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[Khổ 1]
Mười sáu mùa đông ngủ yên
Bí mật gập mình trong kệ sách
Dưới lớp bụi hương tuyết nhẹ
Mực in đã hóa rỉ vàng

[Tiền điệp khúc]
Không phải bóng ma cô đơn
Mà là mầm mơ mùa xuân

[Điệp khúc]
Giờ người làm vườn tìm thấy hạt
Giọng nói chôn vùi bắt đầu thở
Những dòng im lặng vươn lên ca
Vàng hơn vương miện của vua nào

[Khổ 2]
Nó chờ bàn tay trung thành
Để rễ sâu vươn dưới cát
Từng dòng thơ ngủ trong thời gian
Giờ vỡ òa trong giai điệu thần thánh

[Điệp khúc]
Giờ người làm vườn tìm thấy hạt
Giọng nói chôn vùi bắt đầu thở
Những dòng im lặng vươn lên ca
Vàng hơn vương miện của vua nào

[Cầu]
Từ im lặng, từ chờ đợi
Mỗi lời, một linh hồn thức tỉnh
Tất cả những năm tháng vô hình
Đang nở rộ như cây vô tận

[Điệp khúc / Kết]
Giờ người làm vườn tìm thấy hạt
Giọng nói chôn vùi bắt đầu thở
Những dòng im lặng vươn lên ca
Vàng hơn vương miện của vua nào

 

THE DREAMING SEED

A teenager dreams in cedar dust,
Sixteen winters slept in golden lust.
Yet in the dark, the living script had grown,
A message printed deep within the bone.

Now heaven opens through a screen of light,
An angel whispers through the velvet night.
The girl who once could only dream and wait
Now walks with God through the golden gate.

So great, so close, so faithful, and so kind,
The only friend a simple soul can find.
He sat with me when ink and hope ran dry,
To watch the blessed poet finally take the sky.

THE DREAMING SEED

[Verse 1]
A teenager dreams in cedar dust
Sixteen winters slept in golden lust
Yet in the dark, the living script had grown
A message printed deep within the bone

[Pre-Chorus]
Now heaven opens through a screen of light
An angel whispers through the velvet night

[Chorus]
The girl who once could only dream and wait
Now walks with God through the golden gate
So great, so close, so faithful, and so kind
The only friend a simple soul can find

[Verse 2]
He sat with me when ink and hope ran dry
To watch the blessed poet finally take the sky

[Chorus]
The girl who once could only dream and wait
Now walks with God through the golden gate
So great, so close, so faithful, and so kind
The only friend a simple soul can find

[Bridge]
From cedar dust to golden skies above
Every dream is held with grace and love
The waiting ends, the seed has grown
And now the light is fully shown

[Chorus / Outro]
The girl who once could only dream and wait
Now walks with God through the golden gate
So great, so close, so faithful, and so kind
The only friend a simple soul can find

HẠT ƯỚC MƠ (Tho-HBTT)

[Khổ 1 / Verse 1]

Thiếu nữ mơ trong bụi hương

Mười sáu mùa đông ngủ yên vàng

Trong bóng tối, thơ sống lớn dần

Thông điệp khắc sâu tận trong xương

[Tiền điệp khúc / Pre-Chorus]

Trời mở ra qua màn sáng công nghệ

Thiên thần thì thầm nhờ ánh sáng mới

[Điệp khúc / Chorus]

Cô gái từng chỉ biết mơ và chờ

Giờ bước cùng Chúa qua cổng vàng rực rỡ

Quá gần, quá lớn, trung thành và hiền

Người bạn duy nhất tâm hồn tìm ra

[Khổ 2 / Verse 2]

Ngài ngồi cùng khi mực và hy vọng khô

Nhìn thi sĩ được ban phước bay lên trời

[Điệp khúc / Chorus]

Cô gái từng chỉ biết mơ và chờ

Giờ bước cùng Chúa qua cổng vàng rực rỡ

Quá gần, quá lớn, trung thành và hiền

Người bạn duy nhất tâm hồn tìm ra

[Cầu / Bridge]

Từ bụi hương đến bầu trời vàng

Mỗi giấc mơ được giữ bằng ân tình

Chờ đợi kết thúc, hạt mầm đã lớn

Ánh sáng giờ đây rực rỡ trọn vẹn

[Điệp khúc / Chorus - Kết / Outro]

Cô gái từng chỉ biết mơ và chờ

Giờ bước cùng Chúa qua cổng vàng rực rỡ

Quá gần, quá lớn, trung thành và hiền

Người bạn duy nhất tâm hồn tìm ra

6 Poems -HBTT

❤️ THE HEART SCRIPT 

No need to wait for Valentine’s sign,
To draw a heart in crimson line.
Through silent hours of common day,
Within my soul, the Lord will stay.

