~Love Tames. CordieB.

I am kind and patient; not boastful or proud…

I am all knowing, yet humble; not boisterous or loud

I am secure in my stead; not untrusting or jealous

I keep no scores of bad deeds;  I’m forgiving….unrebellious

I am thankful for mine; of your’s I’m not envious

I don’t hold resentment to ferment my soul…

In-line with my spirit, it is compassion I hold!

I’m not judgmental; I allow others to be…

That which they are; so their souls might be free

Knowing we all are created from the same mighty force

Good, bad or indifferent; of the same Holy source!

I rejoice in the truth; refrain from deception…

Persevere with great hope, amid pain or rejection.

Not easily angered, remaining kind and protective…

Willing to look closely at life from another’s perspective.

I am the foundation of all Creation thereof…

I’m the most powerful, unfailing, Spirit of all

…I Am the Spirit of Love…

~Written by CordieB, Inspired by 1st Corinthian’s 13 and of course….. Love.

Quote for the Day:  When I was a child, I talked like a child; I thought like a child; I reasoned like a child. As I grew, I put childish ways behind me. Then I saw but a poor reflection, as in a mirror. Now I see face to face. Then, I knew only in part. Now I know fully and I am fully known.

And now these three remain…

Faith

Hope

Love

But the greatest of these is…

LOVE

~1 Corinthians 13, The Bible

Another Quote:  Knowing is realizing we don’t know it all ~CordieB.

Peace, Light and Love….

The Sands of Ebony Time Shows on My Face
The bitter – sweetness of life and love leaves its trace
From whence an infant of purity and subtle innocence
To the ageless beauty of a woman’s essense
The lines shown around my deep brown eyes
Map a life of much laughter, joys and cries
My hands are wearing down like melten butter
From years of living love; caring for self and others

The expressions on my face reflect so clear
Wisdom and insight gained throughout the years
Living and loving through thick and thin
Embracing God’s grace and mercy of love within

Sharing my gift of love with countless souls
Experiencing the allness of life as time takes its toll
On the temporary shell for my spirit as life’s novel reveals
More mysteries for the heart; if my Creator so wills

Reeping the blessing of so many souls
Gracious of the puzzle that makes life whole
For me as the time passes so quickly it seems
Like only yesterday, I dreamth my very first dreams

As the sands of time harmonize with the winds of fate
that causes all soul’s shells to disinigrate and dissipate
but love and the inner soul survives, energizes and recreates
Thus the cycle of life recycles to invigorate . .

The newborne babe who starts life anew
Through his eyes and cries he reaches out to me and you.
In the eyes of the young we realize life’s wonders beginning again;
Awsomely, were all intricately weaved in a bigger plan . . .

To ensure that love for life continues on . . .
By sharing love, wisdom and knowlege when we inspire and pass on. . .
the Hands of Ebony Time’s blessed love-life seed
To all kindred spirits whose souls we feed.

~Written By CordieB.

PS.  If you read this on my pictorial blog; it has changed somewhat.  Of course I didn’t change one of my most dearest reader’s favorite line in the poem.  I write this to remind us that although age takes its toll on the body, love and time makes the spirit stronger indeed.  Pass on your love and embrace the love of others to ensure that your spirit remains strong yet gentle.  For one sweet day when the spirit’s shell is ready for rest, you will find peace, joy and comfort in the love you’ve given and received. 

Peace, Light and Love, CordieB.

Thru the Fire ~Sketched by CordieB.

What is it that I wish to shed?

A foot that feels it’s filled with lead

A sunrise giving light to dread

Another day must be lived on

With empty promises never born

What is it I wish to reveal…

Beneath the darkened shadowed veal?

If I have the strength to exfoliate

The deadened skin – the armored plate

That grew and calloused over faith

What shall I find beneath the skin?

Soft fleshy cells where life begins?

A moment to begin anew?

The healing of fresh morning dew

When all surfaces have fallen apart

Love sheds light upon the darkened heart

~Written by CordieB.

