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The Power of the Words Poetry Book By Marieta Maglas

This book is dedicated to all my readers.

Preface
My poetry expresses the sense of life while using some surrealistic ideas. I believe that the human existentialism belongs to God. The entire world is seen through a symbolistic lens of awakening.

''Words are singularly the most powerful force available to humanity. We can choose to use this force constructively with words of encouragement, or destructively using words of despair. Words have energy and power with the ability to help, to heal, to hinder, to hurt, to harm, to humiliate and to humble.''
Yehuda Berg

The poems of Marieta Maglas have been selected and published in some anthologies at Ardus Publications, Sybaritic Press, Prolific Press, and others. Her poetry was published in Tanka Journal edited by Glenn Lyvers, The Aquillrelle Wall of Poetry Book Five edited by Aquill Relle , A Divine Madness: An Anthology of Modern Love Poetry edited by John Patrick Boutilier, Near Kin:A Collection of Words and Art Inspired by Octavia Estelle Butler edited by Marie Lecrivain, Three Line Poetry #25 edited by Glenn Lyvers, Contemporary Poetry: An Anthology of Present Day Best Poems and Literature Today: An International Journal of Contemporary Literature, both being edited by Dr Pradeep Chaswal, ENCHANTED - Love Poems and Abstract Art edited by Gabrielle de la Fair, Intercontinental Anthology of Poetry on Universal Peace and Love edited by Madan Gandhi and Chryssa Velissariou, and many other books.

Her work has also appeared in some journals including Poeticdiversity Los Angeles edited by Marie Lecrivain, The Velvetillusion Literary Magazine Alabama, The Secret (La Revista) in Italy, FWM Magazine in the US, Trần Thu Trang in China, GNOSIS - A Poetry Journal™ in the US, I Am not a Silent Poet edited by Reuben Woolley and so many others.

In 2013, Marieta Maglas has been nominated at The International Festivals of Poetry in Canada and Mexico.

Content

1.The Power of Words............................page7
2.Our Love......................................page9
3.Whispering Spirits Serenade Me ...............page11
4.My Light......................................page15
5.The Power of Reason...........................page17
6.Love and Passion..............................page19
7.The Sense of Curve............................page22

THE POWER OF THE WORDS

Surround yourself with goodness.
Embrace the power of the words.
Search their deepness,
The magic that's inside,
That magic which is nestled inside their structure
And let them be infused with meaning.
Let the words resound through the pure air
And breathe
You will understand their essence and symbols
And you will be prepared
To pass through the gateway to your own inner universe.

OUR LOVE

Our love is pure
Beyond our horizon and outside of our time.
Our being becomes profound
And instantly expanded in the blissful infinite.
We begin to feel the deification of our souls.
Because The Lord is infinite love.
And we become a part of Him
As He became a part of us.
God gave us Himself
Because the Holy Spirit is the part of our mind and our spirit.
And He gave us the gift of freedom.
We give ourselves to Him
It is the only way to complement Him.
We give Him especially our time
Because when we give Him our time we give Him ourselves.
We give Him our indelibly unique beliefs
And we extrapolate this awareness to our own bodies.
And we extrapolate our souls to the universe.
And we understand that our love is
A resurgence of self-esteem, a self-resurgence.

WHISPERING SPIRITS SERENADE ME

Holding our hands like a fence,

These hands held tight forming a chain

The best way to get back together

The best way to live

And the best way to make our dreams come true.

Whispering Spirits serenade me

Clenching fist and open hand

Raising our open hands

Knowing that what we hold in mind and heart

Always flows down through the wrist.

Whispering Spirits serenade

Blazing in the bones

And the moan of the tongue

Creating a whirlwind within itself.

Dumbing the space

For lifetimes

Out of sadness.

Whispering Spirits serenade me

Being pleased with our

Residual pursuit of imperfection

Blending time and space

In the between

Whispering Spirits serenade me

Catching the irregular seconds

Into something

That looks a lot like happiness.

Whispering Spirits serenade me

MY LIGHT

Your touch says more
Than any word
When you have tears
In your eyes.
I feel my life flowing through me
Like an insightful river
I try to understand our intimacy
And our deep feelings
I try to protect your feelings and
Nurture growing your little soul
Your beautiful inside like a secret garden
With little growing wonderful flowers,
Growing with a little help
From friends like the sun, wind and water...
I want to hold you tight
I try to make you understand that
You will always be my very wanted child
My life, my light and my happiness...

THE POWER OF REASON

Being incapable to keep
The moral utterances
The elliptical utterances
For the corresponding relational
Statements
The cognitive statements
Or holding that moral judgments
Not for expressing beliefs
Accepting that our deep truths
Are universal
Or accepting everything
And denying the power of reason
Or seeking the good by using
Our power of reason,
Using our unfolding wisdom
And insightful enchantment
Or living in life
As both joy and despair
Being in metaphorical meaning
Apart from ego and absolutes .

LOVE AND PASSION.

Imperceptible ,surviving with no time and space
Or maybe surviving at another thrilling dimension
Love has its distinct meanings and its grace
For melting cloud slashed sunset , in sweet detention

Wondering always about the uncertainty of life
Passion is like going to the window to yell
Carrying deoxygenated blood, leading always to strife
It needs the scorpion because they are friends in hell.

Creating a spiritual awakening, without loving intent
Against love which transcends all logic and time.
Engulfed in flames, burning red hot mental torment
Blue ocean and thirst for the truth lasting a lifetime

Like a Caribbean Dream, settlement of Rainbow Bay
Is a perfect love transcending logic being so strong
That no malfeasant act nor hate can destroy it one day
It bespeaks no selfishness, it can endure for long..

THE SENSE OF CURVE

I could feel the vibration of your screams in the air.
I could perceive your sight touching this vibration, by curving the time.

I could understand this vibrating touch.
I could realize the sense of curve

And the sight of the second curve, the sigmoid curve.

The air would be very much compressed, it would beget the sound.

The twinkle in your eye would be aslant
Through an opening and it would reach the ground,
By gliding rapidly along your very long, curved eyelash...

You would re-enter your own world, deep inside you,
You would become the curve in itself.

Love would become an unstable point of equilibrium...

A sphere of incumbency would engrave your insular thinking.

I wouldn’t be able to keep that second anymore.

The second would glide between my fingers.

And I would keep all of my fingers crossed and my palms clenched.

I would keep praying......

The horizon by the sea
Would be photoengraved with corals and shells.

The eye horizon would receive this for comprehensiveness....

That would shiver the universe...

You would be awake, you would be able to be revived.....

And I knew you would be mine....

Impressum

Widmung:
I would like to dedicate this book to the readers who can always discover the essence of life within the words of poetry When a great poet has lived, certain things have been done once for all, and cannot be achieved again. - T. S. Eliot

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