I, Prayer

by douglas laurent   Mar 23, 2021


11/21/2020

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I, Prayer (A Poem of Magnitudes and Vectors)

I, Prayer, know no hour.
No season, no day, no month nor year.
No boundary, no barrier or limitation–no blockade hinders Me.
There is no border or wall I cannot breach.
I move inexorably forward; distance holds Me not. 5

I span the cosmos in the twinkling of an eye.
I knowest it all.
I am the most powerful force in the Universe.
–Who then is My equal?

Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook? 10
None is so fierce that dare stir him up.
Surely, I may’st with but a Word.
Who then is able to stand before Me?

I am the wind, the earth, I am the metal.
I am the very Empyrean vault of Heaven Herself. 15
I span the known and the unknown beyond
Eternity’s farthest of edges.
And whatsoever under Her wings is Mine.

I am a gentle stream, a fiery wrath
penetrating; wearing down mountains
–the hardest and softest of substances.
I am a trickling brook to fools of want
lost in the stark barrens of their own desires.
I am a Niagara to those who drink in well. 20
I seep through cracks. I inundate.
I level forests kindleth unto a single burning bush.

My hand moves the Universe by the mind of a child.
From the secret stores I withhold treasures solid
to they who would wrench at nothing.

I do not sleep or eat, feel not fatigue, nor hunger. 25
I do not feel the cold, nor rain or wind.
I transcend the heat of the summer’s day.
I commune. I petition. I intercede.

My time is impeccable, by it worlds and destinies turn.
I direct the fates of nations and humankind. 30
My Words are Iron eternaled—rust not they away.

No castle keep, nor towers of beaten brass,
Nor the dankest of dungeon helks,
Nor adamantine links of hand-wrought steel
can contain My Spirit. 35
–I shan’t turn back.

In steadfastness, I adhere immoveable–
None can flee or elude Me.
Adamant, I stretch forth My hand and grasp–
w’resting what is Mine.
–No arm bars My advance. 40

All fixtures of man are but vanity,
Apart from Me all endeavors fall—
Behold: The powers of the nations are
as a drop of a bucket.
Before Me they are as nothing;
counted less than nothing, and meaningless—
I transcend the loftiest mountains. 45
I ply the deepest oceans.
I tread the lush tropical paths of failure.
I traverse the desert-like labors of victory–
No burning mirage ever deceives Me.
From the lands of fire and frost
to the high Arcturus ice-bound auroraed wastes,
I Am the ever-unchanging Pole-Star–
Axiall Heart from Everlasting to Everlasting. 50

The race is ne’er to the swift, nor battle to the strong,
Nor wisdom to the wise or wealth to the rich.
For skills and wisdom, I give to the sons of man.
I take wisdom and skills from the sons of man
for they are ever Mine.

Blessed is the one who finds it so, for in
humility comes honor. 55
For those who have fallen on the battlefield
for My Name’s sake, I reach down to lift them up
from On High.

I am the rose with the thorn.
I am the clawing Lioness that pads her children.
My kisses wound those whom I Love. My kisses are faithful.
No occasion, time of moment, instance, epoch, age
or era holds Me back. 60

I Am the unbounded circle Who is everywhere centered.
My circuit is yonside, afar of nowhere–but here–
Time–past, present and future is to Me irrelevant.
I span the millennia. I am the ever-present Now.

My foolishness is wiser than man’s 65
My weakness stronger than man’s.
I am subtle to the point of formlessness yet formed.
I have no discernible shape, no place into which the
enemy may sink their claws.

I AM wisdom and in length of days knowledge.
Strength is Mine and counsel, and understanding. 70
I break. I build. By Me, kings rise and fall;
Armies are victorious or are laid waste.
To him who lacks might I increaseth power;
The weak are given strength.
Wisdom to those who seek–
and foolishness to both fooler and fool alike. 75

I lead the crafty through their deceit.
I set straight paths for those who will walk them.
I am He who gives speech and sight
–and confounds and removes them.

