A pathway is laid before all

This place is very wide

The universe is only one

But observing conducts of people

Two different spirits govern all

Night reigns, shadows of

Obscurity control

Giant walls surround thousands of people

As caged, as birds, hopeless and unsettled

Rather than searching for the Way of Life

People embrace without concern

The ticking bomb that will send them to burn

One day at the end of the rope

Something within longs for the unseen

Birds of an Eagle race fight to win

One spirit reigns over the predestined to below

But The Spirit of Light is sent like an hallow

Of angels upon the Elected of Above

Who fight to fly from chains of grave

A pathway is laid before all

As people grow into adults with moral

Two distinct ways derive from the pathway

Watching so many choose luxurious left

Very few follow the narrow right

And a spirit of war is on the sons of night

DOUX CHARIOT!

De la terre au ciel, chaque jour

Doux Chariot vient m’emmener

A la maison, ou je reçois instructions

Sur comment surmonter la journée à venir

Le commandement est que je

Marche par la Foi et non par la vue

La Foi, la Révélation venant d’en Haut,

Doux Chariot qui me transporte

Chaque jour dans Sa Présence

 Révélation, mon pain quotidien

Par elle je contacte les sphères célestes

Révélation, le Doux Chariot qui

Me connecte à ma théophanie

De ma maison terrestre a ma demeure céleste

Doux Chariot m’emmène et me ramène du Trône

Ou Jéhovah me montre les choses a venir

Et me dit quoi éviter

La, je me baigne dans la beauté de Son

Immense Paix – heureuse

De savoir que Le Père prend soin de tout

Doux Chariot, je m’empresse d’entendre

Le son de ses roues

Quand il vient pour me transporter dans la gloire, chaque jour !

SWEET CHARIOT!

From Earth to Heaven, daily
Sweet Chariot swings back and
forth to carry me Home -
where I receive instructions
on how to live the day ahead

The commandment is that I
walk by Faith and not by sight
Faith, Revelation from on High,
The Sweet Chariot that transports me
daily in His Presence

Revelation is my daily bread
By it I contact the Heavenly Spheres
Revelation is the Sweet Chariot
that connects me to my theophany,
From my earthly home to my heavenly Home,

Sweet Chariot brings me back and
forth before the Throne
where Jehovah shows me things to come,
and tells me routes to escape
There I lay in the beauty of
immense peace  - so happy
to know the Father takes care of it all
Sweet Chariot I long to hear
the sounds of its wheels,
when it comes to take me to Glory, daily!

The Guide

From a zone unseen
to the scientific or human,
a small place where stands
The Throne without end,
Comes a voice, each morning
As loud as the ear can hear;
The ear of the heart, of the soul

Throughout the earthly stay,
He reminds, reprimands, and
guides the tried child in
The pathway of life
Repeating 'always pray'
whenever the child is dismayed
ready to give up and run away

He is the Father, and He is, His Spirit
He is the red flash before sin
Warning against the road to ruin
Bringing back to the spirit
verses, quotes, scriptures, sermons
He is the Intercessor and the Comforter
Sent from above to lead in this pilgrimage

To my gone loved one

Nothing much to say really -
It's an ocean, there aren't enough containers
To contain it's content
But it's a particular day, today
February the 10th 2015
And you would have been 16
Had He not decided to call you home

Your coming in our home was a blessing
And your leaving is still hurting
But there's all that we have to keep you alive
The rice we ate together each time mama cooked,
The seas we crossed together to reach countries,
The mountains we had to climb at such young age,
All of it was done, together

We were a team, Rigson
And I miss you sitting by my bed and telling me
your childish and shapeless stories
As I laid eaten by gastritis or blood pressure or, you know what
In fact, we all miss you and your silliness:
You burning yourself just when we were all
So ready and excited to go to church,
You locking your head between two walls
Till they had to break them to pull you out,
You telling us your goal of having a church
Where no one would even eat -
Nobody can make up the emptiness you left

But it's your birthday - so of course no sadness
Well, why don't we sing till we annoy them?
Or, what about trying to recreate the scenery
Of the earth before the world began?
Memories, that's all we have left of you
They are so precious we refuse to let go
The best thing though is that it feels like
You are always right here with us

Alone, I don't really know what to do
You can tell, I don't really know
What to say either, little brother
I guess I just wanted to wish you happy birthday
To say that even though you are no longer here
You are always with us and we love you
Till we meet again at the Saviour's feet -