Lord Teach us How to Love-Sonnet

Lord, teach us how to love, how to forgive,
Please teach us how to live as You would do,
To care for friends each day, fresh hope to give,
For we are one, with Christ hidden in You.

We are all Yours, Your kids, You made us all,
Let's find the peace on earth that You proclaimed,
Beggars or kings, the same, the great, the small,
You knew us before we were even named.

There is no red, yellow, no black, or white,
We walk the same roads under the same skies,
We all are longing for freedom and light,
Together where our spirit never dies.

Until then, we pray to You, dear Father,
Teach us how to live loving each other.

poem by Marius Alexandru (January 2023)
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I Gave You My Heart

I wanted to give you the poppies field
and the stars, the blue vault,
but full of love, shy, and clumsy,
I gave you a rose in a jar instead.

I wanted to give you precious stones,
beautiful pearls,
but full of love, quiet, in the evening,
I gave you only warm kisses instead.

I wanted to give you the trees and the forest,
and wings to ascend to the wonderful sky,
but full of love when we walked wandering the streets,
I took your hand instead and never let it go.

I wanted to give you waters, springs,
hills and mountains and the rainbow,
but full of love - on a holy day,
I gave you my heart and the key of its lock.

poem by Marius Alexandru (22 January 2021)
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The Hope is Regained

The suffering covers us like black gloves,
Love and faith are tied to a concrete pole
with chains of fear and despair.
The storm is too strong. The night is too long.
The boat is drifting. The sun is hiding.
The winds loudly howl. The wolves, in the forest, growl.
There is no future, no proper scope, there is no hope.

But He took off our gloves. He shared our suffering.
He broke all the chains.
He freed the love. He freed the faith. No more fear!
The storm is gone. The day has come.
The sun is shining. The boat is peacefully sailing.
The winds are singing. The forest is dancing.
We have a future, a final aim. The hope is regained.

poem by Marius Alexandru (4 February 2021)
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Happiest Man Among Men

Dulled by the half-light of the distant stars,
My hope of love started to fade,
Injured by lost love scars,
I stand forsaken in the shade.

A hint of blue dissolving into her beautiful eyes,
was all I needed for my dreams to be reborn,
Soon I forgot all pains, all lies,
I woke up happy in that glorious morn

Redemption is never easy, is never simple,
Regaining trust is always very hard,
But when you see the heavens smile and twinkle,
You know that love is in your card.

When a dreamer climbs that way to touch the sun,
When all the hopes are rekindled once again,
It’s a new day the love has won,
I am the happiest man among men.

poem by Marius Alexandru (2 December 2020)
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Please, Pray for Ukraine

His dreams for power are colored dark red,
He wants to bound all with an iron chain,
The hopes, the promises, beliefs, all dead,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.

Ugly death walks on the streets of Kyiv,
Now all around is only fear and pain,
It happens but is too hard to believe,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.

Nobody knows what might tomorrow bring,
How many tears we will hide in the rain,
If snowdrops will rise again in the Spring,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.

The love and grace of God with us remain,
Please, pray for world peace, please, pray for Ukraine.

poem by Marius Alexandru (February 2022)
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The Old Fiddler

Please, play for me one of your songs,
The strings to cry in your hands,
I have no gold, I’ll give you wine,
My coat and all that’s mine.

Please, play for me one of your songs,
Please use your old guitar,
Old fiddler please, I want to hear,
The music through my tear.

Please, play for me, play from your heart,
The story of my love,
To shoot my longing for a day,
and happy fly away.

Please, let me stay next to my cup,
To drink my pain, my sorrow,
I have no home I have no friends,
Today my journey ends.

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poem by Marius Alexandru (31 November 2020)
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Watching Over Me at Christmas

It’s snowing beautifully outside
crystals are flying everywhere,
The streets are covered in bright white,
and love is in the air,

Frozen windows tremble
when happy carolers are passing by,
White angels, disguised in snowflakes
are dancing in the sky.

I’m snuggled up, all warm and cozy
by my fireplace, inside,
The sound of burning wood,
a melody so peacefully, so sublime,

I’m reading The Christmas Story,
by the candlelight,
A smiling star waving at me,
whispers good night, good night...

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poem by Marius Alexandru (6 December 2020)
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Afflicted, but not chrushed

When the storms of life are raging,
When the winds so angry roar,
I show no sign of tired or changing
I am the tall, strong lighthouse on the shore.

I do not care how mighty is the storm,
The night will always go away,
Inside my soul is peace, and warm,
Tomorrow is another day.

I am a rock, and I will never give up
on standing there, unmoved by the crashing waves,
I’ll get the beating, hold the pains in my huge cup,
dreaming of all the future coral caves.

"I am afflicted, but not crushed,
perplex, but not driven to despair,
struck down, but not destroyed."
I have my doubts, I have my fear,
but by His Grace, I sing and give another cheer!

poem by Marius Alexandru (3 January 2021)
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The Snowman

I'm molded from the fresh white snow,
I have two round eyes from dark coal,
All kids can see my special glow,
I am a snowman with a soul.

A white pom-pom ends my fancy hat,
and a red carrot is my long nose,
I do not eat, yet I am fat,
and when it snows, my belly grows.

Two stiff brooms are my outstretched hands,
Sometimes, proudly I wear a scarf,
I'm the symbol of winter lands,
I even might be the eighth dwarf.

I don't have a match in the world!
But I live only one season,
In the end, I'll be torn and swirled,
My life here is for a reason.

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poem by Marius Alexandru (January 2023)
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The World, a Wonderful Picture

I can see the beauty in the sunrise,
In the breeze, in the ocean’s whispers,
In the smile of a child, in his beautiful eyes,
In all the trees dancing along the rivers.

I can feel the love in every hug, in every kiss,
Your candid look, your gentle touch
fills my soul with joy and bliss.
I enjoy life, is this too much?

I can hear music, angel choirs,
Birds singing in the forests and mountains,
The sunset crying in seraphic fires,
Torrents of blessings from the old fountains.

I can taste the goodness of this wonderful world,
Full of faith and hope, I can see the bright future,
I refuse to be drawn to fear and to be hurled,
With colors of love, I paint the world, a wonderful picture.

poem by Marius Alexandru (3 February 2021)
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