Religious poems

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Only people discriminate.

The sun of God shines on every creature just the same.

It is only the amount we will receive that differs,

not His share of love.

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It's only God and me.

Everything else is just distractions

and clues at the same time

of what God has in store for us,

but I'm detached from all that now.

God and me is all I can see.

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I invited God to be with me

and expressed to Him my worry.

He sank His big head into mine

and spoke with His mouth in mine 

so His words became mine and convinced me

and my worry disappeared completely.

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The only light

was on a grave.

I searced the soul of a body dead;

My link to heaven

where young women said:

You can bring light where there`s darkness,

we can`t do that here

where light`s everywhere.

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The only times I'm pure

is when I press my two halfs together

and cry-

and emerge to the sky.

And when I laugh so much

I could die.

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I am drowning

in my own tears,

dried out without You near,

bathing with me

in the Great ocean.

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I am a slave

of the skin

I try to save

That God suddenly

can tear away.

How can I in heaven be?

The skin joins

the scenery.

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I kneel down

and close my eyes.

Look for His face.

It melts into mine

As through

a mirror; His eyes

I see myself,

the lies.

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I wanne make a lovely

light of death;

a stripe of darkness

in the mausoleum,

changes in the colours

I roam

to closest my body

in storm.

I regret in the horizon

of humbleness

the changes of clothes;

my deathrow.

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I feel so green by the thought of you, God,

even though I am out of the woods now.

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God is soft and sensitive as a tounge.

Hard and sharp as teeth.

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If you want to be saint-like, be humble!

Then you will be open to the highs and lows,

the outer and inner in perfect balance, like a cross. 

No longer full of yourself.

Yes, pride is in the way, but you don't have to crush it.

You can melt it away with My love.

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God has said seek and you shall find.

Some people dig for dirt. They will surely find it

because the world is full of it. Others seek diamonds.

Both are real, but dirt can't reflect the light of truth.

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If you neglect love

when communicating with another

you make them feel inferior.

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If you aren't prepared to serve the Lord

you aren't fit for heaven.

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Jesus said to me:

Suffering is for the sake of wisdom.

Love honors you that way.

Listen to the voice inside you whispering;

Let yourself out there in the woods

where I can be found in all living.

Let yourself out there where you belong;

In My heart, where I very slowly will nourish you.

I have eternity to feed you spoon for spoon.

Cold little you I will take into my great warm heart.

I miss you.

I wander from house to house

I can't find an opening.

The strictly forbidden rumour about mankind

is the secret of my soul:

You reflect me. You see me as nobody else does.

Let's talk for a while about suffering.

Have you all forgot its purpose?

Have you forgot the frame it is for My love?

How can I love someone who is content? Tell me!

I love you and I will wander here for eternity

​untill I have collected everybody

into my heart. Know that!​

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Nothing at earth is great. No mountain,

but the love between Gods creatures.

When experiencing love all seems great.

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We are all created, but not all yet born

like a seed in the dirt almost sufficating

before the shell cracks and the plant rise 

above the earth,feel the air and see the sun.

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Love each other!

And know God to know how!

That's all life is about.

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May these regretful tears

soften me so much

I never am harsh again.

My fears of man is gone.

God fill the void with love

so I don't get too bold.

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The greatness of Gods love

is unfathomable to me

so He's pouring drops of honey.

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The reason why i don't feel valuable is

I don't value what is valuable.

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I'm walking towards God,

but the Wailing wall is blocking the way.

When my ass-end is removed, however

I will melt into Him who backs me up.

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My womb is full of love-seed.

It is you and Me, 

God says.

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When God dwelt 

He cut through the bible

with a knife of gold through all the pages 

and further down into the flesh of my throat.

It bled a lot, but I came alive.

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Death awaits.

A skeleton stands in my belly

and nails the last nails in my coffin.

I beg him: Can't it wait, now that I want to live?

But, no! 

The coffin must be ready to catch me when I fall

and send me into the flames of hell

where all I have against people

will drip off me like tar.

Later the coffin will soar into heaven

and hopefully there won't be more left

of what I have against people by then.

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I entreated God: I lack respect for people!

Then Jesus bowed down and showed it to me;

Respect and honor for my lifes suffering 

in a fragment of light I now can feel and show everybody.

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Behind my broken heart 

= a terracotta vase

grows a pink lily.

Only petals can feel

snow crystals melt 

and dribble into the midst

of the flower.

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I let love out of the cage when you prayed

where it hit your divine love

and sprang up where you prayed to.

I followed along to the tree of unity

where a nightingale sang:

A selfless servant isn't better than a needy beggar.

Everyone is an angel in the light.

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God exists.

That is obvious, but even though most people don't believe it,

they still expect to see the most sublime from others,

so I must prove it through every action.

God exists 

even though one shouldn't expect the slightest sign of it

when most people live in ego-hell.

People will complain as long as you are not perfect

and if you became perfect they would complain enviously.

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The crucified one sank down 

to the bottom of the ocean

in the shape of a cross

and etched into a soft, red star.

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You say you don't believe in a God, invisible.

Only infants are so attached to the breast and the milk

they don't see to who it belongs.

