The Poetry of Spirituality
Tag: joy
. A sceptical mind was all I could find as I peered inside at my own desolation . All that I’d found was the sound of my thinking my good thoughts retreating . And all the stress Of all my feeling . Then turning the pages of a book I read words that hit me … Continue reading The Progress of the Soul
Not in knowledge or conversions in healings, exorcisms, or raisings of the dead is to be found perfect happiness But despite hostility, assault and attack to praise God daily therein he said is perfect joy. Image by Yamid arevalo castro from Pixabay
A vision of friends with the wounds of compassion . Now clothed in garments of joy who had watched him dying . Now know the healing scars that pass all understanding. . Image by pixel2013 from Pixabay
Make your own Sunshine weather . Though skies Are glooming grey . And your heart Is downturning . And you feel You’ve lost your way . Make your own Sunshine weather . At the cradle Of the day . And grow in grace And beauty . As you go The joyful way. .
(Always Beyond Defeat cycle #2) ~ Two women greet Their bodies carry suns ~ Each will meet God ~ In different forms Of sacrifice and joy ~ And yet for now They can rejoice ~ Each will bring to birth A blessed boy. ~ ~ This is the next in a cycle of poems inspired … Continue reading Meeting God
There is an end to the silent wailing of the heart . The anxious furrow of the mind stretches not to eternity . And as night is succeeded by day so the weight of your world . Will drift joyfully, imperceptibly away. .
The grass trembles In the May breeze How easy it is To discover The fragile free mind Here in the hills uncover The gift I had lost of joy The unkindness of life Had made me lose faith In the goodness of soul Yet here the whole Of the world Is wrapped in God Like … Continue reading The Whole of the World is Wrapped in God
It is by steps We travel the spiritual way Not always A sudden transfiguration But the wings of angels Point the way To the endlessness Of joy in celebration.
In the transcendent moment Of an evening sunset A blackbird sings As if a celebration Of the joy Of everything.
Rejoice in the rock The foundation of time The heights of the mountains The depths of the seas Pinnacle of wisdom Foothills of glee Rejoice in the rock The foundation of me. Inspired by Psalm 95
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