C MICHAEL MILLER

C  MICHAEL MILLER

RESTORATION

I thought about you last night

and this morning

How much you've been through

the trials ,    tribulations ,   obstacles

all the things we consider    that ruin peoples lives

Sometimes I see you as           unsinkable

but I know that weight of        pain

where you were so low    with its gravity

you      thought you    would never rise again

and the words   we use    to explain

the resilience             the buoyancy

where you have emerged

from the cocoon you swathed yourself within

to fly again

like some resurrection from the dead

where we find our hope

where one can see that evanescent being

whose nature is to allow

all things to pass away     discarded

as only lessons             and learning

their true meanings

how stretched      we are

and then return           to our

original estate

the one so many throw away

and the ones who never get up again

even when others are holding them         closely

Mankind     definable by      judgments

indefinable   transitory   elusive

He sinks     then springs up     rises

like some hidden fountain     was buried

in his inner being

I love this person

when you thought they

could bear no more

by all reckoning

ceased to exist          as whole

this geyser of steam             rolls out

all hot    and ready     to take

on the world again

COPYRIGHT © June 2015

PoetryofProvidence

C  Michael Miller

THE CROWN

When you want to master Love

and for its              understanding yearn

where can you turn                   to find

its instruction completely learn

What qualities of personality

how can we             them perceive

the development      of  its attributes

and its teachings        in depth receive

All of its traits and character

when displayed                  be plainly seen

all its actions     words and deeds

to be realized               in mankind’s being

When you seek                for her as silver

and for its prize          sell all you own

when you know that              it is priceless

the only place        you can call home

Whatever             mankind has treasured

and the things     that they value

can never fill                       its purchase price

can only be a gift          that’s given you

All mankind                has sought its face

an unfulfilled         obsession

no money or wealth             can buy her

or make her       your possession

The things                     contained within her

are surpassing      excellence

more purified         than refined gold

reflects                         loves exceeding brilliance

She is the master setting

her attributes                    Divine

an     exquisite master crafting

and faultless                      by design

She is               the perfect partner

to the lawgiver   and judge

those made fit       to rule the nations

will from their tenets          never budge

She is forever                Faithful

Her loyalty        always True

inestimable     is  her Value

God made                 this gift for you

1John 4:6-11

ICor 13    Gal 5:22-25

Apocalypse 21-22:7

ESSENCE OF LOVE

As I bow in heartfelt genuflection

to think upon the Greeks

who divined four words

for Love and it’s reflection

Agape is the highest form divine

with selfless care for those who are mine

It’s fruit is known by what I do

and building all the parts of you

phileo is brotherly affection

the natural friendship and it’s connection

storge the love that resides in family

within instinct and it’s propensity

Eros seems to be most appreciated

never have I found it one who’s hated

Two sides to Eros have manifested

both sides has mankind ever tested

Lust and the table of the self

or love of mate and pleasure in it’s wealth

All of us has been given this in measure

the dispensing of it can give us pleasure

But rapture is contained when all four live

when we with complete heart choose to give

all of us the truth within resisted

but knowledge of it ever has persisted

to teach us which we are to exercise

the breath of spirit which within us lies

will direct upon us our course and path

and when we pass love is our epitaph

1John 4:7-12

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C  MICHAEL MILLER