Vow for 2011

Lighthouse Dreams - by Jacqueline Lee

Like the Lighthouse beacon,
That guides in broad beams of light.
Shining saviour in dark and stormy seas,
I aspire to your philanthropic heights.

Let I be a humble ewer,
Pouring forth praise in bliss,
Of the effortless perfection
In which wondrous Nature exists.

Let my eyes be a mirror,
That silently records
The mundane and the Marvels,
Let them quietly reflect.

Let my hands serve Creation.
My laughter ring resounding,
As I glory in Reality,
My being humbled; Light.

I will lift my voice in sincerity,
Of the lessons we have been left,
To live in harmony, and with Love.
To create worth, lead worthy lives.

I will lift my voice to sing of
the Deeds that taught those lessons.
Bought at the personal cost of pain,
Held sacred in living memory.

Let my voice rise in reminder,
Of the cost of war won honours.
That the price of ambitious conquest,
Is paid with lives of the Loved.

In intangible, eternally valid
Coins of Sorrow and Despair.
An immeasurable weight in tears
Shed in longing for our Lost.

Oh Humanity!
We are creatures of moving Water!
Tears and laughter we both shed.
We all gush, a running-red.

Our basic bodily needs,
Urgent, force us to heed.
Thus, Scarcity is the name
That breeds both brutality and pain.

Yet alone of all earthly beasts,
We kill for pride and for pleasure.
Humanity, are we best or worst then?
Amongst all whom share this planet.

I say, the best of us are Magnificent!
Those who beautify and ease pain.
I say, the worst of us are foulest.
Violence without reason, cruel unending pain.

We are born to walk the balance,
Walking ever-changing shades of grey.
Between gain for our Selves,
At the cost of loss, of another's dismay.

We can only humbly hope, to redress
Such distress, whenever we are able.
And aim always to achieve
Mutual gain above all needs.

Our innate inclination,
Is to Beauty and the Bright.
Wondrous is Human Destiny,
Each Voice to Rejoice, in the Symphony of Life.

Grant I grow in capability,
Guiding those whom I can,
Above our base and basic natures,
Towards our genetic destiny.

Let us make our Selves, Worthy,
Our luminous planet, Haven,
As She hangs, haloed in the Heavens,
God-Graced, among our Sister-Stars.






Dictionary.com: Grace 1. an elegance of form, manner, motion, and action.
2. the freely given, unmerited favour and love of God.