RAINBOWS REALMS

There's A Thunder In The Distance Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:54:00 +0000

THERE'S A THUNDER IN THE DISTANCE
Poem By Swan Song

There's a thunder in the distance,
I can hear it loud as can be.
Makes the sinners to repent;
Makes the saints to pray.

Louder it grows,
As it gains momentum.
Louder it grows,
As all of Heaven does shout!

"Come to Me", says the Lord;
"Come to Me", & no one else!
"Come to Me", all who are weary,
"Come to Me", says Jesus Christ!

Why ridicule the only One who
Can save you, for sure!?
Why curse the only One who
Truly cares for you on planet earth!?

Why trample His Blood
Beneath your feet?
Why doubt the One who
Died to save you from hell!?

Why mock the only One who
Can save you from perishing!?
Why dispute with the only One
Who is called "The Truth"!?

Why not receive instead, the One
Who calls Himself "The Door"!?
His arms are open wide,
And waiting for you to receive!

His promised truth waits for you
From Above, while His beautiful
Light swirls around, & lights the very
Path upon which you now walk!

"Choose Jesus", is the song!
"Choose Jesus", before it is too late!
"Choose Jesus", is the syncopied beat, that
Swells itself in the wake of your path!

Listen to my cry, & listen to my song!
Jesus loves you truly, you see!
And He awaits your answer to
His clarion call from His heart of love!

It is so true, that He will never
Leave or forsake you, though
All others may; for Jesus' love
Stretches forth for you, eternally!

~Yours Truly In Jesus' Love~
~Swan Song~

He Turns My Eyes To The Harvest~Poem By SwanSong

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:52:00 +0000

~He Turns My Eyes To The Harvest~
~Poem~

He Turns My Eyes To The Harvest!
I cannot break my stare.
I cannot break my glance.

My eyes must now forever,
Be focused upon the harvest;
The Lord's harvest, as He calls
Them to come into His Kingdom!

Look Up! For the fields are
Already White! The harvest is
Indeed plentiful...Pray to the
Lord of the harvest, to
Send laborers into the fields!

Wait no longer, saints, for
The call is now. Tarry not in
Man's fields, nor the fields of strife!
Drop your weapons you fell
One-another with, & turn, & walk in
True love, for the Lord needs you now!

Set your gaze on Jesus, your head;
Not on earthly heads of men,
For they will lead you astray.
Focus on on the Son of God,
God's Son of Righteousness.

These words are serious.
These words are long.
These words are true.
Follow them, for they are your Lord's words.

You will find them forever written in
The recorded & written Word of God,
The Holy Writ, the Holy Scriptures, of old.

Hold true & fast to your Lord's Words.
Jesus is TRUTH! God never changes.
His Word is recorded forever, in Heaven.
Never abandon Jesus, & He will never abandon you.

He is with us now...unto...the end of the world.
He went to prepare us a mansion in Heaven.
He is returning with the saints,
& with the Angels from on high,
And he will be riding upon a white horse.

Every knee will bow, & every tongue
Will confess Jesus Christ Is Lord of lords!
He will return with a shout & the trump of God!
We will join Him & the saints, in the clouds.
And as it is written, we will forever be with
Our Lord Jesus Christ & King of kings!!!
Amen!!

~In Jesus' Love~
~SwanSong~

©2007~Poetry by Amber~
{Swan Songs Scripts}

My Wounded Warrior~Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:38:00 +0000

~My Wounded Warrior~

You are like
Beams of light,
Rays of sun,
Moonvelvet softly
Lighting the way in
The dark, a satin
Heart soothing
The wrinkled brow of
The forlorn, lips of
Songbird winging
Your praises to Me,
And pouring warm honey
On the suffering
Souls of humanity,
Melting hardness
Into fluid love
That runs like streams
Into meadows, touching
The golden edge of
Eternity, banishing
Sorrow and Pain.

Touch My heart
Of love, My daughter,
I love you, I call you
From above.
Let My oil of joy
Pour into your wounds
So deep. Just as I
Have poured through you -
To heal the lame
And the lost,
So I desire
To pour out Myself
Into you, and fill you,
Until you become
As a life-buoy.
An ocean-buoy -
Upright and afloat.
A sea-buoy -
That no troubled wave
Of life’s storms
Can touch or harm.

