To sacrifice a lamb would be a ostentatious scam
when what we really need to cede is our envy and our greed
What payment could a lamb bequeath on our behalf
for the very act of sacrifice is another act of wrath

Why is it that we ruminate in terms of retribution?
To satisfy our gods we think in terms of execution
Wouldn’t loving kindness be better spread instead?
For where is there fruition in a sacrifice that’s dead?

very nice J

SACRIFICIAL LAMB

Love comes and goes
and comes again,
although not always
clearly sent. An
aura, a knowing, a
seeing that retrieves
the resurrection of
God believing,
hope unweaving,
Truth perceiving,
hearts grieving,
or self-deceiving
as defense.

The Soul stretches
to touch, to feel,
to experience what
the mind and body
never will. Perhaps
the sacrificial lamb,
the Soul agrees to
every thing the human
ego is quick to damn.

Still Soul lives
and carries on, yet
not so fond of
letting go. It freely
Loves to release by
communion and in
peace. Devoid of
hate, devoid of weight,
Soul returns to
incarnate as Love
itself, to recreate.

~© JDS 05/02/2009~

... Jamaican Boy ...

There was a Jamaican boy
A very strange enchanted boy
They say he wandered very far, very far
Over land and sea
A little shy
And sad of eye
But very wise
Was he

And then one day
A magic day,
an Angel passed his way
And while they spoke of many things, fools and kings

This SHE said to HIM
"The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"

For all we know we may never meet again
Before you go make this moment FOREVER reign
We won't say "Good night" until the last minute
I'll hold out my hand and my heart will be in it

For all we know this may only be a dream
We come and go like a ripple on a stream
So love me tonight; tomorrow was made for some
Tomorrow may never come for all we know

"The greatest thing
You'll ever learn
Is just to love
And be loved
In return"

So love me tonight; tomorrow was made for some
Tomorrow may never come for all we know

So very beautiful ....

Beautiful that was so heart felt

You are very talented. That would make a great song.

I read this a lot

It is hard for me anymore to come into this forum, for I could become lost, and time so easily slip from my grasp. To touch the soul, the heart, of the poets within, nirvana...

Minutes could too easily become hours, time unaffordable, as my thoughts, my spirit, is seduced to linger and feast.

I love your writings Angel, and I must return as time better allows to reread them all.

Blessings on you for your offerings. You are a soul of creation and beauty, and I thank you.

angel