THE CALL

 

each tear the call to PRESENCE divine

the flowing, the release of heart to mind

a calling libation upon my face in tears there be

and I in tidal waves ONE with the sea

turbulent and calm as too, the tide

from moods and tempers I not hide

heed well I the beckoning of soul

the held vision, the quest, the goal

the tears, the grace, of waters within

wash away the dissonance, the din

heed I this heart to be heard

its chambers echo, echo, God's WORD.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

APOGEE Poet

Poet Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image:

THOTH ~ The Four Sounding Chambers of the Heart ~ The Alchemic Quest

https://apogeeacutone.blogspot.com/2013/04/thoth-four-sounding-chambers-of-heart.html

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Libation's Grace

 

Libation's Grace 

the tear shed
the rain fallen
the sun to rise
night rains and so flowing waters be
upon gardens, fields and onto the sea
earth and roots to the dawning light behold
heaven's sweet libation be this day's story told
the light beyond loss and despair
'tis the way and glory of our Lord's care
ebb and flow a constant upon life's shore
known be this blessed libation evermore
sweet be our offering, this grace to live
to libation's call our heart to give.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Libation's Grace, APOGEE Vibrational Art, The Sounding Light Collection, 

©Rose Marie Raccioppi, 2013-2021.

BE it the libation...

At this afternoon hour in Tappan, New York.....

The light prevails and the rain does come

Be it the libation, the ever present gift of BEING

Be these tears, these drops of rain, the gift of flow

Answering the quest, the thirst of faith and love

Fulfilling the cleansing, the nourishing, the very call

To BE… Birth Eternal in the waters of conception 

In the waters of birth, in the streams of BEING.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Port Laureate

Orangetown, New York

Image: http://www.incrediblesnaps.com/20-most-beautiful-raindrops-pictures

Of Another

The tear of another, I too shed
From darkness I call to be led
The shadows of despair and dismay
With FAITH be gone this very day
With a GRACE gifted new and divine
Embrace I this moment NOW mine
And to another I with heart to give
My WILL of life to love and live
'Tis only what I in heart command
Be known to another as a helping hand
FAITH, GRACE, WILL and the NOW known
Light bearing SELF be ever shown.


Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Study of hands, Silverpoint and white highlights on pink prepared paper, c. 1474,
Leonardo Da Vinci, 1452 - 1519.
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And so it is...

the tear yet falls
the smile yet comes
a loss, a birth
the setting and rising sun

the tear yet falls
the smile yet comes
the thorn, the bloom, petals to unfold
strength, protection, our story be told.

Rose Marie Raccioppi


image credit: http://photo.net/photodb/photo?photo_id=3438971

9/11 - A Remembrance

On this day of September 11, 2010,
I am flying the American Flag in remembrance of 9/11.
Together let us pause to remember the victims,
to grieve with the families and friends of those who died,
and to honor the heroes of that day,
and each day since who have sacrificed to save lives,
protect our freedoms and hold to the promise of our country.

With prayer and blessings.


Where Does The Pain Go

Where does the pain go
When no longer can you take hold
When the fires devour hope
When the moment claims life

Where does the pain go
When man annihilates man
When terror rules reason and heart
When the unspeakable defies God’s name

Where does the pain go
When the innocence is lost
When suspicion and fear hover
When trust is betrayed

Where does the pain go
When a life is saved
When love holds a memory
When grace touches the tearful heart

Where does the pain go
When spirit and soul awaken faith
When destiny abides in God’s light
When the silence offers guidance

Where does the pain go
When determination and resolve assemble
When purpose and plan are set forth
When in the name of God, life, beauty and love are called.

Rose Marie Raccioppi

Vocal by Marci Elyn Schein
Music by Michael V. Ficocelli
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