PAROUSIA Magazine is calling for submissions for it 12th Issue to be published by September 2020 The theme of this forthcoming Issue is HEAL THE WORLD Psalm 147:3 KJV He healeth the broken in heart, and bindeth up their wounds. Heal the world is a theme inspired by the present pandemic that has plaqued…
Sin, Selah – My cursed-prayer. God shall destroy thee for ever, he shall take thee away, and pluck theeout of thy dwelling place, and rootthee out of the land of the living. Selah – Psalm 52. Man, there is a testament: he who prunes wheatfrom the garden of goodness shall eat bitterness.he shall be stripped…
“DIVORCE“ Marriage sacred and sanctifiedWhy divorce?Who divorced who?Both agreed till death,Marriage is pain and gain. Though many a woman divorcedAccused of infidelity,But many a man cheatsThey call it games,Her heart wounded and piercedBut she forgave and bear thesweet pains. All tails are tailsAll holes are holesWhy cheat?Though styles differWhy not teach her,The two are one.…
The Work of Priests Lazarus is the Greek form of Eleazar—the Hebrew nameof the son of Aaron (the brother of Moses), a high priest. After Lazarus twitched back to lifea week before the Passover,synagogue leaders trembledat the truth they desperatelytried to deny or not even see. Their authority challenged,placed at risk by a holy manwho…
Southern Baptist girl hears Haydn’s Seven Last Words of Christ A silver circle floats over violinists’ heads,chandelier dotted with tiny white lights. Below their feet, tealight votivesarc in a half-circle,a yellow rainbow, half-repetition of eternity. As violinists saw bows against curved bodies of violins,I stare beyond the windowpanes to the grass. When the day turns…
His Eminence Let’s rise! For the King of kings rides on a colt-His sandals adorned with goldFor He is pure and just His Eminence reigns Behold His magnificenceBeyond effabilityHis glory beyond fallibility His Eminence reigns Drop it off…Drop it at His feetYour horrors and miseriesHe is able to change His Eminence reigns You are not…
The Dilemma of an Orphan When that beep boopedIn a faraway land-A strange land of my fatherServing my nation I reeled out the fearFear of the unknownWas it not just yesterdayThat I was told you were in a coma? What was that call for?Was it well with you?Was it a tragedy?Certainly, it was! The news…
Meditation on the back porch: as you leave for the dayyour kiss is a loving collision and a lampof my ancestors. I sit in the humid morningwith our dog on my lap, closing my eyesand observe my breath. my thoughts are compulsive –like an onyx coat and clouds of plankton.there is a microscope in my…
SEEKING REST “Come to Me, all you who labor & are heavily laden, and I will give you rest.”-Matthew 11: 28 My lips areFilled in with filth& alcohol, the temple through whichI echoed his testimony is no more. I sprawl upona cold floor with my back,Heavy as granite with a baggageOf sins that clung on it. I…
“The whimpering maiden” I reached for you but you’re no longer homethe night has swallowed your silhouettesthe world lined your head into a new headline Perhaps the law cheated youperhaps the world was just in a haste to raise a new hashtag;a new mantrawith the petals of your bloodthat was plucked right in front of…
THE COWARDS Subterranean the offingsThere you find the cowardsThey’re the inhabitants of the oceans Deep Do you know why they’re there?From the times of rebellionThey were cast to the waters The Cowards are not those who runDuring warThey’re not those who find excusesThey’re not those who find blames The Cowards are those:Who rape the pride…
Ode to King Jesus Timeless Ancestor, living in fair clouds/Son of the Living God, Heir of Heaven/Your crown of gold glitters brighter than the sun//Live forever, O King! Beautiful Angels, with their many wings/Sweep clean your orchards and bow at your feet/Creation sings your praises on earth below//Holy is your name, O Lord! Power, majesty/Dominion/Adorn…
Moment I was six and we had company On the wavy August front yard. The sun was setting And stars were like fireflies And as I played in the garden I touched a rose blossom Which was like touching a star – Now smelling an aromatic vine Grown with the lace of love. I grabbed…
waking at 3:00 AM: peeking through the frozen window i touch the tumultuous privacy of artic chill centering myself in God’s presence i yield to the perfect whole – growing aware of my true identity and although it is frigidly cold i am the beauty of a summer rose as my desk chair grows sacred…
Dreaming of Eden Falling asleep softly I watch fresh new leaves On the twigs of trees. An owl is perched on the Bony branch above. The sun sets And whirling waters flow From the crystal clear brook. Lying on the thick blue-green wild grass I watch stars Breathing in Eden’s millionth star And my heart…
HAPPY ARE THOSE Behold the bloom that spreads the happiness, Despite the obstacle, overcoming hardships all, The fragrance, the aroma, the heavenly bliss, The Divine blessings showered abound! Shed no tears, mourn no more, The Divine light manifests upon the earth, Soothes and heals the wounds deep within, The soul to higher realms elevates! Let…
One Hundred shepherd boy with sheep sweeping through Canaan’s plain — ninety-nine palms & arms bears scars — paws — bear’s &beast’s yet, a stray, weighs ward – west, to waste wool in wolves’ wood. But would he? Wheel, he will, from masters crook, east. From peace to ego’s yeast Rain strikes strokes, Shepherd boy…
HEAVEN’S GATE When I get there amidst filthy souls late,You will open heaven’s gateWith the high pitch of your honey voice,I will sing like angels with no noiseTo trace in my beautiful voice,For all I have is you as my choice. When I get there amidst filthy soulsCovered without tattered-sinful clothes,You will undress me with…
HALO I don’t have enough of myself to confront living. So I let grief have its way, Piling regrets where a heart should be. The sun is licking on souls, again.And I hand over mine like a coin too rusted to cast a glint. May this poem, like God, suck the pus off my sores…
DIVINE TOUCH I took a huge step back from lifeWith the hopelessness of each passing day I wore a smiling face with disillusioned heart My inside was too damp with uncried tears No one knew the depth of my drowning soul Until she knocks the gate of hades. In the wretched valley of absolute nothingness,…
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