Jamie Shawn Tan wwwJamieShawnTancom's blog: "Jamie's World"

I see the countless Christmas Trees around the world below with tiny lights like heaven's stars, reflecting in the snow. The sign is so spectacular, please wipe away the tears, For I am spending Christmas with Jesus this year. I hear the many Christmas Songs that people held so dear But the sound of music can't compare with the Christmas Choir up here I have no words to tell you, the joy their voices bring For it is beyond description to hear the angels sing I know how much you miss me I see the pain inside your heart But I'm not so far away we really aren't apart. So be happy for me dear ones, you know I hold you dear And be glad I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. I send you each a special gift from my heavenly home above. I send you each a memory of my undying love. After all, "Love" is the gift, more precious than pure gold It was always most important in the stories Jesus told. Please love and keep each other, as my dear Father said to do, For I can't count the blessings or love he has for you So have a Merry Christmas and wipe away the fear, Remember, I'm spending Christmas with Jesus Christ this year. (Author Unknown) ========================================================================

The Human Body hath many a face, Colours and languages but only one race. The Human Soul is a single unitary whole Experiencing heat, warmth, suffering or just cold. Together, the Spirit and the Soul joineth to form One; A bond as eternal and everlasting as the Sun. Death. Death hath th' power to destroy the Body, A mere shell containing Life's primal essence. For Death, there is no remedy; It suddenly arrives with an invisible appearance. When th' Body falls victim unto Death; The Soul lives into immortality. The Body may have breathed its final breadth, But the Soul continues Life eternally. And because Life is short, like a breadth of air, The Spirit doth move on; a peaceful Dove Traversing through Life with much sorrow and Love. And without any other Earthly care. Through Death, the Body breathes no more. But when th' Soul doth return, Filled with Love and Sorrow, in's very core, Its Will to live shall forever burn. ___________________________________________________________ [Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan (1992). All Rights Reserved.] Photo location url ~ http://www.handy1geo.com/WebRings/1002589123047_harmony.jpg

As I spoke to God today, His Love and Mercy restored my soul. And as I knelt down unto God to pray, I felt like a piece of treasured gold. His grace brought a shine back into my life just when I felt as if my soul were at the end of a knife. But alas, the pain is gone; the hurt is erased By God's gentle touch, my heart is healed and raised. __________________________________________________ [Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan. All Rights Reserved.] Photo url location at ~ http://biblia.com/jesusart/poster-jesus-geths-23.jpg

If you can keep your head when all about you Are losing theirs and blaming it on you; If you can trust yourself when all men doubt you, But make allowance for their doubting too; If you can wait and not be tired by waiting, Or, being lied about, don't deal in lies, Or, being hated, don't give way to hating, And yet don't look too good, nor talk too wise; If you can dream - and not make dreams your master; If you can think - and not make thoughts your aim; If you can meet with triumph and disaster And treat those two imposters just the same; If you can bear to hear the truth you've spoken Twisted by knaves to make a trap for fools, Or watch the things you gave your life to broken, And stoop and build 'em up with wornout tools; If you can make one heap of all your winnings And risk it on one turn of pitch-and-toss, And lose, and start again at your beginnings And never breath a word about your loss; If you can force your heart and nerve and sinew To serve your turn long after they are gone, And so hold on when there is nothing in you Except the Will which says to them: "Hold on"; If you can talk with crowds and keep your virtue, Or walk with kings - nor lose the common touch; If neither foes nor loving friends can hurt you; If all men count with you, but none too much; If you can fill the unforgiving minute With sixty seconds' worth of distance run - Yours is the Earth and everything that's in it, And - which is more - you'll be a Man my son!

[Glitterfy.com - *Glitter Photos*] "Love is patient; love is kind and envies no one. Love is never boastful, nor conceited, nor rude; never selfish, not quick to take offense. There is nothing love cannot face; there is no limit to its faith, its hope, and endurance. In a word, there are three things that last forever: faith, hope, and love; but the greatest of them all is love."

