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WELCOME TO THE WORLD OF,
THE PETALS OF MANY HEARTS
Every Sunshine Each Sunrise
Windows of Humanity

As we share,
The Gift of Love.
The Gift of Peace.
The Gift of Brotherhood,
from across the miles.
May our gathering of hearts, be as sweet like honey,
gathered by the bees, from the nectars of flowers of beauty.
Like the jeweled water of the seas,
that flow, in the vastness of the universe unendingly.
May we all ascend to a greater height and,
a summit of infinity as poets, artists and writers:
As we write all our books of gifts.
May we sound like the toll of a bell,
that can be heard by many, from a distance.
So the footprints, in the language of our hearts,
and the art, carved by our hearts,
will be engraved, recorded and heard,
in the leaves of humanity and history.
In many more generations to come:
As mankind continiously evolve in,
THE HANDS OF ITS MAKER, IN HIS PURPOSE.
May it be as precious, as the beaming sunrise of hope
and as peaceful, as the gentle sunset of peace.
" Yet the LORD will command
his loving kindness in the daytime,
and in the night his song shall be with me,
and my prayer unto the God of my life."
As G O D blesses us with
THE GIFT OF TIME,
and a celebration of life with unity and purpose.
As we spend, our borrowed time from Him.
" For as the earth
bringeth forth her bud, and as the garden
causeth the things that are sown in it to spring forth;
so the LORD God
will cause righteousness and praise
to spring forth before all nations."


LISTEN...

Look at the majestic, cascading waterfall
in the heartland,
and listen...it speaks to us of strength.
Look at the azure waves of the sea,
kissing the seashore
and listen...it speaks to us of peace.
Look at the glorious butterflies roaming in the air,
to sip nectars from flowers,
and listen...it speaks to us of beauty.
Look at the seeds of flowers as it fly,
in the wings of wind,
and listen...it speaks to us of perpetuity.
Look at the seeds of fruits encased in a hard shell,
as it bury itself under the ground,
and listen...it speaks to us of survival.
Look at the eggs of birds beautifully wrapped,
by fragile outer shell,
and listen...it speaks to us of birth.
Look at the curving colors of a rainbow
touching the land, and listen...it speaks to us of
GOD's covenant with mankind.

Look at the beauty of nature as
it speak to us in many ways.......
Listen to their language,
and it brings us to a closeness
in the heart of Creations!
Listen...listen...listen...
as it brings us close to ourselves,
and to our LORD,Thy God.

copyright@Crescenciana C. Ticzon-Bokhari


As A Day Silhouttes


HUMANITY
LOVE
WIKIPEDIA, THE FREE ENCYCLOPEDIA

POETRY, ART AND LITERATURE SOCIETY

THE HOLY SCRIPTURES
OLD TESTAMENT

JEREMIAH 29:11- 12
For I know the thoughts that I think toward you,
saith the LORD, thoughts of peace, and not of evil,
to give you an expected end.Then shall ye call upon me,
and ye shall go and pray unto me, and I will hearken unto you.


HUMANITY
is a garden of life;
of all, for all, from all-
given by the blessings from
G O D,
where culture, tradition and history of each country
reside in the hearts of the people.
It is for every generation to cherish and to learn from.
It is for every generation to teach, to help mould
in the minds of the youth, the youth who are the
future pillars and builders of a country.
The youth whose lives we need to protect
from the oppression of many tyrants.
Every moulding place
has to start at home
with faith in
G O D.

Crescenciana Cruz Ticzon-Bokhari
THE PETALS OF MANY HEARTS
Every Sunshine Each Sunrise
Windows of Humanity
 LOVE


Who Would I Be?
Poem by Rebecca S. Jack


PEACE


LOVE UNITY HOPE









FREEDOM









ONE UNIVERSAL FAITH









SALVATION

THE HOLY SCRIPTURES
NEW TESTAMENT
LUKE 2:11
For unto you is born this day
in the city of David a Saviour, which is
Christ the Lord.


