Chrztalia Belladio Stelamo

Trapped - or not?

We are trapped within a dream,

And no one but God Himself can save us from what seems,

To be a place full of separation,

Shoving the world into devastation…………

 

And only God can protect our dream,

To ensure that it is pure and clean,

And He appears to us through Spiritual Appeal,

No more toys or trinkets to steal…………

 

And so we wander within our dream protected,

By the One Who sees no one rejected,

God wants us not to be in a land,

That does no reflect His Kingdoms Hand………….

 

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c 2011

 

One Step Forward

The candles warm soft edge,

Stretches out toward infinity........

The joy of God is my

Natural state of being........

My inner peace is my greatest

Security  from God...........

The true love of God, 

Is beaming from my heart.........

His Voice speaks to me -

So silently .......that I am

Blinded by the light..........

I feel so humbled -

That I can hardly speak.........

I follow His Guide with

Footsteps walking beside me.............

My surety of peace is promised,

By my God Who invited me inside - and in

His Holy Home...........We Abide..........

 

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c 2011

Gratitude

When I called out to You,

I did not hear You

Speak back to me........  

I abandoned all hope

Of ever knowing You,

And my faith wavered.......  

The ego tried to convince me,

That I was not a child of God,

And Jesus reinforced me that,

There was a choice........

And again I called out to You,

Dear Father!

Down on bended knee I cried out again,

Knowing that You can hear me........

And I heard Your Voice,

Soft- faint but present,

Now I am  grateful,

That Love walks beside me.........

 

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c 2011

A Prayer for Gaia

Oh, when again will I dream,

The Colours and shades of Pastel riches…..

Sacred temples stretching upward touching her soul,

And filling the air with a magical love,

That lifts all burdens,

From her heart -

Oh beautiful Gaia!

My lighted sun prays for your healing,

As my brothers and sisters gently,

Walk the miles to save your temple,

From further chaos and harm…..

Return -

We will my precious Gaia,

To eat again the spiritual fruits you give so freely,

And to watch your aura glowing,

Reflecting the beauty of your great Land –

And the setting sun will shower,

Silver tranquil light upon all life.....

Yes,  my beautiful Gaia,

The time for  love and brotherhood of all

Is nearly here......... Again…....

The old age of materialism and greed,

Is losing its illusionary existence,

And as your body heals itself of poison and invasion,

And as emotional depression clears your heart,

Your Spiritual Sanctuary,

Will thrive again as it once was,

A body of coloured strength you will be,

And only holiness,

And Teachers of the Truth shall reign,

And then again will I dream,

The colours and shades of Pastel riches,

As all life is seen through Our eyes in equal love….

Written and thought of by Janene Maree Richardson c 1995-2011