sábado, 29 de octubre de 2022

Backstreet music!

 Alleyway


(By: Karla Wagener on Friday, October 28, 2022
11:46 AM)

The beginning of the end,
Where is it from?
Where can it possibly go?

Who has the keys?
Where are opening doors?

There is no conflict
When we know the truth.

The narrow escape hatch
Often leads to hope.

The highest thoughts
Bring forth such beautiful words.

We are freed
When we know what the poets
Have always known.
Truth is not a thing.
It is a feeling.

The philosophers and scientists
Often only confuse.
Yet in obscure solitary places concealed...
The secret, so sacred, muse.
 

viernes, 28 de octubre de 2022

Look into it!!!

 


PRISMATIC GLANCES

(By: Karla Wagener on October 28, 2022)

Sentinels of the soul

As you lift your apertures…

Rain disappears in soft tears,

The wind is abruptly detained,

Storms shudder in wonder.

 

When you raise your voice

Songbirds stop to listen,

Spirit is enabled,

Power is revealed,

Fires are kindled,

Vessels filled,

The lowly rescued,

Colors explode,

Problems get resolved.

 

Power is repeatedly revealed,

And the universe makes sense

To be clearly understood.



THE HOLY SPIRIT ILLUMINATES THE SOUL...

 


DISCLOSING REVELATIONS

(By: Karla Wagener on October 25, 2022)

Keep me alive.

Sing my songs.

I will keep you alive,

Writing songs you can sing.

                We can live forever,

                Willed To exist.

                We belong to destiny;

                Singing we belong together.

                Together, forever

                In songs and lyrics.

                Notes on a page.

                Notes in my head.

                Moving on, being lead...

It´s more than you or me…

So much more than what we now see.

Mysterious ways to be revealed.

It´s tears dried, all souls to be healed.

 


 

 

martes, 25 de octubre de 2022

Hoy rezamos El Rosario en la Capilla Lorenzo Cot, martyr.

 STRENGTH AND COURAGE.√

Tuesday, November 9, 2021
11:04 PM

(By: Karla Wagener while watching a movie about Bart Millard).

I believe in you.
Believe in your music.
Believe in love.
Believe in life's truths.

I believe all is possible.
That there is magic,
Solutions can come,
When hearts ring true.

Shall we simply say,
I believe in you.

That weakness gives way
To strength and courage.
That answers arrive
When least expected.

And journeys end
Culmating in memories
To be shared,
To be shared in great hope,
Love,
And with strength and courage!



martes, 18 de octubre de 2022

Please read this one!

 


STELLAR TRAVELS

(By: Karla Wagener, on October 17, 2022)

I woke up this morning with a deep feeling in my chest.

There are no words to describe what was installed there as I rest.

Only once before had I felt such intensity.

It seemed to connect to the universe´s immensity.

 

If I could only draw a picture it might explain,

That deepness, some kind of existential pain.


.

And although the hurt went so deep

At the same time it felt like brilliant lights of hope to keep

Us enveloped in its deepness

And give comfort to all of creation.

 

It hurt so much inside

And yet I could feel a certain pleasure;

In all the great possibilities in the exertion

That otherwise would not have been revealed.





lunes, 17 de octubre de 2022

Get out of the box!


 

SENTENCING

(By: Karla Wagener, October 14, 2022)

 

Like being satisfied with what one´s got…

Happily in union,

Content with life,

Feeling like they got a lot.

 

Not like being let down after big crowds;

Thousands in adulation;

Lacking just one loving soul

To contribute sincere adoration…

 

Carried along like a stream,

Some enjoy the ride,

Others protest, resisting with a scream.

 

Some find faith.

Some just flow,

Others only in it for the show.

 

All are carried along,

Good choices can make all the difference

In this journey and its essence.

 


Yet there is little possibility for control.

We are all, simply put, on parole!



domingo, 16 de octubre de 2022

Okeydoky!


 

MY MOST SINCERE POEM

(By: Karla Wagener on Mother´s Day here in Argentina, October 16, 2022, which is also my daughter, Andrea´s birthday).

Today, on this special day, I invite you into my private World.

There is not enough room for it

And it daily becomes unfurled…

 

So while we are on this Earth,

The maximum rapture is each new birth.

 

I wrote a bunch of songs;

Helped me make some sense out of my life,

And every person, entity, child, husband, or wife.

Each song is like a new delivery.

And I believe we can really make a better environment

From one with so much misery.

 

Starting with those who are closest…

From the nearest reaching out to the remotest!

 

I have written a bunch of songs,

Most with this feeling to better our World.

They are like my capable children, 

a bouquet…

So I hope you join in, respond, and think it is worthwhile and okay!

 

 

jueves, 13 de octubre de 2022

Another "Kar" tune with a poem!

 SURVIVAL



(By: Karla Wagener, Monday, December 13, 2022
7:11 AM, finished October 13)

Keep at it.
Keep focused.
Listen to the birds chirping,
Dogs barking,
Rainbows 🦜 talking.
A newborn 🌞 sun
That has just begun.
Or 🎶 music written on a pentagram,
Or the clicks of a telegram.
They communicate something.
There are messages in the morning breezes!
There is relief for your weary mind
In the almost motionless waves
Of blue-green oceans of plentiful grass.
In a word leave tracks and surpass!
Get inspired filling life with expression!
Be enthused with it, whatever your profession!



 

GET THE BIG PICTURE!



QUIXOTRY

(By: Karla Wagener on October 12, 2022. A close up ¨Kar¨tune from the ¨Gran¨  Re ¨con¨  Silly Nacion, for my daughter, Andrea´s birthday October 16th, with a poem! The best to come out of a mother are her children!)

Visionary or out of mind?

A World to dream about or is it possible to find?

The fear I feel pushes me forward.

What will happen if I share, move or feel?

How can we know what is truly real?

 

No one seems to notice,

Despite all this focus

I push to go out of myself.

 

How can I suppress all my inner intuition and joy,

Reaching to impress,

Or can it possibly ennoy?

 

There is so much inside, an interior life

With promises of future so great,

Positive explosions, of a productive universal fate.

 

There is a succulent battle for perfection within.

Happily when I venture out,

I enviously always win!