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Everything is from God,

but usually i'm to low-browed to see it.

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God is strict on the subject of sex

to make us free under the rules of love

What makes you feel free:
To be looked at with love or desire?

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Languishing

I spent time creeping in.

It takes time hauling myself out again with my arms

while the legs are hanging back in the mud.

I don't see light in the end. The darkness is beige.

I'm not raised by the hair anymore. That is ripped off.

Light is only the knuckles where the mud is smeared off

on my journey down here.

When will the sun show up again 

and dry me up so I can brush this mud off me?

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Love is so patience it can only be in infinity

and it is so great it can only be embraced by the endless space.

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The tear enlarge the letters in the Word.

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Jesus: I don't care about your flaws, I care about you!

You come to me, get rid of one thing after the other in your way.

You are not going to hell or back to earth again somewhere,

you are coming to the warmth I wrap around you.

In the light I see you exemplary.

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Trapped

There is no place to go

so I give up my life to God

and by that I am lifted

untill the Lord stands right above me.

In the moment of expectation 

time stands still before He reveals a light.

I stick my tentackles into it

and in the very same glimps

I slip into the life in the body,

but now to my core.

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I crawl through a pain-hose and come to see

God flushes through it to the ocean

while Jesus runs before me.

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I'm the spirit above the water.

It reacts to what I shed light upon.

I'm on watch while mind and body is sleeping

and awaken them by incorporating the qualities of the soul

that creeps underneath the ribs with see through arms

so the soul get a grip by the chest.

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They lay their hands on me.

Water drizzle down in mine.

One has put his cold ones on my temples.

Within them blood vessels burst into air

and the sizzling blood turns out in his hands

to be the struggles of the flesh only.

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A misdeed is the expression 

of a lack of something divine.

When I no longer wish anything for myself

that is when misdeeds leaves me. 

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You don't have to hide what is the matter or let it hinder you.

There is only one way; The one between you and God.

Surely God then wants to help clear the way between you.

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The primary cause is a desert

wherefrom the source ascend

and immerse everyone at earth.

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Green trees keels over on the wet soil of the woods

around a grassy hole with a golden light at the ground.

I want to crawl down and see God sit down there

with a sharp smile and a flame give over the gold bars.

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My faith in God in the darkness

lit the illuminated body of Christ

so he tears off a whole leg, happily

and let it descend to me.

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When I bring myself deep down to a tangle

and in desperation ask the above to untie it

they comb it out with a single streak.

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God didn't want me to think on my own

so He dragged me down so I no longer could.

Fallen like this He knew I would pray

and as blank as it made me

I received easily the answers He gave.

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I slide down the path of blood.

A stream after Jesus and His followers.

The more martyrs the easier and faster it goes 

for others to follow.

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If the love from humans didn't fail

I would never have yearned for, sought after, 

found and experienced the divine love.

So I should stop complaining 

about others shortcomings.

The Absolute has me.

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Our Father!

Where did you learn how to Father?

Mother earth taught me,

who kindly showed me in.

She lives and breath Me

so I can direct people 

in her encompassing jungle.

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God moved into my body.

I felt His life and saw its golden light 

flowing in my hearts mirror.

I looked in it and saw my father

looking as playful as me. 

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Your will is like a calm ocean of light,

irresistably soft, unlike ours

that demands futile toil.

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As long as I cling to the world I trouble myself

because God on the other side tries to loosen me.

Suck this dust to Himself.

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The tears come from feeling You.

They shed like my skin,

run down off me.

You mark every tear on my cheek

as a mirror for Your light and face.

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I weep to cleanse me with tears

so the soot from the purgatory washes away

and I can see the sun shine in the mirror again.

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I came to You naked, chalky-white in the dark.

You folded me into Your black cape

and carried me close to Your chest up to the light;

Your mighty Kingdom.

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God is dismissed like the root

and the protecting leaves of the cauliflower.

What remains is a cabbagehead.

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My red labia minora,

is bading in the ocean.

They are the roots of the flower

in my heart.

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I died, but didn't run to heaven like I thought I would,

but fell silent in the dark alone,

afraid of condemnation from those in the light.

An angel came and lifted me up and carried me

through the midst of a church floor in heaven

to female servants of God, of which some where nuns.

My shortages were invisible here. 

They were left as nothingness in the darkness!

Here was not a trace of condemnation. 

They worked in unity, not by duty, 

but by the joy of performing Gods will.

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With the crown of thorns on his head

Jesus bowed down in the ocean.

The crown swiped through the bottom 

of the deepest hole in the gulf.

When he arose from the enlightened sea

the thorns held pearls of water 

so the crown glistened.

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You attract everything you fear

because God wants you to overcome it.

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If the sun doesn't shine on you.

It shines within

because the sun always shine.

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Be a daughter of gold

and spin your heart around Me!

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A rose grows slowly inside me.

It unfolds with the sound of blueberries 

between my teeth and the juice dribble 

into His mouth

that laps up it's farewell eternally.

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Judgement is struck down

by prayer.

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When God wants to detach me He pulls me hard.

