Showing posts with label One. Show all posts
Showing posts with label One. Show all posts
Monday, January 1, 2024
The pulse of 2024 ~ may it be of power, peace, grace and love...
JOY AS ONE... 2024
Looking back to days now gone, now past
This NOW, what we perceive it to be
A choice ever held by a you, by a me
Many a decision, ours to reach, to make
From the domains of thought and vision we partake
A mind with purity of purpose, intent and direction
Is itself life's questing passion and perfection
Shaper we are of each yesterday, a tomorrow to come
We with the MAKER, our will as JOY as ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet
Image: Janus
In Roman mythology, Janus (or Ianus; "archway") was the god of gates, doors, doorways, beginnings and endings. His most prominent remnant in modern culture is his namesake, the month of January, which begins the new year.
NEW TIDINGS 2024
This New Year to unfold
Its gifts in full yet to behold
For this moment in grace known
For the grandeur of nature ever shown
For the snows of Winter soon to blanket all
For the budding of life Spring to call
For the beauty Summer brings to you
For the splendor each Fall in brilliant hue
Signs, markings, the stars, the zodiac to chart
The NOW in Presence, each vision bears its start
The moment, day and passing year
In gratitude for life evermore dear
A knowing of an inner spirit of calm
Love and faith shielding all from harm
Cold be winter's winds now that blow
Upon my face sun's noon warming glow
In joyful reverence this day gifted new
Creation's love, praise and favor on to you
What be the Light that you in heart hold dear
Bring these supernal visions to this, A New Year.
APOGEE Poet
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Sunday, June 5, 2022
AWAKENED...
awakened to the brilliant light of the SUN
to the sweet sound of the song bird song
to the embracing warmth of the morning air
to the gentle wind that dances the leaves
to the pulsing silence that is breath and BEING.
awakened to this day, this moment of time
to the gift of grace and the blessed divine
to all that life beckons to be known
we the perceiver of what is given, what is shown
alchemy ever calling to the quest within
be we one with soul, beyond all false sin
awakened to the reach of hand, heart, that has a knowing wise
to the TRUTH to banish betrayal, deception and lies
to the past, to the present and what is yet to come
to the resolve, to the light, to a shared PEACE as ONE.
APOGEE Poet
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
AWAKENED: APOGEE Vibrational Art, The Sounding Light Collection,
©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2012-2022.
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Monday, March 7, 2022
O N E ~ for an artist ~ a poetic dialogue in reflection
Hush the taunts and echoes of voices dark
Move beyond each defined limiting mark
Quell the daunting cries and laments of days long past
You the Creator of a destiny now in beauty cast
A summoning cry, an embracing call, a petition of heart
Line and form your behest of grace shall not depart
The light of soul, of stars, of the moon and the sun
Be they known ever within you as ONE
Embrace the call of hand, pencil, upon surfaces pristine and new
Respect the beckoning call of creation that pulses within you
Touch, mold the clay with hands, fingers that are in God's grace
Heed to the beauty, the truth, that calls from within Soul's place
Supernal be your divinity and gift of creation sacred and wise
Your BEING dauntless and knowing beyond deception and lies
The MUSE has come
Thy will as ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Sunday, August 15, 2021
The Morning SUN ~ through the kaleidoscope
through the kaleidoscope focus I
embraced by the grace of the lambent sky
the morning sun I to greet
color, sacred form, light to meet
through the kaleidoscope beauty perceived
flowing interchange in the now conceived
a treasure trove of light, the gift of SUN
as form, flow, and breath become ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Friday, November 6, 2020
O N E...
Awakened to the dawning new... to the resounding silence... to
ONE
It is the silence that is heard
The din holds blind the given WORD
It is the heart that seeks and finds
Beyond the trappings of the mind
It is the soul in its knowing care
That soars beyond the darkness of despair
Each season a crescendo of time
Constant be the call to the divine
It is love eternal in its gift of grace
That brings as ONE, all time, all place.
Tuesday, November 3, 2020
The Leaf That Glistens
As above, so below, gifts of grace be they found
Alchemic be the magic of each season of grace
Leaves taken by the winds of time hold sacred a place
Golden be the leaf that glistens in the November sun
Blessed be all who behold the message of the ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Photo Credit: In gratitude to Michael Lawler, 2020.
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Wednesday, January 22, 2020
...by the O N E
A stillness, a calm, the air chilled and awakening it be
Trees, branches, and bough, reaching to the light before me
Sky of lambent blue so brilliantly clear, supernal indeed
This celestial gift before me in benediction I to receive
A silence in this motionless moment of BEING divine
Such be the savor of the morning light, this the gift of time
This season of winter to embrace my blessed abode
Each day, each moment, there be a story to be told
The All becomes known in each breath of SELF proclaimed
GLORY, GRACE, LIGHT, by the ONE so named.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Thursday, November 13, 2014
S I L E N C E
S I L E N C E
The quiet resounds
The silence speaks, the silence sings
The quietude echoes the breath
The stillness echoes the heart
Embraced by a timelessness
Held by the spirit of ONE
The pause, the meditative moment
ALL IS the PRESENCE
The breath, the breath, the breath
The breath of BEING
The quiet resounds.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Interface, breath and being, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2014, www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com
The quiet resounds
The silence speaks, the silence sings
The quietude echoes the breath
The stillness echoes the heart
Embraced by a timelessness
Held by the spirit of ONE
The pause, the meditative moment
ALL IS the PRESENCE
The breath, the breath, the breath
The breath of BEING
The quiet resounds.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Interface, breath and being, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2014, www.thesoundinglight.blogspot.com
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Saturday, February 16, 2013
...and so known... SELF ~ ONE ~ ALL
Presence within the depths of soul
Presence within the chambers of heart
So BE this grace of blessings divine
Within the rapture of each breath mine
This breath of SELF within to call
The ecstasy of ONE of ALL.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Ecstasy of St. Teresa, 1647-52, Marble, Santa Maria della Vittoria, Rome,
Gianlorenzo Bernini, 1598-1680.
Gianlorenzo Bernini, 1598-1680.
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Monday, February 4, 2013
alchemic... Golden Light
golden light of soul be this moment's decree
the silence of PRESENCE pulses within me
beyond all loss, pain, darkness and despair
ever the endowment of CREATION, light and care
to this rapture of faith and love I willingly succumb
to this golden light of life I, ALL, ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
the silence of PRESENCE pulses within me
beyond all loss, pain, darkness and despair
ever the endowment of CREATION, light and care
to this rapture of faith and love I willingly succumb
to this golden light of life I, ALL, ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Awakened Faith, Image, APOGEE Vibrational Art, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013.
Monday, January 30, 2012
Echo They THE WAY