Visit Me in
The meadow on the hill.
Your Heavenly-Husband
-Lover - awaits you
There. My Face…
Is bathed in wreaths of
Smiles, at the joyous
Expectation of your next
Visit. My welcoming
Arms are spread wide,
Waiting and ever
Longing for your presence
There. I ache to
Hold you close,
And pour fresh oil
On your Precious head.
Run to Me,
My Wounded Warrior…
And I will heal you
There in the Secret
Meadow Of Peace

©2000~Poetry By Amber~

{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

America Arise With Open Eyes~Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:37:00 +0000

~America Arise With Open Eyes~

Bloodless flows
My Life's blood
Through the straws of grass,
While wind-swept plains
Soar ever more
Through amber waves of grain.

Through toil and sweat and blood
You move, till life's sweetness
Sings no songs for you,
And blue become the mountains above,
As below, you shout and grow
Weary in the weeds of waiting.

Impatience incenses you, and you
Grasp for stars, all withering
From your clasp, as strong winds
Blow and bend and break
Your bow, and life's weariness continues
To ebb, and wet the fields below...

Into which flow; new streams,
New springs of life, and the
Hoary, old man moves - slowly, fading
Into the bosom of bushes of old,
Then leaps out, flaming; bringing
Torch of fresh growth, born
Into the field of man...

A bud's chance to blossom, to
Change, and bring within range,
The spectacle of new life -
Born. To give grace, and brush
The soul of an old goal, long
Deserted in the fruitless
Plains of modern man...

While the old one wrenched
Free, straining at the bit of
The ox-bow, and fell short, yet
Strove, and tried again to breathe
Free. And lo - was lifted into the
Sky: the wings of the shoeless
Ones, the crippled and broken ones...

Who remained aloft, though
Chains sought to bury
Them beneath the soil of
The ones so long forgotten.
Yet, streaming into their mind,
Came the lilt of life:

"Though crippled and chained to
The earth, you may be, your
Shame shall cease, as you
Gaze above at the blazing Son
Of Love." And so, the cripples ones,
And tortured ones arose, and were
Freed, and turned and spoke:

"Desert your barren
Packs of dust and straw.
And look to the One, True
Shining Star; for there
You will envision
What was meant to be
For you and me:"

"For the poor and the rich,
The sightless and the seeing:
To join hearts, in one belief;
Hearing and achieving:"

"The song of the wanderer,
The song of the free,
The song of the poor,
And the song of the blest.
To be the best of both worlds,
Entwined hand in hand with
God, with Nature, and Man."

Weathered Barn Speaks~Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:36:00 +0000

~WEATHERED BARN SPEAKS~

Old wood,
Warped & weathered,
Your eyes do look,
Your silence does speak.

Long-time journeys
Have brought you here,
Have sought you here.

Time has fashioned you
And weathering storms
Have formed your planks.

Your story is as
Ageless as the sea,
And strong as the Redwoods.

Fairness & justice
Have screamed at you,
Calling you on, stronger still.

Arms have sought to
Hold you, caress you,
To draw out your harrowing story.

Tears, not yours,
Have fallen on you
Fashioned you, changed you.

Sun has parched you,
Yet made you strong,
As age graced your brow.

Children played at your feet,
And within you,
Silent winds whispered
Your story of the ages.

Now, those crippled, with cane,
Pass by you, & stop & stare,
While your story
Tells them theirs.

Grow stiller, please,
And far more silent.
Your story speaks too loud,
Becomes an echo…

Reverberating through
Woods, Grass, Sky.
Animals scurry at
Your wizened feet.

And the mysteries of the ages
Do sing their song
Through you.

©2006~Poetry by Amber~
{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

Far-Off Day Of Hope~Dreams Again Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:30:00 +0000

Far-Off Day Of Hope~Dreams Again

Moms Cry
Dads Die
Babies Sleep
Beneath The Feet
Of A New
Trail Of Tears.

Irac
Iran
North Korea
Who’s next?

How Long
Will Our Soul
Spend It’s Days
In War?

Shall Peace
Ever Reign?
Is It A
Promised Gift?

Will We
Ever Sleep?
Will The Bombs
Always Blow?

Drums, Drums, Drums!
Stop!
Bugles, Bugles, Bugles,
Stop!

