Ephemeral Senectitude: Poem

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From The Heart, Meaning of Life

Ephemeral Senectitude

       Days of pastel blues and lusterless reds could fill the inevasible blind pages to come.  I have seen the splendor of my own antecedence, or rather the privation there of.  Once bound in a twirl of youthful folly now I marvel, can they not see?  I think they too, as I once, choose drunkenly, willfully to be ensnared by the false comfort of never‑ending youth; the pervasive, there will be time.

Though I have traveled many roads and stumbled on paths bleak, yet onward I plod; defiant, I stand in the face of waning possibilities.  Though it may seem as brackish waters to the weak of spirit, nevertheless, I thrive.  I have decided to dominate that which lies waste.  Failure, you shall not take me!

 

I swim in a sea of spring-tide, the deep brims with life about me, yet I find

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Eternal Hope: Poem

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Love, Meaning of Life

Ever endure and never give up!

Eternal Hope

Decades passed entrenched in great, deep abiding hope

In joy of life we danced and sang and loved and drank in life’s inordinate soul

Valiantly I fought to keep the love of life alive

Alas alone my partner drank my strength till hope did die

Yet on I plod, in endless hope to find again that spring

But I had not a partner true to save me when I screamed:

Help, save me, catch me quick for in the mire I sink

For hope long lost can drag one down beneath the hopeful spring.

For abides the endless depth of never ending hope

From fools who plod alone until hope has drowned their soul.

Then from said soul the spring of hope is fed so others stride

Until they feed eternal hope until they too do stride.

By Steven R. Harrel                                        March 28^th 2014

Time A Wasted: Poem

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Hearing God's Voice, Love, Meaning of Life

Time A Wasted

Oh folly of man, oh arrogance of my kindred, whilst thou would not humblest thyself in the knowledge of thy God and recognize His greatness amidst the bottomless quality of thy immeasurable comparative insignificance, others accomplish His will whilst thy bosom remains empty.

By Steven R. Harrel                                             11/29/2010

Writing just for the joy of writing. 

This Side of the Whirlwind: HIM

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Creation, From The Heart, Love, Steven R. Harrel for This Side of the Whirlwind

Him

His eyes never blinking

His tears bring the rains,

 

His image ever growing in love, knowledge and change.

Time without ending, His creation fraught with pain;

Then with love overflowing in a world He made with joy

His grace it keeps and keeps on going to His glorious evermore.

 

By Steven R. Harrel  8/11/2018

Simply for your reading enjoyment, hopefully. 🙂

This Side of the Whirlwind: Throbs

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From The Heart, Love

Throbs

 

I selected this poem today because it has been on my mind for several days; I didn’t and don’t have any specific reason.

I do however remember being in such a great mood on the day I wrote “Throbs”. When I read it this morning the poem suggested I was suffering from some crisis of the heart or soul, but (Thank the Lord!) I was not.

I hope you enjoy this poem for it is one I truly enjoyed writing back in 2012 and reading again today.  The Lord bless you one and all!

Throbs

O God!  Shake my heart, shake my heart,

The Crooner’s Moon: Poetry

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From The Heart, Love, Meaning of Life, Steven R. Harrel for This Side of the Whirlwind

For your reading pleasure:

 

The Crooner’s Moon

 

Bright is the light of a romancing moon

Matters not the hue nor the fullness, we croon,

Our hearts set free thus we serenade,

In the shadows of night where our passions are splayed

Pure shade of light, penumbral bliss

Slight the bright of day just a lunar kiss.

Sweet glancing lips like the breezes of May,

Remorse unwept for the games we play.

Spring conveys such forces unleashed,

Boundless sighs, passion replete,

Follies commenced, endless thirsts and desires,

Till moon is spent upon our crooner’s sweet fires.

 

You in Me! Poetry

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From The Heart, Hearing God's Voice, Love, Meaning of Life, Steven R. Harrel for This Side of the Whirlwind

Blessed Be – You in Me!

Blessed be the King of kings who gave me you and gave you me.

The grace of your smile which brings one all my own,

My lips to your nose which makes my heart yearn and glad I’m not alone,

The tingling’s of my heart as your eyes meet mine,

The unction of our souls in communion divine

There you are, my love; in you I am complete.

There you are, my sweet, in you my love replete.

Deep down and beyond where no other could go or see,

Profoundly you abound in the interior of that which makes me, me.

Still, I am part of you, in all the important ways,

And where ever you may look within, you cannot escape my loving, gentle and devoted face.

For I am deep within who you are, as you are ever part of all I become.

How can you not forever but love me even as I in you must love your soul?

In you forever I am, and in me resides you as we walk hand in hand with our Lord,

God in me, in you and we, in Him the Three are more!

I love you for now and forever, your love in deed and we are friends.

I’ll be with you forever and until beyond the end.

My love, my heart, my friend.

Forever and All Times

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From The Heart, God, Hearing God's Voice, Meaning of Life, Steven R. Harrel for This Side of the Whirlwind

Lord, long, I have known You,

     Gave You my life, heart and soul,

With all my strength I’ve served You,

      By Your grace forever it shall be so.

Then willfully I abandoned,

      Commandments You did bring,

To me whom much was given,

      The same required indeed.

I knew it was forbidden,

      Thus great punishment deserved, received.

For years You plied Your lessons

      Till certain I had learned,

I missed Your sweet, sweet presence,

      My heart’s most central yearn!

I thought You would dismiss it,

      As a friend to friend miss-deed,

But I Forgot -- God, --Creator,

      Much more than friend to me art Thee!

Forgive my trespass grievous

      Against My God, my King, my Friend,

Most erudite of lessons,

      Help me n’er to err again!

I need You Lord, my Savior,

      My God, Redeemer, dear Friend,

At all times, ever beside me,

      May Your Spirit, Your love n’er be missed again,

I love You Lord, more than living,

        Forever and all times in Your presence beyond the end.

To: The Great & Almighty God,  From: a least and wayward son