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Luke Le Bree

God is about to make the shadows rise from your soul

And you couldn’t make that happen, Brother,

He will turn you around and led the folk to hold you

Higher than before

The odds are God has you in his sight

He won’t let you fight the battle any longer

God is reaching out, he is in control.

Walk on through the voice I am here

Amen🕊

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Heart 💜

I hid my heart in a nest of roses,
Out of the sun’s way, hidden apart;
In a softer bed then the soft white snow’s is,
Under the roses, I hid my heart.
Why would it sleep not?

Why should it start,
When never a leaf of the rose-tree stirred?
What made sleep flutter his wings and part?
Only the song of a secret bird.
Lie still, I said, for the wind’s wing closes,
And mild leaves muffle the keen sun’s dart;
Lie still, for the wind on the warm seas dozes,
And the wind is unquieter yet than thou art.
Does a thought in thee still as a thorn’s wound smart?
Does the fang still fret thee of hope deferred?
What bids the lips of thy sleep disport?
Only the song of a secret bird.
The green land’s name that a charm encloses,
It was never writ in the traveller’s chart,
And sweet on its trees as the fruit that grows is,
It was never sold in the merchant’s mart.
The swallows of dreams through its dim fields dart,
And sleep’s are the tunes in its tree-tops heard;
No hound’s note wakens the wildwood hart,
Only the song of a secret bird.
Envoy
In the world of dreams, I have chosen my part,
To sleep for a season and hear no word
Of true love’s truth or light love’s art,
Only the song of a secret bird.

Hummingbird Flight
Of the Rose

JFASTEREFT MODERN IMPRESSIONIST POET 🕊🕊

“WHAT DREAMS MAY COME!” December 18, 2017 (Monday)

You will never walk alone

a.k.a.: “NO!”
a.k.a.: “I Don’t Wanna Hear That – Tell Me Something Else, OK?”

a.k.a.: “Yes, Pain Comes! Do Not Worry About It – For IF There Is Too Much, THE GOOD LORD (L. O. L.) Will Make You Just Pass Out! Life Sucks, Doesn’t IT? Or, Maybe, It Is GLORIOUS BEYOND MEASURE – We Choose – To Live Or Die. Is There An Instruction Manual Around Here?”

a.k.a.: “IF I Am Sent To Hell, I Am Liable To Come Back With A Report, An Analysis And A Problem-Solution Recommendation! Dang Me! 🙂 “

a.k.a.: “A Love Letter To LOVE: [Dear Love, Please Just Shut Up And Be Mushy!]”

{from a dream:} A woman is running down the street! She’s in a dream – BUT – It’s NOT COMPLETE!

She’s carrying a baby in her arms, And the baby’s dying, with no alarms!

I cry and cry and cry some more,

And let the feelings really floor

ME – Put them DEEP,

Must-avoid the stress,

Forevermore –

Switch Address!

And go to REPLAY or OPTIONAL END,

To see

Another

Dream, My Friend!

In THIS one, baby DOESN’T die,

The tyke grows up and learns to fly,

Yet, in the dream, results are SAD,

I AM NOT saying that they’re “bad,”

But BABY, as adult – INSANE! Beyond ALL notions of humane!

Baby learns to kill a lot – Of creatures, people –

Things get HOT!

A-serial-killer Baby Becomes! or filled-with-disease!

SORROW NUMBS!

So, this scenario – is pretty grim! for baby AND mama –

Let’s CRY FOR HIM!

And US and THE WORLD – This World MUST cry,

For ALL scenarios (pause)

By and by,

In This World, so sorrow filled,

Let’s take our pick – We’re ALL so willed!

We’re SO reluctant to accept – THE NOW

Because –

UNPLEASANT THINGS,

some how,

OCCUR – with each outcome we see!

So, IF all options are known to me,

Will I not pick the one THEY call

“2 Evils Lesser,”

I recall:

A man, a cross and BLOOD

A LOT –

With jeering over-some-mama’s TOT!

Feeling terror that her son, is dying UP THERE – not much fun!

But-Jesus-and-baby-“open-her-eyes,”

AND SAY THIS THING:

“I’m SURE to rise!

We’re pawns of stuff that’s going on,

This life’s a Mystery (long pause – like an eternity maybe)

MAY-YOUR-TEARS-BE-GONE!” 🙂

fin. <3

“Love triangle didn’t quite cover it. We were more of a pentagram. My best friend had told my fiance a secret. One that he wouldn’t share with me. Until I threatened to dump him.”

“Love triangle didn’t quite cover it. We were more of a pentagram. My best friend had told my fiance a secret. One that he wouldn’t share with me. Until I threatened to dump him.” by https://link.medium.com/h7y9uFCiyT