With One Accord

With One Accord

A Poem by Himaya Ka
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The power that they possess, everyone will begin to witness.

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WITH ONE ACCORD

 

North, south, east, and west

these are part of the orbit

everyone is meant to experience

 

These four cardinal directions

they will never come together

settled where they are

no matter how strong the wind

its location will never be changed

 

To be in one spot is a reverie

referee’s presence isn’t necessary

the call for an offense is not needed

each one just plays as expected

there is no need to battle

only to perform each specific role

 

Not to generate an argument

nor to compete but to complete

once understand by all

oh, what a miracle!

 

The power that they possess

everyone will begin to witness

 

Their position maybe different

but they are one in the spirit

no sound of comparison

only the melody of the sweet unison

they harmonize with each other

creating such a lovely music in the air

 

The lyrics that bring healing

the amazing comfort that’s echoing

with one accord they praise

introducing the Prince of Peace

 

 

 

 

DAILY IN THE WORD

July 2, 2011

 

Acts 2: 1-4

And when the day of Pentecost was fully come, they were all with one accord in one place. And suddenly there came a sound from heaven as of a rushing mighty wind, and it filled all the house where they were sitting.And there appeared unto them cloven tongues like as of fire, and it sat upon each of them. And they were all filled with the Holy Ghost, and began to speak with other tongues, as the Spirit gave them utterance.

 


© 2021 Himaya Ka


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Himaya Ka
Himaya Ka

Cebu City, Visayas, Philippines



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