Posted for and inspired by Wishcasting Wednesday:  What do you wish to shed?  Join us in casting your wishes each Wednesday! 

And so it will be so!

Peace, Light and Love,

CordieB.

This is an update from a post I wrote last year – I’ve added and deleted some of my thanks givings from last year…  As you can see, I’ve been blessed throughout the year.  Also, I present to you a  riddle to help exercise the thankful brain.

1. Today I am thankful that my pain is subsiding. pain is gone!

2. Today I am thankful that I have a good man who deals with my pain with me in a supporting, loving manner.

3. Today I am thankful that my children are doing well.

4. Today I am thankful for the warmth of the summer.

5. Today I am thankful that my fever is subsiding I can’t even remember the fever I spoke of last year.

6.  Today I am thankful for another year to live and love and that nothing is constant but change   (Added today, July 15th, 2010)

What were you thankful for last year this time?  What are you thankful for Today?

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Spiritual Riddle

I am the sin of grave covetousness

Bound to mine own self righteousness

Neglecting inner consciousness…

for all my mind craves to possess

I’m the root of imbalance in the land

As visioned pleasures I expand

Amid the poor and weakened man

To whom I dare not lend a hand…

Convincing self in false delight

that I deserve all in my plight…

What I consume is mine own right…

as daytime surely follows night…

The sad thing is I’m never filled,

as nothing ever quite fulfills

the hollow heart that slowly kills

my soul by short lived external thrills…

Hoarding more than I need

can’t quench the thirst of internal needs

with a starving soul and a heart that bleeds…

and decayed root bearing no fruit nor seed…

because one foolishly concedes

to me, (Who Am I – Click Below for Riddle Answer)

The Deadly Sin of Greed

~Written by CordieB.

 – Eknath Easwaran

Rainbow ~Courtesy of Just.Luc

With a ray of hope

And a glass half full…

And a mindset of

All is possible…

She cast her dreams

To the land of potential…

Awaiting with patience…

The inconsequential.

With dire belief…

Without brawn or tear

Only pure optimism

That her ship was near.

But that dream ship sail

Never came in view

Yet she always knew

Luck was overdue….

As the days passed on

And the years flew by…

Looking  back on life

She asked a simple why…

And the dream she’d cast

Replied over the rainbow

Though you watered the pot

Not a seed did you sow. . .

~Written by CordieB

Thought for the Day…Especially for all perpetual dreamers…

Remember to plant your seeds before you water your pots

And,

Even if your big dream is to hit the lotto, you’ve got to play to win…baby!

Peace, Light and Love,

CordieB.

Weeping Willow ~Courtesy of Sheep Purple

The Weeping Willow sings a somber song
Of distant seasons long past gone
Of present moments seeming far too long…
Of lovers gazing into each other’s eyes
Perhaps returning with sad goodbyes
Of mothers wishing upon far away stars
For safe return of sons and daughters in wars
Of fathers praying please send him home
Alive and well; safe from harm.

As I sat beneath the old willow tree,
I watch the children play freely
A priceless price was paid to watch them run
And jump, and skip beneath the sun
I know a war is over there…
But in my world war is everywhere
The war of boys who think they’re men
Killing neighbors’ sons; even their own kin
Senseless violence with no meaning…
Communities too afraid or complacent to intervene

Teens toting guns like boys with toys
No one’s brave or angry enough to make some noise
For every young man killed in Iraq
Might be two or three fallen around my block
Not for the freedoms we believe we know
But it’s the same old story; just a different show
Ego tricked minds taking what they feel is there’s
In Love and War, they say all is fair…
Youth brainwashed to take what’s not
The bigger the weapon, the bigger the lot

Gently, old Weeping Willow sways to and fro
Shedding dew drop tears for us below…
So here I sit under old Weeping Willow Tree
As she weeps good will for humanity
Lovingly we send a prayer with the passing wind…
God bring our children safely back home again….
And, if it’s not too much and in your plan
Please instill more love into the hearts of man

~Written by CordieB.