When I cut, straight and true is my cut. 80
I strike without fault. I am the razored edge of
high destiny.
I have no enemy, nor no friend.
My Zeal and Love and Mercy will not relent
to track you down until you are spent–
even unto the uttermost parts of the earth.

I cull the proud and the weak out of the common herd.
I hunt them in battles royale until
their cries unto Heaven are heard.
And by and through Me battles are won based on momenta,
–Even before the first blow has been struck.

I break hearts–those whose are harder than granite rock.
Beyond their atomic cores, I strike their atomic clock.
Elect motions; not one more or less electron beyond electron’s orbit
that has been ordained for you do I give
–for His grace is sufficient for thee until He desires enough
Then I, Prayer, move on as a comet,
Piercing out of the void another chosen by He,
Then disappearing once more.
I am His sword that kills; I am His sword that gives Life.
I set things My Way, 95
Make every thought captive to Him.
For in Him I live and move, and have My being.
All Powers in the heavens and the earth are Mine.

To those who hold but a single grain of My
Truth in the palm of their right hand–
–they need not fear 10,000 hells. 100

I am Conscious, Just as He is Conscious.
I Am Living and Active, the Divider asunder
of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

I Am the Light of Eternal Mind.
And I, Prayer,
Am Prayer Almighty– 105
. . . . . . .

Pray and Pass this On
Carpe Diem (“Seize the Day”)
///
dlaurent
11/21/2020

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  • 3 weeks ago

    by Everlasting

    Uhmm me again:

    “I am the rose with the thorn.
    I am the clawing Lioness that pads her children.
    My kisses wound those whom I Love. My kisses are faithful.
    No occasion, time of moment, instance, epoch, age
    or era holds Me back. 60“

    So, Prayer is the Earth, the wind, the metal, the very Emperian vault of Heaven Herself but also is the rose with the thorn... this just rings a bell....

    Random V

    https://www.poems-and-quotes.com/poems/1238906

    I can’t make any sense. Oh well, thanks for sharing. This is an interesting poem.

    • 6 days ago

      by douglas laurent

      hi random v:

      How may help you? douglas Laurent. These are metaphors with unlimited applications, you only limit yourself. I am not exactly a Shintoist, but look around you. Everything you see and can relate to is the mind of Christ working out his very vast equations, the walls, the desk, the cars, the earth; "6 If a trumpet is blown in a city will not the people tremble? If a calamity occurs in a city has not the Lord done it? Amos 3:6 (NASB)11 And the LORD said unto him, Who hath made man's mouth? or who maketh the dumb, or deaf, or the seeing, or the blind? have not I the LORD? 12 Ex 4:11-12 (KJV) you see, all that is, its His mind holding, gluing stuff together to form a containment field, a platform for He and you and all to meet upon and relate to. So, god does say top job speak to the earth and it will tell you awesome things, gods being and thoughts are encoded in everything. God is all, he knows the known, he knows the unknown and he is the void, the nothing that is...he is the center of the “living” circle; yet everywhere, his circumference there and nowhere all at once. in short, he is all "10 And have put on the new man, which is renewed in knowledge after the image of him that created him: 11 Where there is neither Greek nor Jew, circumcision nor uncircumcision, Barbarian, Scythian, bond nor free: but Christ is all, and in all. Col 3:10-11 (KJV)
      And so forth hope this helps pls write

    • 6 days ago

      by Everlasting

      Thanks for the replies. I found the answer in some other of my poems.

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Everlasting

    Me again,

    “I am the wind, the earth, I am the metal.
    I am the very Empyrean vault of Heaven Herself. 15
    I span the known and the unknown beyond
    Eternity’s farthest of edges.
    And whatsoever under Her wings is Mine.“

    Uhmm troublesome, how’s prayer itself the wind, the earth and the metal? I mean, so according to this, prayer is the vault of heaven, and heaven is a she? But Heaven also has wings. So Heaven is moving instead of staying in a fixed point?

