Always There Shall Be- Love
Love- unyielding and uncompromising- seek it does its own level!
In it's power and it's glory surely all should revel!
Allows it does for utter amazement at the smallest of things,
Ne'er able to fully elucidate all the appreciation it brings!
Powerful beyond measure, surely more than one could fathom!
Nothing is a worthy opponent, against which to do battle!
Ne'er ceasing, incomparable and without limits or bounds,
Love, all it means, all it is capable of- eternally it astounds!
Tested you may be by much in your life,
Deaths, disagreements, difficulties- any other strife!
Always there shall be- love, in all its prescient glory,
For if you are not around- in your absence- it may tell your story!
Love, is life's way of making someone ubiquitous-
The discovery of such, cosmically kismetic, not just serendipitous!
Maurice Harris,16 January 2008
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I Am The Most Beloved Of My Beloved
Though you are not now with me, thoughts abound, as remind-
You are the one thing that they did not steal, nor could I, leave behind:
My heart was left with thee, to guard from further harm-
To be kept in the loving solace of your soul-inspiring charm!
I may possess naught, yet I have everything I need:
You are the call of my heart, and I simply must heed!
Though there exists many queries lain insatiate,
All the answers are there already, for the love He did create.
As today's night gives way to the dawn of the morrow,
Love, felicity, and truth, supplant doubt and sorrow.
Though we are now in quite disparate place, this I know,
Our hearts, minds, and souls exist together, as time shall show;
Should you still feel dubiety's pull, repeat after me:
'I am the most beloved of my beloved', then I shall repeat, after thee!
-Maurice Harris,8 August 2010
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I Am Now A Man Of God
As I sit in Starbucks, down the street from my new home-
And as I allow my thoughts to wander and roam
From Your Reality-as a means of explication-
I am reminded of one salient connection,
With which I have struggled, my entire Existence:
Your Plan cannot be explicated or rationalized!
It took an Angel, who has watched all of THIS from afar-
Who induced out of me-Your Bright, Shining Star-
Acceptance of, and an embrace of, one fact:
No one but You, Heavenly Father, is responsible for one single act
Of compassion, understanding, love, or strength, now gifted to me-
It is I, and I alone, with a heart uplifted, who sees
The very Hand of God, now gifting my dreams;
It is my Gift from You, for the Faith I have shown,
As I suffered indignities, that most have never known-
Not even I may explicate the Wonder of what my life seems!
-Maurice Harris,27 January 2012
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You Do Not Have To Apologize
You do not have to apologize, I understand;
You do not have to explain your actions, I do not require one;
You do not have go over what we had once planned,
Because we both were not ready, yet now desire one!
What we are supposed to do, is whatever you decide,
I will be with you all the way, and be there with pride
I shall, all the way-never wavering in my fidelity
Toward you, despite what has occured-this does naught for our futurity,
But repeat our mistakes of the past, in not forgetting them!
Only when you allow the past and others to decide, are you letting them
Decide the life that you lead, and not them-it is not their's to question-
Once more Beloved, God wants you to Truly know, that this is the lesson
That He wishes to impart to both of us, as part of the same lesson, Planned-
And we must be obedient to His every Wish for us, to His every Command!
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The Lord Saved Me From Death
'The Lord saved me from death; He stopped my tears and kept me from defeat.
And so I walk in the presence of the Lord in the world of the living' Psalm 116
Now I ask that You allow my riddance of this deceit-
Humble as I may be, upon this day of much Thanksgiving!
'I heed Your message Heavenly Father', as I have said;
'My departure from this, the only home I have ever known, all but done;
Your purposeful journey for me incomplete, otherwise I'd still be dead;
I prepare myself now to leave behind all I've ever known, all but One!
My present circumstance but an interlude, of sorts-
I shan't be waylaid here more than planned;
I shall endeavor dutifully to deliver what my heart exhorts-
Done in spite of abject fear of this unknown, as You command!