Play A Harp!
Touch A Violin!
Let A Cello
Speak In Dreams!

Sing A Reverie.
Spark A Song.
Let The Memories
Of A Far-Off
Day Of Hope
Dream Again.

©2007~Poetry by Amber~
{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

The Rushing Streams Of Our Lives~Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 06:02:00 +0000

~The Rushing Streams Of Our Lives~

Streams rush through
The soul of my being.
Days of tribulation fade,
As I grasp the strength
Of God's Merciful Love.

Sometimes my soul melts within,
While pondering the current days & news,
And the near & rushing future
Of what some very evil ones
Plan for the fate of humankind.

Yet in a splendorous wind,
I am swept up into
The rapturous beauty &
Amazing loving-kindness
Of my Lord & King...Jesus!

He makes everything right,
Even when everything seems all wrong.
This is what I meditate on,
Even as I see my world crumbling
All around, in so much of what I see.

Morals are fading,
Emotions are jaded,
Cartoons are violent,
Music wracks the nerves,
And species are disappearing.

Doors are locking,
Window bars go up,
Car alarms go on,
Jails fill up,
And gas pumps go dry.

Too much, too much
Is going on, going up, coming down.
Where is the release?
Where is the relief?
In Jesus Christ The Lord.

For He has said to
"Be of good cheer,
For I have overcome the world"!!!
"Greater is He who is in us,
Than he who is in the world"!

"And they overcame him by
The blood of the Lamb,
The word of their testimony,
And loving not their lives unto the death".
"We are more than CONQUERORS"!

"For we are well able to OVERCOME it".
"And mightest OVERCOME when thou art judged".
"But OVERCOME evil with good".
"And ye have OVERCOME the wicked one".
"And have OVERCOME them".

"We shall also REIGN with him".
"And shall REIGN with him a thousand years".
"And he shall REIGN for ever and ever".
"And shall REIGN with him a thousand years".
"And they shall REIGN for ever and ever"!

~Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus~

©2007~Poetry by Amber~
{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

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~Scripture References~

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John 16:33 These things I have spoken unto you, that in me ye might have peace. In the world ye shall have tribulation: but be of good cheer; I have OVERCOME the world.

1John 4:4 Ye are of God, little children, and have OVERCOME them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.

Rev 12:11 And they OVERCOME him by the blood of the Lamb, and by the word of their testimony; and they loved not their lives unto the death.

Rom 8:37 Nay, in all these things we are more than CONQUERORS through him that loved us.

Num 13:30 And Caleb stilled the people before Moses, and said, Let us go up at once, and possess it; for we are well able to OVERCOME it.

Rom 3:4 God forbid: yea, let God be true, but every man a liar; as it is written, That thou mightest be justified in thy sayings, and mightest OVERCOME when thou art judged.

Rom 12:21 Be not OVERCOME of evil, but OVERCOME evil with good.

1John 2:14 I have written unto you, fathers, because ye have known him that is from the beginning. I have written unto you, young men, because ye are strong, and the word of God abideth in you, and ye have OVERCOME the wicked one.

1John 4:4 Ye are of God, little children, and have OVERCOME them: because greater is he that is in you, than he that is in the world.

2Tim 2:12 If we suffer, we shall also REIGN with him: if we deny him, he also will deny us:

Rev 5:10 And hast made us unto our God kings and priests: and we shall REIGN on the earth.

Rev 11:15 And the seventh angel sounded; and there were great voices in heaven, saying, The kingdoms of this world are become the kingdoms of our Lord, and of his Christ; and he shall REIGN for ever and ever.

Rev 20:6 Blessed and holy is he that hath part in the first resurrection: on such the second death hath no power, but they shall be priests of God and of Christ, and shall REIGN with him a thousand years.

Rev 22:5 And there shall be no night there; and they need no candle, neither light of the sun; for the Lord God giveth them light: and they shall REIGN for ever and ever.

Rev 22:20 He which testifieth these things saith, Surely I come quickly. Amen. Even so, come, Lord Jesus.

~In Jesus' Magnificent Love~
~Swan Song~

~The Unknown Cloud~Poem By Swan Song~

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 05:51:00 +0000

~THE UNKNOWN CLOUD~

Oh how I feel
Caught up in
The unknown cloud
A cloud like this
I have not known.