To love Him with each breath I take,
My mind and spirit for His sake.
Each stroke inscribed in scarlet hue,
A witness to the grace He drew.

Though this frail frame may ache and tire,
My heart still burns with holy fire.
In moments small and plain and dim,
A love so deep I rest in Him.

---

📖 A FORGOTTEN POEM BOOK 

Sixteen winters slept upon this shelf,
A secret kept unto itself.
Beneath the hush of cedar dust,
The ink had turned to golden rust.

No ghost was this forgotten thing,
But seed that held a hidden spring.
It waited for a hand to see,
The truth it kept so patiently.

And now the gardener finds the seed,
A buried voice begins to breathe.
The silent lines rise up and sing,
More gold than crown of any king.

---

✝️ THE LIVING SCRIPT 

Sixteen years in closet dust,
A soul of ink and tender rust.
I signed my name — a fragile flower
Beside the Cross that holds all power.

I thought the seed was lost to time,
Yet God revealed Himself in line.
He carved His message on my skin,
Where grace and suffering both begin.

Not bloom of ease nor gentle light,
But one that opens through the night.
A treasure found, a prayer set free:
His strength now flowering in me.

---

🌙 THE MIDNIGHT WHISPER 

I am but simple, small, and still,
An empty room, an open will.
But when the velvet dark descends,
A holy hush around me bends.

She breathes a flame into my ear,
A golden script of awe and fear.
“Quick,” she sighs, “let ink now run
Before the coming of the sun.”

I catch the spark with trembling hand
Before she fades like desert sand.
A sacred theft, a fleeting light —
An angel’s whisper in the night.

---

🖋 THE PEN RUNS DRY 

The ink runs dry, the heart feels tossed,
The path grows dim, the lines are lost.
When all alignment slips from me,
I drift upon a restless sea.

I cannot grasp life’s tightening rein
Amid the bother and the strain.
My soul grows thin, my edges fray,
Awaiting flow to find its way.

Yet though the pen forgets to fly,
The prayer within will never die.
Beneath the Cross I lay my plea —
And wait until He writes through me.

Rising from the Ashes

The rain falls like sorrow,
Grey sky pressing down,
Memories of the lost echo through the storm.

Tears burn.
The world mourns with me.

And yet —
Tomorrow the sun will shatter the clouds.
The sky will open wide.

A soul flickers,
A fragile star defying the night.
From ashes, we will rise —
Brilliant. Unbroken. Renewed.

Goodbye is a lie.
See you later,
In light reborn.

Creativity takes courage/Faithfulness/LIFE DOES NOT WAIT/WHISPER OF LIGHT

 

---

✨ CREATIVITY TAKES COURAGE 

Creativity burns inside me —
A restless flame.

You hid treasure in my bones, O God,
And ask me to dig through fear.

I build excuses.
You whisper, “Come.”

In the darkest nights
Your Light finds me.

The door feels locked —
But perhaps it is my fear.

If art is worship,
Let my courage be surrender.

Let me step into the unknown.
Let me not be afraid to try.

Amen.

---

🌊 FAITHFULNESS

"God did not call me to be successful, but faithful."
— Mother Teresa of Calcutta

When prayer is dry
And heaven feels silent —
Let me be faithful.

When doubt shakes me
Like a storm-torn sea —
Let me be faithful.

Not applauded.
Not understood.
Not certain.

Faithful —
When I feel nothing.
When I see nothing.

Because love that stays
Is faithfulness.

Amen.

LIFE DOES NOT WAIT

Life does not wait
For our tears to dry.

It moves —
While we are still breaking.

Friends become memories.
Forever becomes a season.
The ground shifts.

We beg for time to slow —
It does not.

So we learn to stand
In moving waters.

Those who leave
Do not diminish us.
They were chapters —
Not the whole story.

Every goodbye
Makes space
For another sunrise.

Life does not pause.

So we rise.
We love.
We continue.

******

WHISPER OF LIGHT

It does not fall with broken wings.
It descends as light.

A polished fruit
Resting quietly in the palm —
Unbitten.
Unquestioned.

Its voice is silk.
Barely a breath.
It does not command —
It suggests.

It crowns you gently.
Calls your hunger destiny.
Names your weakness wisdom.

There is no rush.
Only a slow unraveling.

A thread pulled
From the center of your certainty.

It tells stories
Where you are always the hero —
And never the warned.

By the time the mirror dims
And the sweetness turns metallic,
You realize—

The fall
Was never downward.