Deliver me to my sanctuary, from this woeful place-
What shall become of me then, is entirely up to Your Grace! '
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The Transmogrification Of An Idea, To A Reality
I do not have to tell you that you have nothing to fear-
You know better than anyone, but I, what is happening here:
Your 'idea' is becoming real, and THAT scares you to death;
Now, you may not protect yourself any longer, by saying
Those things to me that take away your labored breath-
Now, you have to confront the love that is not allaying,
In spite of the many miles, much time, and many an obstacle;
You know it was this nemesis called fear-responsible for this debacle,
And ultimately to blame-not I, who did anything wrong-
In fact, I AM the love you guard in your heart, and have for so very long;
Please beloved, stop assessing blame for things I have not done;
Your weakness is only temporary, and freedom from fear will soon be won!
Beloved, I ask naught of thee, you are not willing to give-
Yet, I implore thee, beat back fear, and become, willing to live!
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You May Never Know...
Should there have been any doubt, it is now gone;
Had there been enquiry, it is now and e'er, withdrawn!
No form or fashion of question remains to vex,
Yet, this overwhelming feeling still serves to perplex!
I know this, as surely as I do the Sun will set, and the Moon, rise-
Should I further require validation, I need only gaze into your eyes!
My heart's joyful celebration, its awe-inspiring exalt-I remain duteous;
My mind's eye hath been e'er beguiled by this vision, most beauteous!
Sikerly, this shan't fade, as then, a glory shall have been lost,
Lest, this may be causal to heart's lament, my felicity, its cost!
You may never know the beauty I do see, though
It shan't ever be due to my inability to thusly show
You and all else, what, in me you do always impart;
For you are the solitary cause of the beatitude in my heart!
Maurice Harris,8 April 2010
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Rest Now In Peace, Father!
Father, never shall I understand, nor forgive, what it is that you did,
Nor too, shall I provide allowance for the mask, behind which you hid!
Many a person you have hurt, beyond any measure-
Yet, you went about your salacious way at your leisure!
Effected you have those that hardly even knew you-
Causal to unjust treatment for me, because of my relation to you!
The Prodigal Father, surely you could be labeled-
Fear and paranoia, under guise of maternal protection, you have enabled!
In many ways, you and I never even made acqaintance,
A monster, though, the King of the castle, I, one of your tenants!
Fodder has your behavior been, for fear irrational-
Led the way has this, for claims sensational!
Rest now in peace, Father-I can not, so do not, judge you:
Alas, my heart was broken upon the day I was forced to begrudge you!
Maurice Harris,12 January 2008
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Mother's Day,2010
From the moment of your cogitation in their own mind,
They lovingly guide thee, providing thee 'sight' whence 'blind';
There is no greater love than that of a Mother,
They-an aeonian endow, more mighty than any other!
Covet them always, they are Angels within our sight;
A proffer as this-we must pray its lasting each and every night!
Ever vigilant are they-our's, their foremost concern-
Alas, I lament there is but one day set aside as their turn!
Our first and constant teacher, our friend and confidant-
Their love and guidance is most particularly puissant!
Their tasking knows not bound-they are everything, for everyone;
It comes as a surprise they find sleep, as their work is never done!
Whether a Mother is your's or one with which you are intimately familiar,
We are all always under the loving watch of their maternal tutelar!
Maurice Harris,7 May 2010
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An Instant In Time...
An instant in time, ever so evanescent, altered my forever!
One miraculous moment; explicate its significance-never!
Bound are we, both by chance and by circumstance,
Captivated am I evermore, by its luminosity and radiance!
Adoration anew, yet, dichotomously, built upon precedent!
Heightened perceptions now, of the most minute of events,
Glimpses once of normalcy, transmogrified to beauteous!
Ne'er affixed, ever emergent- blossoming, though a flower-amatorious!
Empowering and inspiring as naught I have ever known,
More alluring and transmittable than all before has shown!
Symbiotic and unrivaled, nary a comparable emotion has ever dwelt!
No matter of preparation would have sufficed for what my heart felt!
Lacking the influence which, from it I am proffered,
I surely would be lost, thus in my heart, shall it ever be coffered!
Maurice Harris,17 July 2006
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