‘He Will Call’ Await many with internal drumsbeating a painfulirregular thump. Needed–sedating to aid ones crawling overdaily tragicallyascending life-threateninghumps until a promised “new heavens”plus “a new earth” where righteousnessdwells Prevails. While over international flowing rivers,global mountains, seemingly drying up‘love’s’ hewn outwells, temperatures erupthuman volcanos. Boiled over–angry red lava. Rapidly in fear or victoryour trembling hearts … More ‘HE WILL CALL’

By Whose Authority. . . “On one of the days while he was teaching the peoplein the temple and declaring the good news, the chief priests and the scribes with the elderscame and said to him: “Tell us, by what authority do you do these things?Or who gave you this authority?” He replied to them:“I … More By Whose Authority. . .

When ‘Wicked Sprout’ and ‘Wrongdoers Flourish’ “Like a dream when one wakes up,O Jehovah, When you rouse yourself, you will dismiss their image.”Ps. 73:20. *** In a bubble of ‘despair’or in a bubble breathing ‘hope’ while outside your fragile bubbleair is an electrifiedglobal frenzy of violence, destruction, and apathy… which helps you ‘cope’ untilsuddenly relievedby a blessed … More When ‘Wicked Sprout’ and ‘Wrongdoers Flourish’

Raising eyes heaven high;revel in amazing creation to glorify. Relish lullabyraindrops or balmy windrefreshing on parched skin; Rectified frazzled nerves; pacifiedreturning fears. Reaching, successful recaughtradiant butterflies regal and free. Releasedresilient to flower our skies. Relive cherished moments.Return thanks.Remain calm; lament…. retry not to–never. Reasons to live. Remember…our senses we enjoyreveal Our Creator’s love. Hisreoccurring generosity; … More A Generous Gift

‘A Light of Nations’ “You will be witnesses of me… to the most distant part of the earth.”Acts 1:8. For: “I have also given you as a light of nations, so that my salvation may reach the ends of the earth.” Isa. 49:6. Yes!…“Go, therefore, and make disciplesof people of all the nations, baptizing themin the name of the Father and … More ‘A Light of Nations’

Daniel, Alexander, and Me. . . “The two-horned ram that you sawstands for the kings of Meʹdi·a and Persia. The hairy male goat stands for the king of Greece; and the great horn that was between its eyesstands for the first king. As for the horn that was broken,so that four stood up instead of … More Daniel, Alexander, and Me. . .

I Believe In. . . (Contest / I believe in….) I believe insought-silence to enlighten. To refineas I sit near a silver topped river. Tranquil, I recline under a weeping willow.Not a widow at this time. Still, I wonder of such things of woeand evil inclined… I gaze upwardsthrough long, narrow, light-green leaves for answers … More I Believe In. . . (Contest / I believe in….)

Favor Felt I saw leafy branches being flung north and south,east and west, by windswhipping dangerously, I do attest. Actually watchedfrom where I sat. Thought myself safe.Knew what was best. As thunder roared.As lightening flashed. With no one sightedrunning frightfully aboutin an unprepared dashnear me. No conduct rash but my own… I’d cracked open my … More FAVOR FELT

Embrace It In this age,this day of varied, swift change, of ‘flippant’ phraseson which ‘hopeless’ do hang– as a saying: ‘Peace and Security!’boggles the brain for wars aplenty rumble our terrainand blood flows freely to consciences stain, on whose wordsthat hoover over national plains should we ‘hold’ as a banner of ‘truth’to wave, to blow, … More Embrace It

We March On. . . 21st Century Love During a Time of Violence: Wayne & Sabrina Chap. Eight https://allpoetry.com/poem/16635027-We-March-On.-.-.-21st-Century-Love-During-a-Time-of-Violence-Wayn-by-Seah-Ray A cloudless sky overheadstars welcomed Sabrinaher congregation of friendsold/young peers exiting Latino Flair a family restaurantamid smiles, congratulations, cheers for not only passing her finalsgraded high but with a paper plus videohighlighting creationwhich also diminished her fearof public … More We March On. . . 21st Century Love During a Time of Violence: Wayne & Sabrina Chap. Eight