Fool that I am when the end comes,
I might just leap on the moon
greeted by the Lord who called me-
the crying Ewe will tell me all ;how He
knit me with the strangest of colors-
patterned by an oblong snowflake,
its only mold melted by gracing tears.
And I’d see my Daddy’s hands reach out,
first in line with the host of our ancestry-
a choir of chuckles bursts at first glance;
arms clinch with desperate clawing hugs,
its slamming force,a trillion watts of surge
fallen embrace, the impact of oceanic ebb.
The once-rusted chain of family tree-complete,
each link restored to substance of the Garden
before the fall-The Deified evolution
allows me to be drunk in his stellar liquid
only to emerge forth with flaxen glory,
His bass pitch, speaks absolution
over my finite body in revival of His otherness ;
voicing a new tongue- the language of my symmetry;
plan and purpose of the flawed self that
fell so hard for one beaten sacrificial lamb,
exchanging my vain attempts to fall on himself,
attaching me to a golden pillar-
bondage released-resurrected now
from the last warp of time.
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what it's going to be like?
Written June 12th, 2004
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very well spoken!
I really like the thoughts presented here. I feel it is a tad forced, but still expresses your thoughts well.
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Divinity indeed! Amazing Mrs. Dianne.
Fool that I am when the end comes,
I might just leap on the moon
What an introduction! I can relate. Just to see him... I couldn't imagine my reaction.
As your image took slow increase my emotions began to do the same, and by the end of the 3rd stanza, your detail and unearthly insight had brought me to tears.
attaching me to a golden pillar-
bondage released-resurrected now
from the last warp of time.
Goodness. I've never seen such a vivid use of flavors... He's blessed you so much. Thank you for giving it back to him!
I feel that the greatest moment will come as Rev. 21:4 describes:
He will wipe every tear from their eyes. There will be no more death or mourning or crying or pain, for the old order of things has passed away."
Continue blessing us!
All things new
Claide
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This is a very moving piece, and in your exquisite and mature wording, it reads like a blueprint of life. I feel a sense of release and freedom of spirit in your emotions. It is very touching and provocative at the same time.
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Dianne-divine
Oh Dianne - I cannot find words to describe my feelings when reading this wondrous and rejoicing poem! What divinity! The title is superb: Language of my Symmetry - not hinting on perfection, no: stating perfection. The Ultimate Language of Love.
I've read these words and reread them, and still my soul just want to bask in its glory. To be part of the know-All of the All; to be INFORMED, to be within His BEING, but AWARE whilst being there ... Now we only know partially - one day we will know with every single electromagnetic field within the Universe sparking (my two electric engineering sons will laugh at me for this phrase, but I do not care: I cannot define this exuberance whilst reading your work).
Thank you, Love. When I find the right words to describe your work, you will be the first one to know - that's for sure.
Myra
Ps. Let us please collaborate ... I cannot do it in a structured way, unfortunately - for me collaboration comes like unwanted gossiping ...
Impromptu and sinfully urgently 
Myra -
I don't think I have the proper words to express how good I think this is. I really enjoyed it very much, and think it was very unique as well.
excellent!
O
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In my time I see visions of white crystal sands next to the clearest of blue waters to refresh our nature and adorn our Father in the brillance of light that will never turn off or turn dark. I do so look forward to this day and the rewards of visiting with so many family members that are there now.
You wrote of your heart and soul and in that I see His glory.
Tamara
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Wow Cookie, You sure filled this with excitement flavor and emotion of God's awaiting love for you in heaven and the joy of seeing your daddy again. Being with both your fathers there....Yet being under the Spirit as you hold upon that hope in faith and it all touching your soul deeply. My words could have been better but no reflection could express the comment this deserves.
You made it sound so wonderful Cookie and for those ready it will be.
I will know the Lords love for me fully my dear when Im there.
I may not know or understand the Lord's love just how much sometimes...But to be there one day I will then know see and feel the picture of LOVE........ That which goes so deep Cookie that my mind can't contain fully. Wonderful writing one your best I believe. Love,Sherry
Edited on Jun 12, 7:16 p.m. because ''.
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