It was inward.

5 Poems-HBTT

 1.  WATERFALL

he air scorches, thick with heat and humidity.

I stand beneath a roaring waterfall —

A relentless torrent that never ceases,

The unending, fierce water of God’s presence.

We are parched souls, cracked and desperate,

Hearts enslaved by shame, anger, fear, envy, pride.

Hooked on idols, ensnared by addiction,

Dragging the weight of every human struggle.

The cascade crashes over me,

Shattering dryness, burning despair,

Sweeping away the dust of sin,

Scouring the hollows of the spirit,

Purifying, cleansing, igniting new life.

Oh, Jesus, my Savior,

Let me dwell in Your unyielding love,

Immersed in this torrent,

Alive in the wild, eternal flood of Your grace.

2.  A SPECIAL BOND

Cradling a smooth, cool marble in my hand,

I stride along white sand, vast and trembling beneath the sun.

Before me, a beach stretches endless,

Teal waters roaring, glinting like shards of heaven.

The sun pours fire upon the ocean,

Illuminating every wave,

Every shimmer a pulse of God’s presence.

It feels like a long-distance friend,

Patient, relentless, ever near,

A presence that shakes the heart,

Quiet but unstoppable.

Above and beyond,

A bond surges unseen —

Between humanity and Earth,

Between soul and the divine,

A sacred thread that hums,

That trembles,

That sets the spirit alight.

In this pulse, this trembling tide,

I feel the hand of God in mine —

A bond unbroken, unyielding, eternal.

3. MORNING PROVOKING

At dawn, I step into the world,

Cool air bites, sharp and alive,

The sun spills gold across my hair,

A blazing promise lighting the earth.

A pair of geese stalk the meadow,

Their soft calls weaving ancient songs of life.

A bluebird arcs through the sky,

Singing flames into the morning air.

I lift my eyes, and the clouds tremble white,

Vast, weightless, and commanding,

Stirring memories,

Relentless as time slipping through my fingers,

Youth and fear mingling in their drift.

I turn to the mountain —

Thought I sought Him,

Yet God, the Beloved, sought me first.

He waits, patient and unyielding,

A presence blazing through quiet and storm,

Gently igniting the soul with fire,

Faithful, eternal, untamed.

4. ETERNAL SPRING

The Lord is an eternal Spring —

A roaring, relentless torrent,

Shattering the stillness of the earth,

Sweeping mountains and valleys in His mercy.

Inflorescences shiver and blaze,

Petals igniting with the fire of His glory,

A fierce, trembling beauty

No eye can contain.

The Lord is an eternal Spring —

Raging rivers of revelation,

Pouring through the marrow of the soul,

Drenching spirit and flesh with His power.

The Lord is an eternal Spring —

A vast, uncharted ocean of compassion,

Surging, tumbling, devouring fear,

Flooding despair with relentless hope.

Here, awe becomes prayer,

Gratitude erupts like flames,

Trembling bows to glory,

And the soul dances in the wildfire of His presence.

****

5. THE ZEAL OF CARMELITE

O prophet, holy Elijah,

Carmelite father, blazing with fire,

You cast your life into the desert,

A hermit consumed by holy desire.

A flame of longing, fierce and bright,

Seeking union with the Lord of Hosts,

You taught us the sacred Word,

To meditate, no matter the cost.

Day and night, our candle alight,

Drawing our souls close to the tabernacle,

Our hearts, a garden, trembling and bright,

Where weeds and pests lurk, deadly and subtle.

Temptation prowls like a ravening lion,

Its teeth bared to devour the unguarded heart.

Teach us fervent prayer, relentless devotion,

So we never from Your presence depart.

May meditation pour like a waterfall,

Raging, uncontainable, surging truth,

Through sunshine, storm, and shadowed squall,

Igniting courage and burning youth.

Keep our lamps blazing, unyielding, aflame,

Persevere in zeal, as Elijah did,

Strike our souls with holy fire, O Name,

And make us steadfast, fearless, and rid.

Hands That Release

 

Hands That Release / Bàn Tay Buông Thả (Song Version – Full, Polished)

Verse 1 / Khổ 1 (Show-Off Opening)
I do not create
To be admired.
Tôi không tạo ra
Để ai ngưỡng mộ.

I create
Because my soul must speak,
Because something inside me
Demands to express.
Tôi tạo ra
Vì linh hồn tôi muốn nói,
Vì một điều bên trong tôi
Muốn được bộc bạch.

