MONICA MAARTENS
Captured
Spirits
Seashells
roll within ocean waves,
empty
homes in their watery graves,
to and
fro until they're crushed,
tiny
pebbles broken and mashed.
Souls
that are lost are played like pawns,
thrown
around until daylight dawns,
without
a mission man has no purpose,
playing
his part in the worldly circus.
Captured
spirits roar with frustration,
twirling
around in consternation,
bodies
trapped by worldly powers,
helplessly
caught in evil showers.
There
is a way to true escape,
through
doors of freedom that stand agape,
serving
good within the kingdom of God,
the
only power that can break the rod.
Zararia Yul
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Internal
Affairs
Why do
we have a soul
asks
the heart,
what
purpose does it serve
where
does it go,
the
spirit takes the mind
on a
little tour,
connecting
the dots
as
they move along,
the
soul is the entrance
to the
portals of heaven,
the
sacred connection
to the
mysteries of life,
it
binds us to the core
of
divine sensation,
the
essence and meaning
of all
creation,
through
the soul
the
spirit is fed,
that
guides the mind
as
beauty is spread,
to
unlock this gate
we
need a special key,
which
we obtain
without
paying any fee,
we
join the realm
of
spiritual sight,
receiving
the gift
of
Christ true light.
Zararia Yul
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Once Upon A
Time
Once
upon a time ~
the
earth was free,
we
played in the gardens ~
with
joyful glee,
love
was true ~
one of
a kind,
truth
was always ~
so
simple to find,
laughter
came easy ~
life
was such fun,
sharing
sweet love ~
under
the sun.
As
years passed by ~
values
became eroded,
liberty
awoke ~
immorality
exploded,
hearts
were broken ~
souls
destroyed,
bitter
vengeance ~
became
deployed,
wickedness
erupted ~
evil
abounded,
pain
and sorrow ~
became
deeply grounded,
with
unquenchable longing ~
for
once upon a time,
our
shattered souls ~
cry
for the sublime.
Zararia Yul
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MONICA MAARTENS
ZARARIA
YUL is a South African born poetess and
author, who embraced life and jumped in feet first, landing in many troubled
situations of which she had no experience at all...always falling into the deep
end, half drowning until she managed to find a way out and an escape, which
became the journey of her life...escaping from trouble and eventually turning
her into a warrior woman....
Profundos y bellos poemas, querida poeta amiga, Monica Maartens.
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