It has an harrowing effect on me

before I'm caught up by blissfulness.

I don't need any support on the outside.

I can dance freely on my given path.

The path in You, God, who sustains me.

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You shall love the Lord with all your heart,

soul, mind and strength,

but God wants my flesh also.

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Jam breaks me out 

of ego jail.

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Nothing's the matter.

God has a hold over me.

He has dragged me out far-reaching

to make me able to see beyond the tangible.

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The nature of mind is light 

in its foundation.

When thoughts are acknowledged

they dissolve 

like black words crumble away

on white paper.

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The butterflies wants to say good night.

Gods wants me back in His corset

and lull me into His sleep 

which is the death of me.

I want you back, son of God,

who punctured me, dismembered me

and broke me out of the prison with lose screws.

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I can raise you up from My home down here.

Look down in the grave. I lie there in hiding. 

Turning stones untill you come.

Then we will scurry together to gems and gold.

Wear jewelry around the neck 

untill we find peace in the outline of it

and bleach every colour to white.

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Some people say there can't be a God

because a God wouldn't allow evil

to cause people to suffer

but it is because God doesn't accept evil

He throw light on it

so we become aware and can stop it.

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He doesn't regard my weaknesses as a part of me,

but something I need to deal with and overcome.

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Everything is unveiled as divine

in a spiritual perspective.

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We must suffer at earth 

even though we are created in Gods image

because we are not yet born.

As the spiriual qualities grows 

we are born into heaven.

The birth canal is the same channel of light

people see when their soul leaves the body.

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The divine light is for everybody.

As human beings our duty is 

to overcome our resistance against it

so we become receptive for its influence.

When the amount of light from heaven increases

the resistance towards it increases simultaneously

because the light pushes the darkness aside

so it compresses more and more.

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The grass is green and has flowers on

and the sky is low.

I want to go to the end of the world

where there is only sky.

People there has cheerful legs, deep minds

and encircle their hearts with aquamarine.

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I'm a drop on my way to the ocean.

As long as fear doesnt freeze me to one place

I'm running by the power of the wind.

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A natural human is sour,

but with added heavenly fruit

they become good and sweet.

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A cummin leaf buzzed down to me

and spun heaven together with my inner nerve.

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God lives through me.

Death cease to exist 

when God is more for me

than I am against Him.

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The narrow path is named humbleness.

Human encounters requires empathy

to not lose track

and with the sword of truth 

we must cleave through the content of the mind,

receive wisdom in contemplation

because we are either on the lit path

or on a dark side.

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I was laid waste in a dark grave.

The same place as my dad.

He was high, eroused by praise.

I was low, weeping soil wet.

The light is spine erect.

We must stand with faith, hope and mettle

to show the light we then can receive

and claim Gods cause.

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The door that reveals the light

is the darkness.

Remember to pray.

You are the door 

that opens up more easily

anointed with blessed oil.

Burn down the door

and you become one with the light

because the body is just a frame

that stabilizes the forces

that long for it.

Open the door or the forces will 

sweep you off the floor.

They want to draw near the light

for recognizion, but need your support.

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The beings in heaven

who answer me for God

do not care if I thank them.

They get just as excited 

about the answer as me.

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Sorry and thanks are magical words

like two bells on the same string.

The words conjoin the string with heaven

where angel choir sings each time the bell rings.

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A fly that flew to me

carried a message from heaven

on its wings.

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She is a child of the night

where she hears the bird sing 

in the lucid peace.

She sing in the day

with clear voice

peace into her soul.

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I didn't know I was upset

untill I flew up to the ceiling

while my body was sleeping.

To be able to land again

I had to own and express my anger

so I sweared and smashed a dresser. 

I slowly sank down to the floor after that

and never slipped out of my body again.

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How can love come forth

when the life force that paves the way for it

are hindered by shame?

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When I was completely bare

vulnerable, just a baby

all water had flown off from,

new water came to hold me up

as soon as the old disappeared.

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If you give up understanding life 

how can you find meaning in it then?

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We are created, but not yet born.
Like a seed in the dirt that almost sufficate
before it cracks 
into a plant that can rise above the earth,
feel the air and see the sun.

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I can be fully enlightened now, if I want to.
God is prepared to send down as much light as I want,
but I hang back in fear of the darkness that comes with it.

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Nothing at earth is great, no mountain,
but the love between created beings.
When experiencing this love, everything seems great.

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It's all up to God,
but it is we who decide what will happen.
We are constantly served.

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There is really nothing to be achieved here.
You're not here to do something great.
You are here to get to know the great divine.

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Do not think you have the answer already. No matter how similar a situation looks

to one you have experienced before, it is different

so be humble and keep your mind open.

You will get the answer when you need it,

but only then.

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My poetry had stalled.

Then I altered by a logarithm
that sent me to heaven like a magic spell

and poured down words like rain.

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If you're not prepared
to serve the Lord
you are not fit for heaven.

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I feel so green by the thought of you, God,

even though I am out of the woods now.

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I will keep on going from knot to knot

and beg God to join my exploration,

and then express the outright explanation.

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To return to God

is to show the butt to the world 

and be born into heaven, head first.