Even Christ

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Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar

Even Christ was a child once!
So how can you be anything else?
Even Christ was a child once!
So be gentle with yourself.
Yeah, be gentle with yourself.

1. You might be all grown up on the outside,
But on the inside you still cry.
Oh don’t be sad or let it make you mad,
And here’s the reason why.

2. You might take care of children and others,
Thinkin’ no one cares for you.
Oh don’t give up or hold back your love,
‘Cause you are precious too.

3. You might be lookin’ for an answer
To somethin’ you don’t understand.
Oh be a child with a faithful mind,
And know the pow’r at hand.
Refrain: (Twice)

Be gentle with yourself.

Cutting Edge

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Instrument: Brio – Red Cedar Concert Ukulele

1. So many rules to follow in this life,
At work and school and in the places
Where we sleep at night.
And as we try obeying all the rules,
Let’s take the time to realize
The Principle of Truth!

2. Each lifetime is a classroom or a stage
With all the props and prizes
As rewards if we behave.
And as we do our best to play the part,
Let’s never miss the bliss of being
Who we are at heart!

And the whisp’ring hopes convey
There is a better way!
So listen to the Spirit
As you meditate and pray!

3. We see our health as anything but strong,
The treatments running rampant
Like the litany of wrongs.
And as we ask the questions for a cure,
Let’s bring to mind the One Divine
Who healed us all before!

And when the Spirit speaks, oh may we hear!

‘Cause We’re living on the cutting edge of Consciousness,
Where we can seek and find our purpose here.
The only thing to do,
It’s simple but it’s true,
Is keep our mind and body pathways clear
And do the Will of Spirit in good cheer!

Breaking Point

I had a break with life one day,
Or over many years-
But in a moment hit the brake
With whiplash to the fears.

You might call it an accident
With consequences sore,
Yet I soar with the Spirit now
And couldn’t ask for more!

There’s poor and there are destitute
Who own a mansion grand
And can’t pour out their bless’ed gifts
To lend a helping hand.

So when you’re at the breaking point,
Fear not for mind and soul!
The sole result of braking free
Is standing tall and whole!

Written for Lillian’s Poetics prompt at dVerse,
Homophone Me!

Carried Away

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New Testament Quotations

from New American Standard Bible (NASB)

And the Word became flesh, and dwelt among us, and we saw His glory, glory as of the only begotten from the Father, full of grace and truth.
–John 1:14

Let your light shine before men in such a way that they may see your good works, and glorify your Father who is in heaven.
–Matthew 5:16

When evening came, they brought to Him many who were demon-possessed; and He cast out the spirits with a word, and healed all who were ill. This was to fulfill what was spoken through Isaiah the prophet: “HE HIMSELF TOOK OUR INFIRMITIES AND CARRIED AWAY OUR DISEASES.”
–Matthew 8:16-17

Carried Away – Lyrics

Instrument: Tempo – Seagull Excursion Folk Acoustic Guitar

Carried away, carried away!
Bondage and sickness are carried away!

1. Christ is the vessel of one perfect Word,
Speaking away every feeling of hurt;
So we may glorify God and His work,
Sickness is carried away!

2. Christ is the only begotten from God,
Showing compassion in deed and in thought;
So we may know every blessing He brought,
Sickness is carried away!

3. Christ is the vessel that carries us through,
Offering solace for me and for you;
So we may seek Him and live in the truth,
Sickness is carried away!
Refrain: (Twice)


Healing Consciousness Revisited

Ask for spiritual support.

It Ain’t Me

“It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for,”*
No matter what you say.
You’re lookin’ for an actor’s part
I’m not equipped to play.

“It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for”
In everything you do.
You’re lookin’ for distractions brief
TO fill the void in you.

“It ain’t me you’re lookin’ for,”
Despite your whirling mind.
You’re lookin’ for the brilliant Light:
Your soul’s eternal shine!

*Quote from
“It Ain’t Me Babe” by Bob Dylan.

Written for Björn’s prompt at

Junk Mail

I got mail today
and it was junk.

One from an insurance agency
that has no idea what it would be like
to “insure” me anything! 😀

The other was a credit card offer…
“You’re pre-approved!” it proclaimed
in huge letters,
not knowing the slightest thing
about whom it was proclaiming… me! 😀

I got mail today
and it was junk,
double junk even.
It wasn’t bills,
requests for money,
sweepstakes offers,
or loud advertisements.

It was junk
and required no action.

Now if that isn’t something to celebrate,
one of those tiny miracles we too rarely acknowledge,
Then I don’t know what is!

Come on, join me!
Celebrate your junk mail today
and be happy!

If by chance
you didn’t get any snail mail today,
not one single slip of paper,
well, isn’t that a good thing, too?

So celebrate that!

Written for Walt’s celebration prompt at

…and the earth prays

lillian the home poet

Clouds slung over land
like a prayer shawl before the dawn.
They cling softly to earth’s shoulders,
until sun begins to warm her soul.
Mist slowly slips away
leaves moisture upon her limbs,
like tear drops shed in supplication
seeking grace for this day.

Monday’s quadrille (a poem of exactly 44 words) for dVerse, that virtual pub for poets, where today Kim is tending bar and folks are writing about clouds. Bar opens at 3 PM Boston time. Stop on over and imbibe in more clouds. Photos from a past trip to Alaska.

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