Tuesday, December 6, 2022

…by the ONE so named

 



....by the ONE so named

A stillness, a calm, the air chilled and awakening it be
Trees, branches, and bough, gifts from the grace of thee
This celestial gift before me in benediction I to receive
The wondrous by the Creator in glory to conceive
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
Sweet be the song of wind upon the melodious chime
The gifts of barren trees, light, shadow and wintertime
The All becomes known in each breath proclaimed
The GLORY, the GRACE, the LIGHT, 
by the ONE so named.

Rose Marie Raccioppi
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York


Friday, November 18, 2022

P E A C E


...and this be so... P E A C E ... known to me by Passion, Exchange, Ascension, Creation, Evolution ... within each perception, within each reflection, within each treasured and gifted moment of life, breath and BEING 🌀.

The 'telling' of Numerology ... the word P E A C E bears the full number value 23, 2 denoting connection, 3, denoting spirit, the triune, the composite value of 2+3=5, with 5 denoting freedom ⭐️. A word, a telling, its 'spell' be known...
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Words in Revelation


Sunday, November 6, 2022

THE WORD... and so it is...

 


...and so it IS...
It has continued to amaze me, as well as to fascinate, how 'telling' the Numerological analysis of words can be. The 'spell' of words has been my attentive interest since first leaning to spell, to read, to write, to 'tell' through words. It is this deep fascination and adhering to the call of the WORD of GOD, its sounding call that brought light to the world , that led me to develop the supportive programs that brought, and continue to bring, mastery of reading and spelling, to those deemed, "dyslexic."
Here is my 12th cycle of 7... I am petitioned anew to bring such knowing of "WORD" ~ its sounding, its calling, its configurations, its interplay of vowels and consonants, its consciousness, its energetic signaling, its PRESENCE as the knowing of BEING, as the PRAISE of GOD ~ TRUTH.. be known... the endowment of grace to behold.
A stone, an inscription, THE WORD, an ever present grace... here at my window bearing the blessings of light at this hour...

Rose Marie Raccioppi
APOGEE Paradigm™
APOGEE Poet™



Friday, October 28, 2022

U N B R I D L E D

 



He spoke... I listened ... and in turn a word...
a calling to the Self... UNBRIDLED...
be his artistry, his vision, his quest, his passion, his truth...

U N B R I D L E D
Unbridled be your genius in its expression divine
The knowing, the visioned, the calling of heart and time
The grace of Spirit to hush the discordant claim
Binding shackles be they no more in HIS name
Blessed by the giving, the receiving, heart and hand
Beauty and Truth in Life's command
Unbridled be your genius in its expression divine
The knowing, the visioned, the calling of heart and time.


Rose Marie Raccioppi, MS FABI
APOGEE Poet
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York
Founder/Director
APOGEE Paradigm™
Personal Empowerment Specialist


Thursday, October 27, 2022

To Behold

 



To Behold
a setting, a day, an hour, a moment
what is being staged
what script to be followed
what drama to unfold
what revelation to be brought to light
what words, what intentions in fulfillment
what to behold
be it of truth, trust and the treasure of time
be it of heart's yearning of the blessed divine
be it of beauty, bloom and light supernal
be it of enfolds, the grace of the eternal
be it of vision, imagination and abiding love
be it of the sun, the moon, the stars above
be it of You and your questing heart
be it of favor from which You shan't depart.

APOGEE Poet
Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Image : "Sun, Moon, Stars", Goggle courtesy.

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Sunday, October 23, 2022

...m u s i n g... The Poet's Pen


 ...m u s i n g...

The Poet's Pen
This poet's pen with passion in heart
From which words have their start
A tree, a blossom, a water's flow
These the gifts of grace the poet does know
The music, the wind, a songbird heard
The poet so touched and offers a word
The rising , the setting of each day's sun
Beheld the splendor of the glory, the ONE
The spirits of song, of dance, of music, of art
From the poet's pen ne'er shall they depart
The muse of all to entreat her pleasure
Words of musing, received as supernal treasure
Heed I well these callings, these petitions of grace
Within the soul upon paper with pen to place.

Poet Laureate
Orangetown, New York

Sarcophagus of the Muses, 150-160 CE, Musée du LouvreFound on the Ostian Way in Rome, in Vigna Monciatti, in the early eighteenth century Rome Pentelic marble (Attica), high and low relief, H. 0.92 m; L. 2.06 m; W. 0.68 m Former collection of Cardinal Albani, then in the Capitol Museum. Confiscated under Napoleon; in 1815 exchanged for Canova's colossal Napoleon Greek, Etruscan, and Roman Antiquities.

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