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A Call With God

Sat, 17 Jan 2026 17:54:30 GMT

Intro

Poem

Have you ever had a moment in your life

when your heart was filled with love and light?

With every step, you breathed inside,

with each breath — a prayer, far and near.

But underneath, you held a fear.

You tried so hard to be in charge,

lived through every shifting sight,

grasping tight to stake your claim,

but found, in truth, there was no fame.

You started to wonder — is this all?

Just dust destined to forget the call?

We age, we drift, we question how

it came to this, somehow.

You analyzed your mind

and invited it to be your crown,

so proud of what you figured out.

You used your logic as a way

to catch, to climb, to clear the way.

To reach the gate, to get ahead.

You called it fate, but truth instead,

it was control, clocked like a roll,

ego speaking clear and bold.

It got you far, but deep inside,

you were still lost,

trying to hold on to what you’d known,

what you had done, and what had hurt.

Until one day, you heard a sound,

a silence, yet so clear, untouched.

And you knew:

this is not the God of me.

The God of me has no demand,

no blame, no anger, hate, or shame.

The God of me does not define me

by what I think, or what they’ve done.

That day, you cried,

tears did not release despair, no.

They rolled down your cheeks with joy,

with music in the air.

And you wondered,

is this how we’re meant to feel?

Not by self-abuse or fleeing gold,

not by timelines pecked in stone.

Is this the way we were destined

to become a whole?

This life — it’s granted.

It’s a gift, an honor simply

to be here, to see the sky,

to touch the tree.

And when you doubt or wonder why,

I ask of you — now close your eyes.

Embrace the softness flowing through,

let every breath come back to you.

Let love become your sacred rhyme.

Your presence — it is divine.

Not in your work, your task, or time.

The play you thought was yours

was never yours alone.

You wrote the script, played every role,

believed the stories told.

Yet in the depths of you,

it’s always been true:

this life is grand,

this life is yours.

Connect to the earth,

to grass beneath your feet,

to trees that whisper angel songs,

to birds in mist.

So now,

as you allow yourself to be,

unfold, dissolve, return to free,

let silence hum beneath your skin,

let truth begin from deep within.

Let go of roles, release the chase.

There’s nothing more you need to face.

No fight to win, no race to run.

Just breathe and feel,

you just become.

Not lost, not broken, not undone,

but found, restored,

and whole as one.

The Soul

Sat, 03 Jan 2026 21:15:10 GMT

Intro

Close your eyes.

Take a slow, deep breath in

And gently let it go.

Feel your body soften and let the weight of the day melt away.

With each breath, return home to the quiet within you that always knows.

There is a place inside you where time does not rush,

Where the soul remembers why it came here.

In this space there is nothing to fix, nothing to prove — only truth,

Pure, alive, breathing through your heart.

As you listen, let each word wash over you like a light.

Let it remind you of what you already are:

Love, freedom, and divine remembrance.

And now take one more breath,

And as you exhale, allow your soul to remember.

Poem

Inhale, breathe in — let life appear,

A sacred gift that draws you near.

This breath is holy, not for play,

Divinity guides each fleeting day.

Pause, and feel the ground below,

The roots that steady, the calm they show.

Relax your shoulders, soften hands,

The body listens, it understands.

Recall the paths that you have known,

The tears, the trials, how you’ve grown.

The nights you questioned, asking why,

Each moment lives, not cast aside.

They told you, “Be perfect, don’t fall astray,

Work without pause, push night into day.

Follow the rules, obey, conform,

Be strong, keep going through every storm.”

But what if wholeness lives inside,

A blend of truth you need not hide?

Of peace and chaos, doubt and might,

Of shadow’s veil and soul’s pure light.

Breathe in the sun, let golden rays flow,

Exhale the weight, release, let go.

Tears like rivers cleanse the pain,

Each drop a blessing, not in vain.

What if emotions locked away,

Returned to guide you here today?

