'Love's Purity'

How pure, 

How dear thy dwelling place. 

You share with me
Beautiful peaceful
This blessed hour atones for all.
I can't stop loving you...no matter what you do
And I would compare thee to a summers day, 

Sunny bright and beautiful
On the wings of dreams I heavenly fly
You gave my heart a home
Our souls united
Caressing tenderly
Not only with eyes, but also 

Heart, soul, entire being
Can you feel this richness?
A softer touch, than any fine feather

Love cast your glow upon my path
You're always there for me
Seeking out much beauty, with your delicateness
My legs refuse to walk away, lingering
Every evening finds you once more,

In my dreams.

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Poetry by Rev.Bola A.

(copyright: 22-2-.2010 ARR)

 

Prayer Art(tm): Titled - 'Beautitude'  
  by Rev.Bola A

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'Christ Jesus My Valentine'

Lord Jesus you're always on my mind,
I have never met anybody of your kind,
You're my eternal sunshine,
You're my true valentine,
Lord Jesus, you are unbelievably beautiful,
You deserve the world's largest jewel,
Words cannot express,
How you have captured my heart with success,

Lord Jesus, you mean so much to me,
With you I really feel free,
Eternal bliss is where I'm bound,
In your arms is where it's found,
All of you is what I need,
Together, we will succeed,
Until soon, when you will come again,
I will please you in whatever way I can.

Prayer-Art And Poetry by Rev.Bola A.

(copyright: 17Feb'10)

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'Styles Of Poetry'

  'The Haiku'
Sharpened pen in hand
Upon paper, pure and white
An idea taking shape.
by Rev.Bola.A.

'The Sonnet'
With vivid strokes, the letters tumble forward...
Right hand like child, submitting to what it's told.
Wisdom rains down, across the patterned words
To entertain with, rhythmic gestures bold.
by Rev.Bola.A

'The Free Verse'
I can't imagine life without my pen.
Such grand designs accomplished here and then
Its unwinding rythmn propelling eastward bound
Like a foxtrot, waltz, or blues and jazzy sound.
by Rev.Bola.A.
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(All copyright: Rev.Bola A  - 14Nov'09. rr)

'One Cold Winter Day'

    This wistful day smiles peacefully,
    Rambling with frozen color
    And raging determinedly in passion.
    As chilly winter whispers quietly
    In shades of delicate, cool pink,
    Nature reclines in silver array.
    The Moon beams gray tinted resonance
    And glory reigns throughout.













'One Cold Winter Day'  - Art by Rev.Bola A

    A listless corn sheaf leans eastward
     Flinching in fright and snoozing quietly in glee.
    Chilly winter whispers gently in the starlit night;
    When morning rings in with a bright blue symphony.
    As the Sun sketches its soft purple highlights;
    Below, the ground splits wide open in scattered cracks
    And a single raindrop slides down a window pane.

    Then, this melting winter morning groans
    With sweet and sour faith
    Roaming determinedly in the light
    Of scented spring sighing softly
    In shades of time.
    When morning rises with determination
    A wintry chill, sprays sky blue flakes
    As a slight breeze rises
    And the westward wind,
    Ushers in a refreshing spring.

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Poetry by Rev.Bola. A
(copyright: 10.Nov'09 -ARR)

'When He Met Her'

Kola met Sola
At a service
Preaching sermons
He can still recall
That little hat she wore.
Her reciting
Psalm 23
In the twilight
Hence he guessed
She'd learnt that
Scripture just before.
Kola knew deep down
He'd wait for her forever
When she said to him
The choir made her high
But who'd have thought
They'd stumble past
Each other, so
They never got the chance
To say goodbye.
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by Rev.Bola
(copyright: Saturday, October 31, 2009)

Title: 'What This Could Be'

Made up of loveliness alone
Under a spreading chestnut tree
Renewed, the vision of delight
In seeing them all return
To what each one....
Proclaimed them first to be.

Could this then be key?

Grand and remarkable history this
A high-born race with no dis-ease
White was black like starry night
Yet clear, and out of sight
Whilst minds began to churn that fear
Of looking in the mirror
And finding nothing there.

Could this then be prayer?

Old and blind the treadmill
Star-dust and vaporous, the light
In doubt that, they will remember still
The little crash that crushed their might
Within each heart was kept the seal
From whence the dream
That held the deal.

Could this then be real?

Amidst their rugged regiments
Within their uniforms of grey
Buried deep beneath that humble grave
Behind the stone, a conqueror lay
Fat black bucks, in a wine-barrel room
That saw the first brown pair consume
The earth and its vibratory clay.

Could this then be payday?
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by Rev.Bola A.
(copyright:1.11.2009

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'Peace' - Meditation

with

Visual Talisman and PrayerArt -by Rev.Bola (Oct'09)

*Make peace in your heart and mind,
And the world will be peaceful
Reside in peace yourself
Afford happiness to everyone
Smiling frees the heart,
Miracles can then manifest
Your own spirit is always at peace
Focus on the centre of your brow
Sit behind those beautiful eyes of yours,
And just observe whatever comes up.
This is the place,
Where thoughts are produced
Instruct your mind to radiate peace
Have at least one peaceful thought daily
Breathe slowly, deeply and declare...
I am a peaceful being
I am at peace with peace
I love peace
I send out peace to others
Peace and I are one.
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Written by Rev.Bola A (12Oct2009)
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