-Shin-ichiro IKEBE

Pray to your gods
Kaianuku and Kaiarangi
They are the terraces of power 
Beat them repeatedly 
That they echo
Let our army gather
at Vaerota to test their weapons
to quiver it to the sky 
and quiver it downwards

Go away Satan 
You will be consumed 
by my spear
I will smash 
and pulverise you 
Pierce! Stab! 
Pierce! Stab!
Pierce! Stab!
Hi!

 -arr. Andrea S. Klouse 

Come, Sweet Death! 
Come, Soothing rest. 
Come and lead me homeward. 

I am weary of life and longing. 
Come, I am waiting for thee, come now, come now and set me free! 
My eyes at last are gently closing now. 
Come, blessed rest! 

Can you hear the prayer of the children
On bended knee, in the shadow of an unknown room?
Empty eyes with no more tears to cry
Turning heavenward toward the light.

Crying Jesus*, help me
To see the morning light-of one more day
But if I should die before I wake,
I pray my soul to take

Can you feel the hearts of the children
Aching for home, for something of their very own?
Reaching hands, with nothing to hold on to,
But hope for a better day a better day

Crying Jesus*, help me
To feel the love again in my own land
But if unknown roads lead away from home,
Give me loving arms, away from harm

Can you hear the voice of the children?
Softly pleading for silence in a shattered world?
Angry guns preach a gospel full of hate,
Blood of the innocent on their hands

Crying Jesus*, help me
To feel the sun again upon my face,
For when darkness clears I know you’re near,
Bringing peace again

Dali cujete sve djecje molitive?
(Croatian translation:
‘Can you hear all the children’s prayers?’)
Can you hear the prayer of the children?

Ma qui la morta poesi resurge
(Here let poetry rise from the dead)

Celestial fire come forth
Bring your glory, Fire, rouse the nations,
Bring honor, stir passion!
Come forth bring desire’s Fire!
Shine warm, shine warm, shine warm.

The Ninth Heaven,
Carries the stars through crystalline circles, Dance!
In the Ninth Heaven, nine rings of fire light the Angelic Orders. 

Here is no limit of space or vision,
Eternal summer, Devine crystal stars! O Stars!
I heard “osanna” sung choir to choir to that point which holds them
Where they forever have been.

First, Dominions, then Virtues, Then the final Powers,
Osanna! Osanna! Osanna!
Three kinds of Divinities Rejoicing, Principalities, Osanna!

Celestial fire come forth! Shine Warm,
Bring your glory, Fire, rouse the nations,
Bring honor, stir passion!
Come forth bring desire’s Fire!
Shine warm, shine warm, shine warm.

 -Shawn Kirchner 

I will arise and go now, and go to Innisfree, 
And a small cabin build there, of clay and wattles made;
Nin bean-rows will I have there, a hive for the honey-bee, 
And live alone in the bee-loud glade.

And I shall have some peace there, for peace comes dropping slow, 
Dropping from the veils of the morning to where the cricket sings; 
There midnights all a glimmer, and noon a purple glow, And evening full of the linnet’s wings. 

I will arise and go now, for always night and day
I hear lake water lapping with low sounds by the shore;
While I stand on the roadway, or on the pavements grey; 
I hear it in the deep hearts core.