As the waves slowly crash against Neptune’s Moonlit shore, A fair maiden sits gracefully, gazing At the multitude of stars in the night’s endless core; Peacefully, languidly, innocently searching For answers of truth never heard of before. She looks distantly into the vast span of time; Into her past, present and future; To answer her deepest needs of a sign For her heart to capture and transfigure All the visions that appear before th’ eye of her mind. She sits patiently waiting for the soft sea breeze To gently blow a whisper of hope. Into her soft, tender ear she receives The affirmations that help her cope With her dreams of joy, fear, sorrow and peace. She fears that she may never walk on land. For she is a mythical creature of endless time and beauty- A mermaid with a mystique that captivates all men. A being caught between illusion and reality. With only her dreams as pure and infinite as grains of sand. _______________________________________________________________________ (Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan (2000). All Rights Reserved.) Photo located at: http://www.bybee.com/image/mermaid.jpg

Death spots the field. Covering a knight without his shield, Coursing harsh, fearful shivers of cold As a blunt blade pierces through his weary soul. Faith heals When an executioner steals, The Love and Light of God. All thanks to a king’s approving nod. Human eyes Totally consumed by the kill Soon find death a thrill And greatly get off on Death’s highs. But Faith restores The lost soul’s lost cause, When it transfigures beautifully A Soul searching for Love and Mercy. Faith disproves as it transforms All the beliefs of the world’s norms That once a life is taken, The Soul too will be forsaken. For those who live in greatness or misery, God will be their judge and jury; Sending his Angel of Death to all, Who wish to either gracefully rise or gracefully fall. ______________________________________________________________ (Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan [2005]. All Rights Reserved.) Photo located at: http://perival.com/delillo/triumph_of_death.jpeg

The feeling of being alone, For I know that you were brought into my life To be my soul-mate, friend, partner; And hopefully, one day, my wife. The feeling of rejection, For your arms are always open To hold and hug, cuddle and embrace me Inside-out whenever I feel broken. The feeling of being misunderstood, By those all around, For your eyes look through me With such great love and clarity. The feeling that finally I have found the person whom I have always prayed for and dreamed of, To live with and love eternally. ________________________________________________________________ [Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan (2001). All Rights Reserved.] Photo url location ~ http://www.larmayartstudio.com/images/Morning%20Has%20Broken%202.jpg

Bombs bursting! Loud wailing… Missiles launching! Arms swaying. Distant sirens screeching… Legs dragging, Torsos ripping… Anguishly excruciating. Moans creeping… Battlements engaging. Thirsty lads dying… Simply tasting water by sipping. Bodies and souls all missing a form of piecing. This state of fierce warring. ================================================== Bombs bursting Into loud wailing. Missiles launching As arms are swaying. Distant sirens screeching While legs are dragging, as their torsos are ripping, with anguishly excruciating moans creeping Quietly from battlements engaging. Thirsty lads dying to taste water by sipping. All their bodies and souls missing; a form of piecing from a state of fierce warring. _______________________________________________________________________ (Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan (2005). All Rights Reserved.) Photos located at ~ http://www.wikinfo.org/upload/6/6c/Dresden.jpg

A triumphant man’s first call Is made during his splendid birth; A signal signifying to us all His very existence on this solitary Earth. His entry into this world of bleak mortality Is a journey fraught with much dangerous uncertainty; A travel through a Universe that far transcends The beauty and wonder of God’s Almighty Hands. Destiny and Fate shall always abide By this traveling man’s lonely side. For him, Life holds countless opportunities Which are shaped by Life’s unseen mysteries. As this man wanders further and further, Searching for the meaning of his very own existence, His heart and soul can withstand no longer The anguish of his mind’s mental persistence. Hence, he drifts throughout the passage of Time Discovering what is unknown to him; Wandering through Life only to sadly find The absence of a Light that had grown quite dim. A Light which shone blindingly, Giving hope to one and all; A flame that was lit with much intensity By a child’s very first call. __________________________________________________________________ [Copyright © 2008, written by Jamie Shawn Tan (1992). All Rights Reserved.] Photo located at: www.aaartdenver.com/mall/bogle_birth_baby.gif