A mysterious cloud it is,
Weaving it’s way
Through Darkness.
Through Light,
Through Love.

It winds it’s way
Mysteriously through
Many paths,
Many ways,
Many eons of fate.

It whirls & winds
It’s way through
Mirrors of Glass,
And reflected memories,
Played on my mind.

It surfaces at the
Most unusual times,
Flitting in it’s own
Unique ways, across
The fields of my mind.

It’s journeys seem
Endless, as it weaves
It’s way through
Streams, Winds, & Sails
Of the Ancient Mariner.

It rocks my world,
Yet it sweeps me up
Into some sublime,
Yet hidden, future of
A Time not known.

Vistas of a new time,
A time not yet
Revealed to the
Inhabitants of earth,
Or it’s playful creatures.

The repugnance of
Our current world
Situations, cause
My nose to recoil,
From it’s acrid air.

Fresh air, I cry!
Please bring fresh air!
Refresh this world
Of mine! Bring Sweet
Relief & Joy Sublime!

Oh rays of sun,
Beam down on us!
Bring new light to
A world filled with
Deep darkness, now!

Rekindle a spark of
Hope, in us now!
Breath of Wind,
Blow on us, stirring
Our hearts with joy!

Radiant light of
The Son Of God,
Please fall on us
With Your kindest,
Gentlest Arms of Love!

Please enter our world
Afresh, & anew,
With new waves of
Glory, falling on our
Soil! Send kind winds!

To restore us now!
Before it’s too late!
And humanity no longer
Breathes any fresh
Air, & we gasp our last!

Let not fate
Take us to the
Depths of despair!
Renew our hope in
Your love, so fair!

Help our hardened
Spirits to yield to
Your Great Truth & Light
Fall on us & fill us,
Great Glory from on High!

©2007~Poetry by Amber~
{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

~Creation's Canvas~Poem By Swan Song~

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 05:34:00 +0000

~Creation's Canvas~

Swirls, red arches,

hues of blues,

greens, yellows,

oranges, blat on

my canvas, capturing

whispering mysteries

of distant visions.

Pinks explode,

violets vibrate,

blacks disintegrate

to regions unfathomed,

while whites expand,

and crimsons kill.

Forces of universe

integrate to create

images upon my

palate, and canvases

dissolve beneath

the maiden paint...

Until my brush

retires, turpentine

cleans and easels

resign to sleep in

dream tide's dust.

When dawning creation

spark's genius's touch,

stirring the gift

of birth again...

Wild music swirls, as

orchestras crash, and

stampedes of design

invade our mind.

Then peace descends,

as fingers float, and

swish, swish,

swish, the brush

flows on, flows on...

Until mad melody

passes, and plop,

plop, plop,

goes the rock,

skipping across the

angel's pond.

As in reverie, I rest,

a thousand voices

call: the echos of

paintings completed,

and those unborn.

The wild drive

never subsides,

it only ebbs,

till life begins

again, on canvas's

white, waiting palace.

©1995~Poetry by Amber
{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

{Penned: February 23rd, 1995}

Their Ashes Are Clothed With Beauty~Poem By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 05:32:00 +0000

~Their Ashes Are Clothed With Beauty~
~A Poem Inspired By Jesus~

Wisdom walks,
And Prophesy talks.
My daughter is kind,
And my daughter loves.
I taught her that!
She learned it from Me!
She listened to Me,
And let Me lead the way.
I clothed her heart with love.

Though her path
Was dark & occluded at times,
I shone A Light on
Her weary days.
She became refreshed;
She became renewed!
Now I send her as a shining star,
Bright & glistening in
A night so bleak.

By My Light shining through her,
Others will now find their way
On a long, dusty path of ash.
But My Beauty will be birthed,
And I, the Bright & Morning Star,
Will light their path,
As slowly they arise from
The pile of ashes at their feet,
And their ashes are clothed with beauty!!!

~Love, Jesus~

©2006~Poetry by Amber~
{~Swan Songs Scripts~}

Unveiling Of The Rarest Jewel~By Swan Song

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Wed, 27 May 2009 05:22:00 +0000

~Unveiling Of The Rarest Jewel~

Dreams came upon mansions at one time,
Birthing in me a brand new horizon.
Snow-capped mountains greeted my view,
As I spied a moving mystery upon those caps.