DESIGNED BY
G O D
DOCUMENTED BY MEN

A Short Journey

CHRIST
came to dwell on earth one day,
Although He did'nt come to stay.
He spent only thirty-three years,
walking this earth - 'a vale of tears'.
His heart cried out for you and me,
For He was God in human form, you see.
He even knew us before we were born,
yet day after day, He endured great scorn.
Men turned away and denied Him as Lord,
'tho He offered salvation they could not afford.
He gave himself freely...He paid The Price.
On a cruel cross - our sacrifice.
He is on The Right Hand of God, His Father, above.
Heaven will rejoice when you "Yes".
Transformed completely, your life He will bless.

copyright@Janet Gladys Gosney,USA


THE SEED

Born into sin we all must die.
Until darkness is swallowed by Light.
Not until then does living begin,
the day overthrows the night.
The seed now planted seemingly gone.
This death is merely sleep.
Things unseen are the greatest of all, with roots growing deep.
Planted near the river of life the seed becomes a tree.
Full grown from The Son's Light and Reign;
fruit abounds plentifully.
The creature defiles creation,
the Creator allows the fall.
Seperated by our sin restored when we answer the call.

copyright@Jeffery A. Patton, USA


THE HOLY SCRIPTURES
NEW TESTAMENT
REVELATION 22:13-14

I am Alpha and Omega,
the beginning and the end,
the first and the last.
Blessed are they that do his commandments,
that they may have right to the tree of life,
and may enter in through the gates of
the city.










THE HEART is a symbol of DIVINE LOVE.
THE FLOWER is a symbol of NATURE'S BEAUTY.
Having arrived here at
THE PETALS OF MANY HEARTS
you will now experience, in written word,
a high expression of that
LOVE AND BEAUTY
through the voice of the Poet. Though the flowers in a garden be diverse,
their fragrances blend in a pleasing and soothing elixir of contentment and bliss.
THE FLOWERS SING AS ONE VOICE OF LOVE AND BEAUTY.
Their purpose is but to provide fragrance and vision for your blessing and enjoyment,
to bring serenity and prompt your further meditations of
LIFE AND LOVE.
If one were to envision
A Large Vase Into Which Were Placed Many Of These Flowers
and then to envision that vase sitting in the middle of
A LARGE FAMILY TABLE
around which we all were seated-and then if we were to gaze upon that
LOVELY BOUQUET
we would find that it could be seen only from our own, limited vantage points.
We would not see the other side or the other angles--only our own.
In time, we would begin to gain a sense of assurance
and comfort from our individual viewpoints, our perspectives.
And further, if we were to always return to that same chair--
our particular view would begin to resonate most strongly as our experience of
LOVE AND BEAUTY,
perhaps even a sense of rightness would develop.
Perhaps because of our familiarity, tradition and
accustoming to our sole vantage point, we may deem other paradigms as unreal,
fantastical-and even, perhaps, make-believe, unrealistic or ‘wrong.'
But we are in community here, gathered around
this family table awaiting our
HOST'S NOURISHMENT.
And now the Host enters and announces that before partaking of
THE FEAST
we will play a round of musical chairs. Here at this table,
in this game there is only one change in the traditional rules.
No chair--no viewpoint--will be taken away. All are welcome.
In fact, more chairs may be added--all paradigms are welcome here.
There will always be room for more.
You are hesitant to play this game... Change seats? What? Change my vantage point?
Well, it is the Host's table at which I sit. You acquiesce and rise to take a new seat.
You make yourself comfortable and raise your eyes to look out at the others.
There, in amazement you behold, instead,
THE BOUQUET!
Ah! you exclaim in utter wonderment. The bouquet! Why, it is different now!
So beautiful! Look at those lovely flowers!
SEE HOW EXQUISITE THEIR PETALS?
Everyone at the table is expressing the same delight at
THE NEW BANQUET.
THE HOST asks for a moment of silence before THE FEAST
is served. Everyone becomes silent. There is a sacredness in the air.
There is a sense of gratitude abounding here at this
HOLY TABLE,
appreciation and understanding before unknown and unexperienced.
For is not this the very same bouquet which sits before us all?
Does it not smell just as fragrant from here as from there?
Are we not but now seeing it anew through an expanded awakening of consciousness?
IS THE HOST OF LOVE AND BEAUTY NOT ONE AND THE SAME ESSENCE?
Is it not our Host's Bouquet upon which we are all fixated and being edified?
Come! See and enjoy the words of the Poets
who desire to share their feast of understandings at this gathering of
THE PETALS OF MANY HEARTS
It is our hope that our words and expressions may awaken you to new insight,
new fragrances, new textures, new concepts of
DIVINE LOVE and NATURE'S BEAUTY.
We welcome you to stroll at your leisure through
OUR FLOWER GARDEN.

Rebecca "Saijin" S. Jack
THE PETALS OF MANY HEARTS
Every Sunshine Each Sunrise
Windows of Humanity
LOVE

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