Your pain transformed, your doubt the key,

Your wounds now speak your truth within.

Even through nights of fear and fight,

Your soul held close to God’s own light.

It whispered softly, “You are free,

You are divine — remember Me.”

Now stand in power, arms open wide,

The ocean of peace runs deep inside.

No voice, no book defines your care,

Your soul has led you everywhere.

Affirm with breath, repeat, believe:

“I am whole. I am light. I am free.

I trust the wisdom of my soul.

I do remember — I am whole.”

The noise dissolves, the world grows still,

You rest aligned with God’s pure will.

Your soul, your light, your truth breaks free,

Whispers within: I am. I am me.

How Often

Sat, 27 Dec 2025 21:24:06 GMT

Intro

How often do you forget today

waiting for tomorrow to give you

what your heart was ready to receive now.

How often do you silence what matters most

the voice that longs to speak,

the touch that asks to be felt,

the breath that wants to remind you… you are alive.

You think peace will come when the world settles,

but peace only meets you when you do.

You wait for the perfect moment,

yet life keeps unfolding

in the one you’re already in.

There is no “someday.”

There is only now

this sacred, fleeting, trembling moment

that will never come again.

So pause.

Let your shoulders drop.

Feel the air move through you.

Remember the faces that shaped you,

the love that still lingers in your chest,

the light that found you

when you weren’t looking.

This isn’t just a poem.

It’s a remembering.

A whisper from your soul asking

How often have you truly lived?

How often have you loved without fear?

How often have you honored the beauty

of this very moment

the only one you’ll ever really have?

Poem

I feel awakened, now and then,

By fleeting thoughts, by where and when.

Not from the pain, but from the grace

Of moments time cannot replace.

I wonder why we chase, delay,

The simple truths along our way.

I ask my soul, I ask the sky

Why do we live and not ask why?

To those we’ve loved, to those we’ve lost,

We hold their light, no matter cost.

I look around and softly sigh,

Where did the years so quickly fly?

When did I start to build and plan

To raise a child, to hold a hand?

To write my name on legal forms,

And trade in play for daily norms?

Why did I spend such time on doubt,

When joy was always reaching out?

What did I need the world to see

To prove a truth that lived in me?

Where did I long to dance and roam,

To sit by sea, to call it home?

To taste the wind, to chase the stars,

To walk with wonder near and far?

How did I gift my sacred hours

To voices stealing all my powers?

And yet, there came a few so rare,

Who cracked me open with their care.

They shifted all I thought I knew,

They dared me to be still, be true.

And in their eyes, I saw a flame

A call to rise, not play the game.

I used to run from depth and grace,

To keep up with the frantic pace.

But slowly, I began to hear

A softer song, more true, more clear.

And you, dear friend, how oft do you

Void the mirror, dodge the view?

How often do you chase the fame,

To fill the space where stillness came?

How often do we miss the chance

To send a note, to share a glance?

To say I’m here, I miss you still,

You shaped my soul, you bent my will.

How often do we thank the ones

Who stood beside us, stayed through storms?

Who held a space, who lit the way

When we forgot both night and day?

I stood inside a room of light,

Where grief was soft and hearts were tight.

And yet, the sun still kissed our skin

A quiet warmth that spoke within.

The angels circled, calm and bright,

And wrapped the room in gentle light.

No words were needed - just the grace

Of love that time cannot erase.

Why do we wait until the end

To reach back out, to call a friend?

To say you mattered, you were love,

You still shine down from stars above.

Put down your phone. Step into now.

You’re here to live, to breathe, to bow

To feel the earth beneath your feet,

To taste the air, to make life sweet.

Go hug a tree, go hear the stream,

Go dare to live your deepest dream.

Sing, dance, create - don’t wait, don’t hide

Let love and truth walk by your side.

And don’t forget the ones who gave

Their hearts to help you find your way.

Say it now - don’t miss your part:

You’ve shaped my life. You hold my heart.