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I lost myself in the ways of the world,
I stumbled and fell in the mire,
But the Lord saw me fall
And He reached out his hand,
Said, I understand,
It is easy for you to do,
Just keep your eyes on the cross
At the top of the hill
Where the road runs straight and true,
If you falter and fall, you must pick yourself up,
If you stray on the way, call on Me
For I will be there – My love will set you free.
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©Denise G Allen, 21 October 2014 15:51
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Sifting through the sands of time
for footsteps long forgot,
smothered by the wind-blown dust,
covered by earth’s crumbling crust,
memories are stirred to life,
reach out with fingers from the past,
the graveyard yawns, remains exposed,
bygone eras, long-gone aeons,
shadow figures buried in
an avalanche of history,
bacteria, microorganisms set free.
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©Denise G Allen, 11 October 2014 07:06
NB: This was written with Ebola in mind
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I paint by numbers,
I write by keys,
I have no originality,
Blue sky, white clouds,
A red sun spills blood
Into a cold, cold sea.
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©Denise G Allen, 10 October 2014 07:52
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The call of the mountains
Echoing through the air,
The singing of the sea
Softly sighing eternally,
The morning chorus of birdsong,
The bullfrogs’ croak at night,
Thank you Heavenly Father
For all you’ve given me,
My destiny… and my delight.
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©Denise G Allen, 09 October 2014 08:36
http://en.wikipedia.org/wiki/Wilderness
Wilderness or wildland is a natural environment on Earth that has not been significantly modified by civilized human activity. It may also be defined as: “The most intact, undisturbed wild natural areas left on our planet—those last truly wild places that humans do not control and have not developed with roads, pipelines or other industrial infrastructure.”
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Everything can be reduced
To a maths equivalent,
A chemical blueprint,
But beauty is lost along the way.
Give me, if you may,
A formula for splendour,
For magnificence,
A delight to the eye and
Sustenance for the soul.
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An impossible task, I say,
To encapsulate beauty,
Put it behind bars or
Chain it and hold it captive
For our admiration and approbation,
Because it is a living thing,
From day to day unfurled,
Living on love, shrivelling with hate,
God’s gift to our world.
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©Denise G Allen, 07 October 2014 09:48
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Capturing colour with light and shade,
Shining translucent as lemonade,
Swells as high as the heavens above
And valleys as deep as a castle keep,
We squeeze the paint from the toothpaste tube
To brighten her smile on this sunny day,
Trimming blues or turquoise and even green
Thus giving it all a luminous sheen.
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©Denise G Allen, 05 October 2014 14:24
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We came to earth
born naked, helpless,
only our parents, carers,
to keep us alive,
to help us survive,
but He gave us gifts
as the wise men from the east
brought to the newborn Babe,
talents to aid our journey
as we travel through
this life and onward
to return to our Father.
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©Denise G Allen, 04 October 2014 10:02
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Tick tock says the clock
Time is passing
Pastime, passed time
Waiting, debating
Is there time on hand
Or is the moment at hand
Has time run out
Is it running out
Where does time go
Is it going
Or has it gone
How much time is left
Who knows?
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©Denise G Allen, 01 October 2014 11:14
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a bright light shines through the darkness
warms my heart and cossets my soul
i feel you here lord, i feel you here god
your spirit calms me and keeps me whole
my faith grows stronger with each passing day
i will hold on forever through the rain and the storm
i will never let go and will come to no harm
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©Denise G Allen, 01 October 2014 10:50
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