled

and played for her little boy.

 

Now she has gone to a better place,

but her music still remains

in the halls of  my memories 

When I say her name.

Yu/stan/kema 

 

 

 

What People Need.

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Souls are breaking every where,

Especially those who are aware

That many fail to love the heart

That’s been cruelly ripped apart.

 

Found on Pinterest on 5-24-17. hegsted.com. Derek Hegsted.

So many say they understand,

Yet hesitate to take your hand.

They avoid the hurt inside,

And the many nights you’ve cried.

 

They say, “Forget the wasted years

And your useless bitter tears.”

“In the end, we’re all alone.

You are really on your own.”

 

“It’s up to you to learn to choose

How to cope with what you lose.”

“Accept the dreaded hand of fate,

And bear the pain when others hate.”

 

They cannot recognize the need

For human contact and kind deeds.

The weary heart yearns for release.

The battered soul needs inner peace.

 

The soul needs love to thrive and grow

And open arms more than we know,

Kind deeds that nurture hope within,

And God to touch the heart’s of men.

Yu/stan/kema

 

Inequality.

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Women watch men                                             

with unlimited power

make promises to those,

who have waited for years

for justice to finally

lift its battered head.

 

They waited for fairness,

an equal opportunity

to speak their truth,

and get the respect

they have earned

through patience and

pure determination.

 

They believed in

the integrity and

principles of

this country,

and its ability

to rise above

pettiness and

the need to win.

 

So they watched,

And they learned:  

Time could not erase

ingrained prejudices,

the need for men

to shame those

who waited to see

justice done.

 

They learned: 

it is up to

them to rise

as an army

And fight for

the right

To be heard,

and finally believed.

 

March with us,

come and save

your friends

and daughters

from society’s

need to keep

women silent

and afraid.

Yu/stan/kema

 

 

 

 

Where The Wild flowers Grow.

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I went down to the meadow

Where the wild flowers grow.

I could see the tall ripe wheat

Dance where the wind blows. 

 

Found on Pinterest on 8-26-18. Photo by Tony Craddock. Science photo library.Wild Flower Meadow.

I felt some tear drops  fall

Down to the fertile ground,

As old memories of the past

Came and gathered around.

 

I met my loved one here.

He was gathering a bouquet

Of daisies and wild roses,

Which he gave away,

 

To me as I was standing

In the rays of the sun.

We laughed and chased each other

Until the day was done.

 

He told me he was leaving

To fight in a war overseas.

He said he’d love me forever,

And gave me a gentle squeeze.

 

Year after year I waited,

Down in the meadow for him.

Every year my heart broke,

Watching hope grow dim.

 

A man drove to town to tell me,

His son had died in the war.

He had left a letter for me,

One I could not ignore.

 

I took it down to the meadow,                              

Found on Pinterest on 8-26-18. Sierra Beach. theodysseyonline.com property of-jesustumblr.com.

And read his words in the wind.

I wept for the loss of my loved one,

And the pain that had no end.

 

He wrote “that he really loved me,

And did not want to die,

But God was coming to take him

To a meadow in the sky.”

 

“And when Your life is  over,

Ask where the wild flowers grow.

God will take you to me

For God loves us so.”

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

 

 

 

 

 

 

Bringing In The Light.

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There is a Light, a soft Light,

Much brighter than the sun,

And it is now available

For you and every one.

 

No need to fear the darkness                                    

Found on Pinterest on 12-17-16. Purple meteor.indulgy.com

Or getting lost some day,

For God will light the path

That will take you home to stay.

 

All you have to do now

Is let the Light come in.

Accept the Holy Spirit,

And let God be your friend.

 

When your life is over 

And you want to go home,

A soft Light will guide you

And you’ll never be alone.

-Yu/stan/kema-

Grief Brings Heaven Or Hell.

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Grief comes like a quiet thief                                  

Found on Pinterest on 2-9-16..Graphicdesignfunction. Conceptual photography. Helping hand.

In the middle of the night.

It shakes and rattles the soul

And removes all that is bright.

 

Grief brings forth mighty rage

And takes away happiness.

It leads a soul to hell

To doubt God’s righteousness.

 

Grief causes a loss of reason

And brings the mind to its knees.

It often destroys trust

And causes hope to cease.

 

Yet, grief can cause the heart

To turn and reach for love.

It can bring the soul to ask

For God’s help from above.

 

Grief can bring forth change

In the life filled with despair.

It can cause a heart to give,

Help others, and show it cares.

 

It can cause a man to throw

His selfish pride to the ground,

And admit he can’t do it himself

Without God coming around.

 

Grief can bring heaven or hell

Into the life of a man.

It’s really up to him

To do whatever he can.

-Yu/stan/kema-

Prayer For The Dead.

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The sound of silence wraps me

In a blanket of soft white clouds.

I stand at your fresh-dug grave

And pray with my head bowed.

 

Only you and God can hear it,

These words whispered in my mind.

I pray you are free from your pain

And now have, what you wanted to find.

 

You deserve peace and comfort,

Free from the troubles of this world;

A body full of health and strength;

And your fingers straight, uncurled.

 

I know you must be in heaven,

Hearing the sweet angels sing.

Enjoy the many blessings 

Eternal Life can bring.

-Yu/stan/kema-

 

Favorite Poems I Like #9: “Who Loves A Garden.”

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WHO LOVES A GARDEN

Found on Pinterest on 6-1-17. Still flying by Mohan Duwal on Fivehundredpal.

Who loves a garden

Finds within his soul

Life’s whole;

He hears the anthem of the soil

While ingrates toil;

And see beyond his little sphere

The waving fronds of heaven, clear.

-LOUISE SEYMOUR JONES-

 

 

“I have always found peace and comfort in a garden. It is a magical place where miracles are found. Connection to God is palpable here.”    Yu/stan/kema.

Nature Is A Healer.

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When the world becomes too heavy

To carry on your back, my child,

Take some time to leave behind

All your worries in the Wild.

 

Learn to travel in the forest.                                                      

Found on Pinterest on 4-29-17. bonitavista.tumblr.com. Mayford Woods, CrewKerne, Somerset.

Name the trees that you see.

Lie beneath them and study

Bark and leaves from every tree.

 

Kneel and study moss and lichens.

It’s a place where fairies play.

Ponder every tiny insect

As you walk along your way.

 

While the light fades to darkness,

Build a fire in a safe place.

Warm your fingers by the flames.

Thank God for this sacred space.

 

Learn to gaze upon the night sky.

Watch the stars blink and shine.                                       

Found on Pinterest on 12-17-16. Stephen Hayward. Stars

All your troubles will seem small,

As you sleep beneath the Pine.

 

In times of trouble, we are given

Gifts from God’s treasure store.

Nature has the power to heal us

And teach us so much more. 

-Yu/stan/kema-