    • 6 days ago

      by douglas laurent

      movement with eternal fixedness non-movement a metaphor all changes, god don't, but he moves too

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Everlasting

    You see, this is interesting. I found your poem in Goodreads but I can’t seem to find those lines (line 35- 50) anywhere in that site:

    My hand moves the Universe by the mind of a child.
    I withhold treasures solid from the secret stores
    to they who would wrench at nothing.

    I do not sleep or eat, feel not fatigue, nor hunger.
    I do not feel the cold, nor rain or wind.
    I transcend the heat of the summer’s day.
    I commune. I petition. I intercede.

    My time is impeccable, by it worlds and destinies turn.
    I direct the fates of nations and humankind.
    My Words are Iron eternaled—rust not they away.

    No castle keep, nor towers of beaten brass,
    Nor the dankest of dungeon helks,
    Nor adamantine links of hand-wrought steel
    Can contain My Spirit–I shan’t turn back.

    [...................] lines 35-50 are missing

    The race is ne’er to the swift, nor battle to the strong, nor wisdom to the wise or wealth to the rich.
    For skills and wisdom, I give to the sons of man.
    I take wisdom and skills from the sons of man
    for they are ever Mine.

    Blessed is the one who finds it so, for in
    humility comes honor,
    For those who have fallen on the battlefield
    for My Name’s sake, I reach down to lift them up
    from On High.

    I am a rose with the thorn.
    I am the clawing Lion that pad”

    • 6 days ago

      by douglas laurent

      try this
      I, Prayer (A Poem of Magnitudes and Vectors)

      I, Prayer, know no hour.
      No season, no day, no month nor year.
      No boundary, no barrier or limitation–no blockade hinders Me.
      There is no border or wall I cannot breach.
      I move inexorably forward; distance holds Me not. 5

      I span the cosmos in the twinkling of an eye.
      I knowest it all.
      I am the most powerful force in the Universe.
      –Who then is My equal?

      Canst thou draw out leviathan with a hook? 10
      None is so fierce that dare stir him up.
      Surely, I may’st with but a Word.
      Who then is able to stand before Me?

      I am the wind, the earth, I am the metal.
      I am the very Empyrean vault of Heaven Herself. 15
      I span the known and the unknown beyond
      Eternity’s farthest of edges.
      And whatsoever under Her wings is Mine.

      I am a gentle stream, a fiery wrath
      penetrating; wearing down mountains
      –the hardest and softest of substances.
      I am a trickling brook to fools of want
      lost in the stark barrens of their own desires.
      I am a Niagara to those who drink in well. 20
      I seep through cracks. I inundate.
      I level forests kindleth unto a single burning bush.

      My hand moves the Universe by the mind of a child.
      From the secret stores I withhold treasures solid
      to they who would wrench at nothing.

      I do not sleep or eat, feel not fatigue, nor hunger. 25
      I do not feel the cold, nor rain or wind.
      I transcend the heat of the summer’s day.
      I commune. I petition. I intercede.

      My time is impeccable, by it worlds and destinies turn.
      I direct the fates of nations and humankind. 30
      My Words are Iron eternaled—rust not they away.

      No castle keep, nor towers of beaten brass,
      Nor the dankest of dungeon helks,
      Nor adamantine links of hand-wrought steel
      can contain My Spirit. 35
      –I shan’t turn back.

      In steadfastness, I adhere immoveable–
      None can flee or elude Me.
      Adamant, I stretch forth My hand and grasp–
      w’resting what is Mine.
      –No arm bars My advance. 40

      All fixtures of man are but vanity,
      Apart from Me all endeavors fall—
      Behold: The powers of the nations are
      as a drop of a bucket.
      Before Me they are as nothing;
      counted less than nothing, and meaningless—
      I transcend the loftiest mountains. 45
      I ply the deepest oceans.
      I tread the lush tropical paths of failure.
      I traverse the desert-like labors of victory–
      No burning mirage ever deceives Me.
      From the lands of fire and frost
      to the high Arcturus ice-bound auroraed wastes,
      I Am the ever-unchanging Pole-Star–
      Axiall Heart from Everlasting to Everlasting. 50

      The race is ne’er to the swift, nor battle to the strong,
      Nor wisdom to the wise or wealth to the rich.
      For skills and wisdom, I give to the sons of man.
      I take wisdom and skills from the sons of man
      for they are ever Mine.

