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And There will come a Child
And There Will Come A Child......
--
From a time of long ago
came a small child--
--
While grownups stood around arguing
The child began to wee
At first there were no ears to hear
The small cries.--
A man turns from another whom he was
just shouting at--
in a glance he sees the boys tear
yet he pays him no mind
The other man still engaged in the shouting
turns to see what had disrupted his argument
He saw the child, silently weeping now
one tear after another trickling down his
solemn, illuminated face.
The first man was able to turn away.
He felt a tug at his heart but his point of view was more important to him
As he turned to continue the argument
he noticed that his companion in word battle was no longer
standing in front of him.--
--
Looking around he could not find the man--
yet the child remained--
tear stains lain on his stilled countenance--
--
The man stood. Feeling-
pushing his shame inside, his pride
a harsh ally, would not give way- to allow him to reveal it.
He walked away from the child.
looking for another to which he could
prove his point to. It was an important point after all.
--
The child continued to walk through the crowd
of angry men.
No one commented on him, no one else saw him
--
Wept he did as he passed blanketed face after face
of harshness and hatred
--
The child climbed up on a box.
Tears rolling down in multiples
he searched the crowd for the one
man that he knew would hear his silent cries
--
Out of the roar of angry words
the child's cries returned to him
one voice
steady and still--
not angry at all--
--
The boy searched and searched --
their was a sea of anger before--
him.--
His cries had been heard he knew--
but the steady voice of calm--
remained the mystery of hope--
'I am here'--
it whispered to him from the crowd--
'I have seen you'--
the voice continued--
--
the child searched over the waves--
of dispassionate eyes--
--
and when he focused all of himself upon --
the middle of the crowd --
he transcended within --
He found himself placed in the very spot his focus was.--
There before him stood a man--
Not a man of chaotic rage but --
a man of calm--
a long black beard and kind brown eyes--
he stood before him held within a light--
and a warm smile.--
--
I sense your sadness at the mayham you
see before you.--
Do not fret small one,--
for they are all going to see--
In due time they shall see
and they will hear--
that is the day you will--
no longer be weeping--
for that is the day that --
mankind remembers and rises from his slumber.--
--
Your voice shall rise above the clamor
of this crowd --
It will carry with it one gift--
The gift of Love--
With each breath you take--
Every sound that escapes you--
Love will pour forth.--
--
By expressing this love to the--
angry masses they too will --
begin to release their shadows--
No more tears will be shed for them--
Not by you, not by me--
--
WE ARE and will be.--
No man has the power to stop eternity--
and eternity will not take mans power
from him.--
only man can give of himself.--
only man has the power to live eternity.--
for man is life--
no anger is in life--
no pain--
no sorrow--
no joy--
no ecstacy--
LIFE is in life, the rest---
that is our expression of life, he smiled down to the child--
and wiped his tears from his damp cheeks--
--
Weep no more for them my son--
For they are who they are--
and you are the voice they shall hear.--
And with that, the child smiled--
and released another tear--
--
The man rose then returned to his self
and went back to arguing with the man he had left.
--
Inside he waits for the call from one small child
--
When the child finds his voice
and is no longer in sorrow the voice will carry the
energy of love,
within
the once angry men will find their own hearts and will lay down
their anger, seeing it as the illusion that it had become.
--
this time of learning was comign to an end--
The boy smiled and light filled his eyes--
The moment had come...........--
--
From a time of long ago
came a small child--
--
While grownups stood around arguing
The child began to wee
At first there were no ears to hear
The small cries.--
A man turns from another whom he was
just shouting at--
in a glance he sees the boys tear
yet he pays him no mind
The other man still engaged in the shouting
turns to see what had disrupted his argument
He saw the child, silently weeping now
one tear after another trickling down his
solemn, illuminated face.
The first man was able to turn away.
He felt a tug at his heart but his point of view was more important to him
As he turned to continue the argument
he noticed that his companion in word battle was no longer
standing in front of him.--
--
Looking around he could not find the man--
yet the child remained--
tear stains lain on his stilled countenance--
--
The man stood. Feeling-
pushing his shame inside, his pride
a harsh ally, would not give way- to allow him to reveal it.
He walked away from the child.
looking for another to which he could
prove his point to. It was an important point after all.
--
The child continued to walk through the crowd
of angry men.
No one commented on him, no one else saw him
--
Wept he did as he passed blanketed face after face
of harshness and hatred
--
The child climbed up on a box.
Tears rolling down in multiples
he searched the crowd for the one
man that he knew would hear his silent cries
--
Out of the roar of angry words
the child's cries returned to him
one voice
steady and still--
not angry at all--
--
The boy searched and searched --
their was a sea of anger before--
him.--
His cries had been heard he knew--
but the steady voice of calm--
remained the mystery of hope--
'I am here'--
it whispered to him from the crowd--
'I have seen you'--
the voice continued--
--
the child searched over the waves--
of dispassionate eyes--
--
and when he focused all of himself upon --
the middle of the crowd --
he transcended within --
He found himself placed in the very spot his focus was.--
There before him stood a man--
Not a man of chaotic rage but --
a man of calm--
a long black beard and kind brown eyes--
he stood before him held within a light--
and a warm smile.--
--
I sense your sadness at the mayham you
see before you.--
Do not fret small one,--
for they are all going to see--
In due time they shall see
and they will hear--
that is the day you will--
no longer be weeping--
for that is the day that --
mankind remembers and rises from his slumber.--
--
Your voice shall rise above the clamor
of this crowd --
It will carry with it one gift--
The gift of Love--
With each breath you take--
Every sound that escapes you--
Love will pour forth.--
--
By expressing this love to the--
angry masses they too will --
begin to release their shadows--
No more tears will be shed for them--
Not by you, not by me--
--
WE ARE and will be.--
No man has the power to stop eternity--
and eternity will not take mans power
from him.--
only man can give of himself.--
only man has the power to live eternity.--
for man is life--
no anger is in life--
no pain--
no sorrow--
no joy--
no ecstacy--
LIFE is in life, the rest---
that is our expression of life, he smiled down to the child--
and wiped his tears from his damp cheeks--
--
Weep no more for them my son--
For they are who they are--
and you are the voice they shall hear.--
And with that, the child smiled--
and released another tear--
--
The man rose then returned to his self
and went back to arguing with the man he had left.
--
Inside he waits for the call from one small child
--
When the child finds his voice
and is no longer in sorrow the voice will carry the
energy of love,
within
the once angry men will find their own hearts and will lay down
their anger, seeing it as the illusion that it had become.
--
this time of learning was comign to an end--
The boy smiled and light filled his eyes--
The moment had come...........--
Comment
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Comment by Serene on February 11, 2010 at 11:55pm -
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Comment by Luke on February 9, 2010 at 10:15pm -
Thank you, all so true. Blessings
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Comment by Espen on February 9, 2010 at 3:46pm -
Wow, thank You!
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Comment by Leonard L. Brunk aka Oldman on February 9, 2010 at 8:38am -
That LOVE stuff can really hurt sometimes but it's the good kind of hurt.
Thank you so much
Oldman
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Comment by Sharon on February 9, 2010 at 8:21am
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Thank you Aeve :) ( hugs ) ; :) this piece was written many years ago when I first began the realization that the energy of life, of love is in all. And the man and the child are one, one expression of the living presence. I ran across it and feel 'in love' all over again.
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Comment by Aeve on February 9, 2010 at 2:29am -
Very beautiful, thanks so much for sharing this Sharon. So true that Love is the solution for everything.
Thanks also for the link to your programs. Great that you are adding to the pool of broadcasts that heal and awaken! :)
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