the many moods and hues of expression
words to reflect the wondrous gifts of BEING
words to convey a heartfelt plea for change
words of love, peace and beauty abound
words of faith and glory to be found
words of PRAISE for victory there shall be
words of grace, care and fulfilled destiny
be there words words this very day
within our soul echo they THE WAY
words of scripture to deeply behold
words of history of quest be ever told
be there ONE word triumphant and sublime
'tis the WORD the WORD of The Divine.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Vincent van Gogh. Still Life with Open Bible. April 1885. Oil on canvas. Vincent van Gogh Foundation, Rijksmuseum Vincent van Gogh, Amsterdam, the Netherlands.
words to reflect the wondrous gifts of BEING
words to convey a heartfelt plea for change
words of love, peace and beauty abound
words of faith and glory to be found
words of PRAISE for victory there shall be
words of grace, care and fulfilled destiny
be there words words this very day
within our soul echo they THE WAY
words of scripture to deeply behold
words of history of quest be ever told
be there ONE word triumphant and sublime
'tis the WORD the WORD of The Divine.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Vincent van Gogh. Still Life with Open Bible. April 1885. Oil on canvas. Vincent van Gogh Foundation, Rijksmuseum Vincent van Gogh, Amsterdam, the Netherlands.
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Sunday, May 1, 2011
The Tao of Kung Fu #2- "All creatures are one with nature."