Something burst upon the scene of memories,
From a long-ago day, which only lived
In my dreams. Gold streaks filtered
Through My view of a brand new star.

It took shape slowly, in a kaleidoscope
Way, ever changing before my eyes,
Like a chameleon's dance. So many colors
Played on the screen of my widening vision.

A merry-go-round took shape in the sky;
Floated slowly down towards the ground.
It landed softly, while a waltz began to play,
Bringing fleeting dreams from another day.

So many harps & flutes started to dance,
Their melody wrapped up inside some
Evasive dreamland place. Swirls of colors
Entwined their hands, while a veil blew away.

Misted clouds moved quickly in the sky;
Ripping some old horror away. Misery
Departed, as winter's cold draft dissipated
Into some realm where it was still unwelcome.

Innocent laughter wafted to my ears,
As something deep inside trembled, in
Anticipation of something rare; No,
It was something completely unique!

Murmurs now began to form in my ears,
Telling me of the excitement of a new
Gem, just discovered upon an island,
Not known to be in existence before!

The flurry of clamorous thrills
Shoot through the air! Who shall
Be the first to view this unexpected
Discovery of a jewel never revealed?

Uncover me! The jewel insists!
Please gaze beyond my outer design,
As beautiful as it is, for rarer still,
Is what lays quietly, trembling inside.

I lay hidden, the jewel speaks, waiting
For someone to finally peer deeper into
The delicate folds of my interior design,
Which rested, quivering, lest I be found!

For only one with a true regal bearing,
May touch my soul, for it is exquisite in
It's intricate design; like an undiscovered
Chambered cave, it secrets itself away.

I reserve myself, the gem speaks, for that
One, special touch. For only a Royal Touch will do,
You see, lest the finely-tuned parts of me
Became damaged by the unscrupulous touch.

Who will finally come, says the gemstone,
And gaze on me, & uncover me, & discover
What a surprising gyration of life, what a
Merry-Go-Round ride, lives inside of me!!!

{Swan Songs Scripts}
©2007~Poetry by Amber~
~Penned: August 31 2007~

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~Unveiling Of The Rarest Jewel~

This is a Poem

About the Bride {the true church},

Written for the Bride {the true church}.

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In Scripture,

we are referred to as:

"a royal priesthood",

& are asked to follow:

"the royal law"!

So we are referred to as:

ROYALTY!

That is why I use the inference of

"ROYALTY"

here; IE,

"a Royal Touch"!

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1 Peter 2:9
But you are a chosen generation, a ROYAL priesthood,
a holy nation, His own special people,
that you may proclaim the praises of Him who
called you out of darkness into His marvelous light;
KJV

James 2:8
If you really fulfill the ROYAL law according to the Scripture,
"You shall love your neighbor as yourself," you do well;
KJV

Song of Solomon 7:1
How beautiful are thy feet with shoes,
O prince's daughter!
the joints of thy thighs are like JEWELS,
the work of the hands of a cunning workman.
KJV

Isaiah 61:10
I will greatly rejoice in the LORD,
my soul shall be joyful in my God;
for he hath clothed me with the garments of salvation,
he hath covered me with the robe of righteousness,
as a bridegroom decketh himself with ornaments,
and as a bride adorneth herself with her JEWELS.
KJV

Zechariah 9:16
And the LORD their God shall save them in that day
as the flock of his people:
for they shall be as the STONES of a CROWN,
lifted up as an ensign upon his land.
KJV

Zechariah 9:16
The LORD their God will save them in that day,
As the flock of His people.
For they shall be like the JEWELS of a CROWN,
Lifted like a banner over His land-
NKJV

Malachi 3:17
And they shall be mine, saith the LORD of hosts,
in that day when I make up my JEWELS;
and I will spare them,
as a man spareth his own son that serveth him.
KJV

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The meaning of this poem,

is that we, as Christian Believers,

are ALL God's Royal Jewels...

and as such...

we ought to

"touch"

one another with

"A Royal's Touch"...

for we are "touching" Royalty!

Just thought you might want to know!

May you ALL Be Blessed...

My Royal Friends!!!

~In Jesus' Love~SwanSong~

Rainbows Realms Welcome Pic

noreply@blogger.com (Swan Song) — Tue, 12 May 2009 01:32:00 +0000