In Search of Love? A Dedication to Humanity One World (H.O.W) Founder, William D Holland
Humanity One World (H.O.W)
A Dedication and a loving offering to H.O.W, its Founder William Dale Holland
and family; and quite significantly its members, whose positive energy
acts as a beacon to inspire and uplift all God's children. I give you,
my reader, the link below, so that should you wish in any way,
to connect with those who strive to serve,, believing that
one by one we, too, can make a difference, then feel free to visit their website:
To Bill, to Beverly, and all the noble souls trying to manifest God's Light in a real tangible way.
In Search of Love
I searched for enchantments,
The Hanging Gardens of Babylon,
Came to me and calmed my mind.
I searched for majesty;
The grandeur of the Tajmahal,
Came to me and touched my heart.
I searched for power; I was embraced
By the effulgence of the rising sun.
I searched for Light; the luminosity
Of the moon enfolded me in rapture.
I searched for Love; my Beloved came and said:
“Take me, I’m yours.”
I remained speechless!
For how can I speak of the unspeakable?
Explain that which is awake in Silence,
In the magnificence of the Soul?
Yet the new-born radiates in its grandeur, without words,
Bringing tears and solace, to the hearts of many lovers.
Love is a furnace glowing in my Core.
Shimmering in Its lustre; caressing its many sojourners
Who seek life’s beauty
At Morn and Eve, the planets bow in adoration,
To Love’s sceptred lotuses, nourishing their Lights,
Beating the celestial drums of a mystic pulse,
Unfathomable to the minds perception.
Last evening, I pulled the curtain; looked at the setting sun.
So many songs of nightingales arose, simultaneously in my Heart!
Now I smell the breath of the ocean; inhale the fragrance of waves,
Which, like incense, seem to frolic, in their lavender and myrrh.
Mother Earth, on whose humility I tread daily,
Now adorns me in Love’s glory; my Soul’s a fire of Delight!
How I wish to touch the portals of a trillion lamps,
The radiant sweetness, of which my words are inadequate to convey.
Come! Sweet LOVE, take me to the Heavens,
While cascading Your beauty, inside the Deity within my Shrine,
To grant me sweet serenity and perfect peace.
-Word-crafted Awakenings by The Lantern-Carrier. ©Copyrighted, 10th January, 2015.
~Inspiring the Inner Light ~
On Philanthropy and Giving
Giving expands the human heart, and makes us receptive to His Love. When we give, we are not doing anything special; not searching for name and fame, but are consciously or unconsciously, enhancing our own growth. Truly speaking, we cannot really give, but merely serve. If humanity is our brothers and sisters, then who is giving what to whom? God is the only Giver.
Receiving is a need and likewise, giving is also a need. The Maestro gives by virtue of his virtuoso in the field of music, and the audience receives his expertise as well as solace to their minds and spirit. Still, the Maestro cannot function in an empty hall, with no applause and financial gains.
The flower offers freely of its fragrance, but it needs the blessings of Mother earth, the rain, the gardener and the love of otherwise ferocious animals and creatures, inn order to survive.
Let us be grateful to the ones we serve, for they are giving us an opportunity to make progress; to grow inwardly; to unveil the curtains in our hearts, so as to be receptive to the Master's Light. Giving lessens our inner burdens: greed, guilt, anger,ego ..., thus acting as a conduit or magnet to attract God's Grace, to transform our lower nature. I bid you much peace. In Love and Light.
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