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ONE
I am the free flight of the Spring robin
I am the gentle touch of the butterfly
I am the joyful scamper of the squirrel
I am the purposeful task master of the honeybee
I am the light of the firefly
I am the protection of the tigress
I am the roar of the lion
I am the purr of the kitten
I am the knowing grace of life
I am ONE and ALL in Creation.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Poet
Wednesday, March 23, 2011
This Season

light needs darkness
joy knows pain
love knows loss
life greets death
what was newly is
cycles, seasons, birth and rebirth
this season of Spring
the play of BEING to come
this season of Spring
bounty and glory as ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Landscapes Inspired by Du Fu’s Poetic Sensibilities Photo: Christie's Images Ltd 2010.
http://www.artyouknow.com/2010/04/christies-presents-the-most-valuable-chinese-painting-ever-offered-at-auction/
Tuesday, March 15, 2011
Prods of Passion

prods of passion this alchemic quest
golden light of soul be this moment's decree
within the depths of darkness this breath's ebb and flow
the sounding silence of PRESENCE known within me
to this rapture of faith and love I willingly surrender
beyond all loss, pain, darkness and despair
ever the endowment of CREATION, light and care
to its enfolding embrace I shall succumb
to this golden light of sun and life I, ALL, ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Prods of Passion, Image, ©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2011.
Tuesday, November 2, 2010
Within This Hour

Haiku Reflection
setting sun of gold
alchemy be this moment
with light One behold.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Golden Sky, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010, http://www.apogeeart.com
setting sun of gold
alchemy be this moment
with light One behold.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Golden Sky, Watercolor, Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2010, http://www.apogeeart.com
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Sunday, September 26, 2010
The Light of Soul
to an artistHush the taunts and echoes of voices dark
Move beyond each defined limiting mark
Quell the daunting cries and laments of days long past
You the Creator of a destiny now in beauty cast
A summoning cry, an embracing call, a petition of heart
Line and form your behest of grace shall not depart
The light of soul, of stars, of the moon and the sun
Be they known ever within you as ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Image: Gold Light, Blossom Good Child.
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Thursday, May 20, 2010
SELF ~ ONE ~ ALL

