AT HOME

What a great thing it is
To be home in oneself!
You feel so inspired
With heart full of gratitude.

Peace within me,
Peace in oneself,
What else would I need?

The gentle breeze of the wind that feels my skin,
With tall trees swaying their leaves,
With the chirping birds singing praises,
I pray along with them.

In this moment of serenity,
In this feeling alone and free,
Nothing will be better than this my dear;
To feel at home where one belongs.

+ jocrossy +

**I think this is the first 'positive' poem I wrote. Before, I was at my best in writing when I was in a bad mood. But I learned to write not only out of anger or bad feelings or ill thoughts but of positive feelings. Way back then, others would commend me for being optimistic in dealing life. But my pessimism? You would see it in my poetry and other write ups in my diary or journal notebook. Because those are the things that I could not express at all. I was so used to be the best of me, trying to please people but deep inside, I was left alone in my darkness for nobody wanted to share the un-fortunes I had. People cling on you when they see you good. But they stay away the moment they sensed a little heavy thing in you. To whom do I share then?

But I remain grateful for the gift of the smiles that I am able to share with others. And I am happy to be 'at home' from time to time. ^_^

'Keep smiling, keep shining.'

God bless us all!
(",)

Wake me up, Lord

Wake me up, Lord
from the long sleep I've been.
For life is nowhere
in the nights within.

Bring me into light
for my spirit to awake.
Let me grasp your hand for help
in the uncertainty of living.

Guide me as I open my eyes.
Calm this trembling heart.
Teach me to recognize
the strength to survive.

+ jocrossy +
07:25 AM
3 Nov 2010

Surfacing Sadness

With the rippling sound of the glorious fountain,
awakens the sadness seated within.
The loudness of the flow cannot underestimate
the chaos of the silence it dared to rate.

The hunger I feel in this not so empty stomach
cannot be dismissed by the lulling hammock.
For thoughts and feelings in twirl combine,
I am left to surrender to the One Divine.

Hear ye, hear ye, what I am not certain of.
These passing things that I need not prove.
Know the unravellings of this mind and heart,
catch every second as I let it part.

Tears of God

When words cannot speak,
Let the mind talk.
When thoughts are inconceivable,
Let the heart ponder.
When feelings cannot utter,
Let the tears flow… Tears
Of sadness and gratitude,
Of nothingness and fullness,
Of wishful thinking and fulfillment,
Of fantasy and reality,
Of petition and recognition,
Of person and being,
Of brokenness and wholeness,
Of defilement and holiness,
Of humanity and divinity;
For God to hold
In the palm of His hand
To cherish and treasure,
To claim as His own,
To go back to its Source,
And be embraced
By the Ocean of Life.

+ jocrossy +
17 October 2009
@ 6:28 P.M.

**My tears will always be the tears of God as I am His creature and He is the Creator. Whatever I have comes from Him. I have tears because He shared His to me… He lovingly shares… Let me love You God in grateful heart.

Full MOON

In such a cold, dark night,
Looking from afar,
Someone's wishing tonight
In a lonesome star.

Staring so gray
In an unpainted sky,
What shall stay
In those moments passing by?

Breaking lights
In those big clouds,
Catches the eyes
And the heart that pounds.

In a minute's glance,
Blooms the seed of hope
Taking the chance
On immediate cope.

Emerges the perfect
Big full moon,
No one can reject
Such beauty in tune.

Lull me with your fullness,
Fill this emptiness
With your sweet loving sound
In this smile that will bound.

Cuddle me to sleep
'Til my heart learns to keep
The beauty everlasting
Forever enlightening.

+ jocrossy +
10/05/09
from 19:14:27 to 19:33:04

p.s. I'd been wishing that the rest of the world could see the beauty of that beautiful full moon.

DISPOSITION

Mountains of clouds
Beneath the clouds of air
Waiting to be lifted up.

Still and quiet
Motionless in post
Remain in patience.

Looking at the sides
Sensing their struggles
Pity I shall feel.

Feeling their emotion
Praying for their condition –
Powerless in motion.

Let me love them from Your heart
Let me embrace them with Your arms
The Me coming from Your Being.

Heightened faith reaching heavens
Humbly coming to Your presence
Grant us Your peace, my God.

Bringing to You torn and broken-hearted
Let it be fixed with Your soft-hearted
Healing magical touch.

+ jocrossy +

**I wrote it piece by piece in this blog describing my daily disposition for the week -from May 11 to 16.