How do I love thee in the midst of violence and of storms and of hates in the midst of idolatry, of lies and of unwholeness How do I love thee in the midst of all of these as if all of these are common place like school classrooms where bells tell you when school is finished. How do I love thee when limbs are broken when mothers cry over their untouchable sons when their daughters have turned into the town use and is still a female by outwardly appearances? How do I love thee when the newly made incisions of males need to be kept manually open by the hands of their own females love making not enough to keep it open? How do I love thee when bombs point upward and people live yonder crying out with noone to help? How do I love thee in such? How do I love thee when town squares are always closed when Thomas Paine has made his common sense a sore when schools reflect some fake news on CNN of how the President in running was involved in underage criminal acts? How do I love thee more and more each day with each new sun which is made to rise? How do I love thee but with a quiet breath for speaking too loud may end me up paying bail. How do I love thee to be so wonderfully alive?? How do I love thee when I have no time to love thee in private? How do I love thee when each conversation I have is more to all than to thine? How do i love thee when when I said yes to you it was you that i said yes to And not all the rest? How do I love thee when Thou hast gone far away and is still gone When shall Thou return to see that my tears have broken my bones? How do I love thee and keep it true? How do I keep my love for You? Return, I pray, so that my love may be kept lest you should say, Why have you lost your love for Me? Would that be a question all for me? of how I ended up without Thee? Or would that be a statement which shows how I feel, I have lost my First Love. Return if Thou hast gone without letting me know of how long Remain if Thou art here Remind me of how close Thou art. How do I love thee? Either far or near Either way I still ask Doest Thou hear? How do i love thee as my prayers and sighs enter into the air's flight even without wind to take my cries The air, shall me, justify. It would of me tell how I fought and fought this living, daily asking, How do I love thee either near or far? How do I love thee when all i hear is peace when my own heart disagrees when all i hear is peace yet my life is endangered by peace? How do I love thee? How do I love thee? Oh how do I love thee? Should I write more songs or poems? More lyrics in stanzas to bring wonderful things? I remember a time when such were true But today, those days have been buried alongside You in my mind and in my thoughts, I thought I saw them bury you with me by Your side. How do I love thee if I survive yet you do not Off in some distant place, maybe so far.. but there is hope For as long as I live and have my being, there is hope if but for one moment, I can have that private Love with Thee again... Alone I have chosen to not be when I said Yes to Thee So How do I love thee After You asked me to love Thee How do I receive the Love that Thou has first given to me, and after, to Thee, I returned, Why not has it returned not back unto me? But I wait.. Yes.. I wait. For how long I cannot say. For even I know not for how long I can await for You to return, somehow either near or far. My breath grows weaker and my heart beats the same My eyes losing that gleam Too bright the day is becoming. Is it soon when I will not see until I see you again? As every loved one has to tell There was a time when Thy Strength kept both our loves well. Until one night, maybe even this one I said, Alas! my love is soon to return! I have not changed too much, have I, my Lord? but only in years? Oh! how the Angels of Love rejoice with such Love reunions. May God bless that Love to which HE gave to me A Love of Forever to be.. How I have loved thee And how I shall love thee more and more until Forever shall be Forever in The Land. I desire not to bring upon any separation from Thee even for a second's time let me Love Thee as each second is Eternity. If this separation was due, I ask, please never again.. Lest I die a never ending death of heart and soul and the spirit to thank God above. my Lord, I'm not that bad, am I? Then remain, I ask. God desires the same, I know. I spoke with Him this morning and He told me so. So why should you break our hearts if thou needest not? Besides, doest not thou fear God as I? I await once again, with each new day. Let me Praise The LORD, and joyfully await each daily Lovingkindess.
Wow!!!!! Very powerful Delade! Would you mind if I elaborate on what this means to me from the perspective of a Hebraic Roots Universalist Christian Mystic?
I am going to assume that you will not mind at all...... so for starters... I feel that your own over - soul, (for lack of a better word for it)..... is speaking through you......... (I elaborate on what I mean by that here): http://www.politicalforum.com/index.php?threads/ruby.444300/page-2#post-1068258384 The name that you chose for this forum is a riddle..... Delade = Delayed...... Your over soul is beginning to rise up to speak through you... and write through you....... Which is the beginning of the fulfillment of this prediction..... in your life...... Joel 2:28 And it shall come to pass afterward, that I will pour out my spirit upon all flesh; and your sons and your daughters shall prophesy, your old men shall dream dreams, your young men shall see visions:" A metaphor of this is beginning through you...... https://www.blueletterbible.org/kjv/zec/14/1/s_925001 Zec 14:4 And his feet shall stand in that day upon the mount of Olives, which is before Jerusalem on the east, and the mount of Olives shall cleave in the midst thereof toward the east and toward the west, and there shall be a very great valley; and half of the mountain shall remove toward the north, and half of it toward the south.
Thanks... I have a question if you do not mind.. What is my 'soul'? What is the definition of 'soul'? The reason why I ask is that the statement, 'your soul is beginning to rise up to speak through you'... is not really making too much sense to me. How can MY personal belonging speak through ME without ME being in volition to it? Are you kind of like saying 'automated' writing? Such like 'writing while in a trance'??