The mounting quest and fervor real
This heart knows not to conceal
Open to feel, touch and mark desire
Pleading passion, flame and fire
And I to heed passion's plea
In all sensibilities I not flee
This breath of SELF within to call
The ecstasy of ONE of ALL.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Ecstasy of St. Teresa, 1647-52, Marble, Santa Maria della Vittoria, Rome, Gianlorenzo Bernini, 1598-1680.
The Cornaro Chapel, in the left transept of the Church of S. Maria della Vittoria in Rome, is the greatest single commission of the Cornaro family outside the field of architecture and one of the most inspired monuments of art history. Cardinal Patriarch Federico Cornaro acquired the chapel rights in January 1647 and commissioned its design and execution by Giovanni Lorenzo Bernini, 1647-52.
http://www.care2.com/greenliving/spiritual-ecstasy.html
"Spiritual ecstasy is not a feeling or an idea but a shift of perception in which direct contact with spirit is made. Being in ecstasy does not have to express itself through intensity of any kind. The biblical injunction “Be still and know that I am God” is an invitation to ecstasy.
I prefer the spiritual definition because it is inclusive of the physical and the mythical. The most famous example of spiritual ecstasy is probably that of Saint Teresa, who dreamed that an angel came and pierced her heart with a golden arrow. She describes this experience in intensely physical terms, as a burning pain that was almost unendurable until it wondrously transformed itself into equally intense pleasure.
The mythic ingredients of the angel and the arrow are unmistakable once we think back to the god Eros with his quiver and bow. In her ecstasy Teresa felt nothing less than the intimate embrace of God, and the erotic and mythic overtones of her experience make it no less divine. Being supremely spiritual, her ecstasy is able to include every level of interpretation.
What usually makes ecstasy so intense and extreme is not the experience itself but getting to it. The common images of God or an angel coming down from heaven to pierce, shatter, and penetrate the ecstatic one do not have to be taken literally; they serve to remind us that many layers shield us from contact with spirit. To receive the gift of ecstasy is an exquisite experience, as told in a remarkable passage from Greek Orthodox manuscript written a thousand years ago:"
http://www.care2.com/greenliving/spiritual-ecstasy.html
"Spiritual ecstasy is not a feeling or an idea but a shift of perception in which direct contact with spirit is made. Being in ecstasy does not have to express itself through intensity of any kind. The biblical injunction “Be still and know that I am God” is an invitation to ecstasy.
I prefer the spiritual definition because it is inclusive of the physical and the mythical. The most famous example of spiritual ecstasy is probably that of Saint Teresa, who dreamed that an angel came and pierced her heart with a golden arrow. She describes this experience in intensely physical terms, as a burning pain that was almost unendurable until it wondrously transformed itself into equally intense pleasure.
The mythic ingredients of the angel and the arrow are unmistakable once we think back to the god Eros with his quiver and bow. In her ecstasy Teresa felt nothing less than the intimate embrace of God, and the erotic and mythic overtones of her experience make it no less divine. Being supremely spiritual, her ecstasy is able to include every level of interpretation.
What usually makes ecstasy so intense and extreme is not the experience itself but getting to it. The common images of God or an angel coming down from heaven to pierce, shatter, and penetrate the ecstatic one do not have to be taken literally; they serve to remind us that many layers shield us from contact with spirit. To receive the gift of ecstasy is an exquisite experience, as told in a remarkable passage from Greek Orthodox manuscript written a thousand years ago:"
For if we genuinely love Him,
We wake up inside Christ’s body
Where all our body, all over,
Every most hidden part of it,
Is realized in joy as Him,
And He makes us, utterly, real.
We wake up inside Christ’s body
Where all our body, all over,
Every most hidden part of it,
Is realized in joy as Him,
And He makes us, utterly, real.
Adapted from The Path to Love, by Deepak Chopra (Three Rivers Press, 1997).
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Friday, March 19, 2010
Our work as ONE

There shall be a rising sun
And known be our work as ONE
We with perspectives in dedication
Life and purpose imbued with Creation
Wisdom gathered from many wise
The art of ALL a treasured prize
Beauty, strength and grace, a body behold
Health, prosperity, and blessings BE the story told.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
To my three sons
Patrick, Charles and Christopher
In loving faith,
MOM
Asklepios, or Asclepius (Ἀσκληπιός, Ασκληπιός) (or in Roman Aesculapius),
god of medicine and healing in ancient Greek mythology.
Musei Vaticani, State of the Vatican City, Artist/Maker Unknown
Asklepios. Marble, Roman copy after a Greek original of the 5th century BC.
The inscription on the plinth indicates the statuette to be a votive gift.
Credit line From the Vicolo dei Leutari in Rome, 1783
Location Museo Chiaramonti
Tuesday, January 5, 2010
Our Will As ONE

Looking back to days now gone, now past
Looking to the future, days new, days vast
This NOW, what we perceive it to be
A choice ever held by a you, by a me
Many a decision, ours to reach, to make
From the threads of thought and vision we partake
A mind with purity of purpose, intent and direction
Is itself life's questing perfection
Shaper we are of each yesterday and a tomorrow to come
We with the MAKER, our will as ONE.
Rose Marie Raccioppi
Janus
Roman Republican Janus coin, c. 225-212 B.C.
www.vroma.org/.../ janus_vienna.jpg
In Roman mythology, Janus (or Ianus; "archway") was the god of gates, doors, doorways, beginnings and endings.
His most prominent remnant in modern culture is his namesake, the month of January, which begins the new year.
His most prominent remnant in modern culture is his namesake, the month of January, which begins the new year.
Poetry is when an emotion has found its thought and the thought has found words.
~Robert Frost~
and so the echoes of heart, soul, and quest, be heard...
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