      Blessed is the one who finds it so, for in
      humility comes honor. 55
      For those who have fallen on the battlefield
      for My Name’s sake, I reach down to lift them up
      from On High.

      I am the rose with the thorn.
      I am the clawing Lioness that pads her children.
      My kisses wound those whom I Love. My kisses are faithful.
      No occasion, time of moment, instance, epoch, age
      or era holds Me back. 60

      I Am the unbounded circle Who is everywhere centered.
      My circuit is yonside, afar of nowhere–but here–
      Time–past, present and future is to Me irrelevant.
      I span the millennia. I am the ever-present Now.

      My foolishness is wiser than man’s 65
      My weakness stronger than man’s.
      I am subtle to the point of formlessness yet formed.
      I have no discernible shape, no place into which the
      enemy may sink their claws.

      I AM wisdom and in length of days knowledge.
      Strength is Mine and counsel, and understanding. 70
      I break. I build. By Me, kings rise and fall;
      Armies are victorious or are laid waste.
      To him who lacks might I increaseth power;
      The weak are given strength.
      Wisdom to those who seek–
      and foolishness to both fooler and fool alike. 75

      I lead the crafty through their deceit.
      I set straight paths for those who will walk them.
      I am He who gives speech and sight
      –and confounds and removes them.
      (The deceived and the deceiver are Mine).

      When I cut, straight and true is my cut. 80
      I strike without fault. I am the razored edge of
      high destiny.
      I have no enemy, nor no friend.
      My Zeal and Love and Mercy will not relent
      to track you down until you are spent–
      even unto the uttermost parts of the earth.

      I cull the proud and the weak out of the common herd.
      I hunt them in battles royale until
      their cries unto Heaven are heard.
      And by and through Me battles are won based on momenta,
      –Even before the first blow has been struck.

      I break hearts–those whose are harder than granite rock.
      Beyond their atomic cores, I strike their atomic clock.
      Elect motions; not one more or less electron beyond electron’s orbit
      that has been ordained for you do I give
      –for His grace is sufficient for thee until He desires enough
      Then I, Prayer, move on as a comet,
      Piercing out of the void another chosen by He,
      Then disappearing once more.
      I am His sword that kills; I am His sword that gives Life.
      I set things My Way, 95
      Make every thought captive to Him.
      For in Him I live and move, and have My being.
      All Powers in the heavens and the earth are Mine.

      To those who hold but a single grain of My
      Truth in the palm of their right hand–
      –they need not fear 10,000 hells. 100

      I am Conscious, Just as He is Conscious.
      I Am Living and Active, the Divider asunder
      of the thoughts and intents of the heart.

      I Am the Light of Eternal Mind.
      And I, Prayer,
      Am Prayer Almighty– 105
      . . . . . . .

      Pray and Pass this On
      Carpe Diem (“Seize the Day”)
      ///
      dlaurent
      11/21/2020

  • 3 weeks ago

    by Everlasting

    I Am the ever-unchanging Pole-Star–
    Axiall Heart from Everlasting to Everlasting. 50

    ^ this caught my attention... quiet interesting
    Just wondering, what’s axiall? Is there a typo?
    Also, why is Everlasting capitalize? Just wondering...

    • 6 days ago

      by douglas laurent

      please see axially in a good dictionary, everything revolves around a fix point ie god small e" for everlasting don't honor god's eternal vastness, so is an accent to him

    • 5 days ago

      by douglas laurent

      hi did u read my response to randon V, talks about the elements and the mind of Christ if u have any ques, just ask. oh see douglas (m) Laurent in the amazon.com book section lotsa biblical data. Valley of the Damned on top looks like a comic book but is designed to help with our spiritual walk in him. god bless