Faith and hope and charity

Necessity, utility,
and beauty simply are to God
the human kind, society,
the world subjected to the rod.

And one is more worth than the others.
So being in the name of brothers
or being in the state of mothers:
Be confident Christ Jesus bothers.

The meaning of the book

(A translation of Bjørnstjerne Bjørnsons “Bokens mening”)

Who in life has got a mission
must injustice be prepared
hence to suffer, it to vision
by The Lord you are approved.

If you love yourself alone
powder lit injustice won.
Blow away will charge, all gone.

Aid and God The Son you love
made a giant from above
will injustice set your mind,
make you gift, more faithful, kind.

The light was first

The light was first. Then came the sun
to let the day and night be done.
Authority was thereby made,
the light by sun and moon child’s aid.

The light was first. The sun and moon,
which will the living show and tune
by being faith and hope, will God
no longer at one day afford.

Respectful be, even to stars.
The stars to God are exemplars.
But faith in you and hope to you
will be turned out. God’s love shall do.

God knows best

The truth is God is patient, and
God weeps. I feel the pain.
I wish there was not so much sand,
God’s mercy not in vain.

I wish upon a thunderstorm
a being of The Lord
to shape an awe-inspired form
which cannot be ignored.

But all I ever see is rain
to make the being true,
the raindrops easy to explain.
And experts surely do.

But I know I do not know best.
From Heaven I should learn:
We grow by being put to test
salvation the concern.

Norwegian charm

Norwegian charm, the girlish kind:
As blueberries are making gay
you laughter brightens up my day.
How can I not have truth in mind?

The fruit tree competition find.
Like strawberries to good to waste
your look resistless makes my taste,
Norwegian charm, the girlish kind.

Untroubled, cool, and down to earth
by fearfulness, by colours bright,
by no stem given, honour light,
your show demystifies the birth.

Photo: John Y. Larsson

In The Spirit

Jesus Christ is my God,
I have born Him today.
He, the flesh for the blood,
surely will make me gay.
He, The Son to the heart
by The Father conceived,
my volition apart
from myself let be cleaved.

The two of you

The two of you like to the beach
a dreaming couple step by each –
stop for a while and think of it:
Is sea the feeling, land the wit?

Is sea the woman, man the land,
relation mirrored by the strand?
If so necessity your goal.
If so let wisdom free the soul.

Look up, and feel the wind, the air.
Look up, and feel the rain, the care.
Together they will keep up life
utility by not in strife.

The air will let the being blow.
The rain will let the being love.
Together they will life afford.
Perhaps they are by Christ, The Lord.

Look even further up and see
the sun show courtesy and free
the moon caressing earth at night,
both entertaining Christ, the light.

The sun exposes will and fears.
The moon exposes wants and cares.
Together and by God they are
explaining the exotic star.

Reflect upon it. Feel the truth
so obvious to some, to youth.
And as you start to walk again
let hands unite. By fingers ten.

The dualism of love

Without a proof of love you are
a failure or a shining star.
No in between, you understand,
for those who are not given hand.

The proof of love you may prefer,
the hand of his, the hand of hers.
Alone, however good you give,
you always will miss to live.

But if The good Lord’s will is done
by you pertaining all alone
in times of yours: Know love of man
most often alters God’s plan.