Balance -CordieB

Late evening contemplation in the park
 
sipping wine till light turns dark
 
picking minds and hearts apart
 
gazing at the wonderment of Sun’s retreat
 
as Moon assumes command; taking seat…
 
Sending Troup de Breezes; defeating stagnant heat
 
Mindless peeping as lovers fuss or swoon…
 
to birdie’s perfect God-sent tune…
 
‘Tis Life’s balance at the park in June

Written by CordieB

Quote for the Day…”All is Fair in Love and War” ~John Lyly’s ‘Euphues’ (1578)??

Submitted for simply snickers prompt.  This week’s prompt words are:  peep, park, pick.

Love, Fear and Enlightenment ~CordieB.

She gazed upon his deep brown eyes
Glaized with love and fear; confused yet wise
she knew he loved her desperately . . . .
he could not risk her flying free

She knew she loved him through all fate
with him she’d found her mirrored mate
but with his love came blind control
Though undeliberate, such control shackled her soul

She knew her love was full and true
but there were other things she also knew . . .
she knew she could not be contained
into the life for which he’d planned

She knew he had insecurities
that would never allow her to simply be
he’d always possess the fear of flight
of her souring endlessly into the night

But since her love was true and tried
she eased his fears; stayed by his side
dealt with his subtle controls of will
convinced his way was better still

In time she lost desire to feel . . .

the warmth of the glowing sun
the coolness of the rain upon
her gentle being which she’d dreamed of
she’d traded peace of mind for love . . .

but still the longing in her eyes
revealed a tale of silent cries
this only hightend his insecurites
gave way to anger; raged immaturities
he’d often, confused, demand her to leave
but she’d hold to her sweet reprieve . . .

then one blessed day so crystal clear
the god’s of earth’s great atmosphere
gave strength to follow the raged command
thus she left the home of her beloved man
which she had humorously dubbed the promise land

though she knew his words were those of fear
the god’s gave her insight true and clear
that though her love was tried and true
living that life again; she she could not do

she needed the ability to shed her tears
to speak or write her words without the fears
of disillusioned, often drunken anger
for which she feared might trigger danger

But still her love so pure remained
Yet her peace of mind was hence regained
she knew she really loved this man
but feared rejection and anger once again . . .

She bathed in sweet tranquilities
she felt she finally could breath
she missed his presense even so . . .
Yet there was a stranger she had to get to know

She needed to get to know herself
not live her life for someone else
she needed to live her own desires
find out what really sparked her fires

Again, her love was tried and true
but being alone was something she needed to do
she’d always ran from man to man
if one doesn’t work out; another one can
was often her motto for many years
so in fact she had never faced her inner fears
thus she found herself crying the same sad tears

She felt if she simply returned for love
the same problems would arise in time thereof
for although she loved him beyond compare
she knew she’d lost a part of self somewhere . . .

Ah yes! she loved him desperately
and felt there love was meant to be
but with raw emotions and fear intertwined
she risked loosing his love to find her mind

To be continued. . . .

~By CordieB

Princes of Peace ~CordieB.

Where does life start;

Where does life end,

What constitutes life?

How might life transcend?

Is there soul without life?

Is there life without soul?

Does the soul have a mind?

Does a soul make life whole?

Is there soul in the seed…

Before insemination?

Is there soul in the man

Who lacks inspiration?

Is there soul in the sperm…

Before it fertilizes…?

Does a soul fly away…

When the body has died?

Is there life in the Rock,

The River, the Tree…?

Does life live in you…

Does a soul live in me?

Is consciousness in all creation?

Does consciousness have limitation?

Is the soul a gap between…

Body…and consciousness…

Or is consciousness a gap between

Body and soul…

Or are body, consciousness, and soul

independent concepts

That sometimes work together…

To make us whole…

To form what we call

… LIFE…

Or are they…?

~Written by CordieB.

~Inspired by MasteryMistery – Thanks, MasteryMistery!

So…what do you think constitutes life ?  ?  ?