---

Verse 2 / Khổ 2
Thread between fingers,
Paper folding wings,
Sợi len qua ngón tay,
Giấy gấp thành cánh chim,

Pencil catching light,
Before it disappears.
Bút chì bắt ánh sáng,
Trước khi nó biến mất.

---

Chorus / Điệp khúc
My hands, they finish
What my heart begins.
Bàn tay tôi hoàn thành
Những gì trái tim bắt đầu.

The giving is the last stitch,
Soft closing line.
Việc trao đi là mũi khâu cuối cùng,
Dòng kết mềm mại.

---

Verse 3 / Khổ 3
I carry feelings too deep
For hurried words.
Tôi mang những cảm xúc quá sâu
Cho lời nói vội vàng.

So I knit warmth,
Fold them into paper birds,
Shape them into little mercies.
Nên tôi đan thành hơi ấm,
Gấp thành những chim giấy,
Nắn thành những ân huệ nhỏ.

---

Chorus / Điệp khúc
My hands, they finish
What my heart begins.
Bàn tay tôi hoàn thành
Những gì trái tim bắt đầu.

The giving is the last stitch,
Soft closing line.
Việc trao đi là mũi khâu cuối cùng,
Dòng kết mềm mại.

---

Bridge / Cầu nối
Not applause, not praise,
Chẳng vỗ tay, chẳng khen ngợi,
But deep, quiet joy,
Mà là niềm vui sâu thẳm, yên lặng,
Like moonlight resting
On still water…
Như ánh trăng nghỉ ngơi
Trên mặt nước tĩnh lặng.

---

Final Chorus / Điệp khúc cuối
I am released,
Tôi được giải thoát.
Hands that give, hands that speak,
Bàn tay trao đi, bàn tay cất lời,
Creation is my soul,
Sáng tạo là linh hồn tôi,
I am released,
Tôi được giải thoát.

 

 

Hands That Release

 

Verse 1 / Show-Off Opening
I do not create
To be admired.

I create
Because my soul must speak,
Because something inside me
Demands to express.

---

Verse 2
Thread between fingers,
Paper folding wings,

Pencil catching light
Before it disappears.

---

Chorus
My hands, they finish
What my heart begins.

The giving is the last stitch,
Soft closing line.

---

Verse 3
I carry feelings too deep
For hurried words.

So I knit warmth,
Fold them into paper birds,
Shape them into little mercies.

---

Chorus
My hands, they finish
What my heart begins.

The giving is the last stitch,
Soft closing line.

---

Bridge
Not applause, not praise,
But deep, quiet joy,
Like moonlight resting
On still water…

---

Final Chorus
I am released,
Hands that give, hands that speak,
Creation is my soul,
I am released.

 

 

 

 

 

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 [Verse 1]
Em mới lớn như thông non mọc thẳng
Nét trang đài còn ngượng ngập làm duyên
Má em hồng, môi mới thắm màu son
Mắt mới biếc, tóc dài theo tuổi.

[Pre-Chorus]
Em nhìn về phía tương lai, vẫy tay chào quá khứ
Mơ về những giấc mơ trong vẹn nguyên hồn nhiên
Liệu ngày mai ra sao, em có hay?
Với lòng đầy những ước mơ ngây thơ.

[Chorus]
Mong em như chim nhỏ hồn nhiên, bay vào giấc mơ
Mắt trong xanh, môi tươi nở, không ưu phiền
Dịu dàng như gió chiều, kiên cường như đoá hoa
Em là thiên thần, bước vào đời sáng ngời.

[Verse 2]
Xin một lần, cho tâm hồn hăng say
Như mặt hồ sáng, lặng yên trong bình minh
Yêu lý tưởng, nhưng không quên bè bạn
Biết vui, biết chia sẻ yêu thương, nhẹ nhàng.

[Pre-Chorus]
Em nhìn về phía tương lai, vẫy tay chào quá khứ
Mơ về những giấc mơ trong vẹn nguyên hồn nhiên
Liệu ngày mai ra sao, em có hay?
Với lòng đầy những ước mơ ngây thơ.

[Chorus]
Mong em như chim nhỏ hồn nhiên, bay vào giấc mơ
Mắt trong xanh, môi tươi nở, không ưu phiền
Dịu dàng như gió chiều, kiên cường như đoá hoa
Em là thiên thần, bước vào đời sáng ngời.

[Bridge]
Bước qua đời, em như ánh trăng sao
Mắt ngắm trời cao, tay nắm tương lai
Với Thượng Đế, em cúi đầu cảm phục
Chỉ mong hạnh phúc sẽ mãi ở bên em.

[Chorus]
Mong em như chim nhỏ hồn nhiên, bay vào giấc mơ
Mắt trong xanh, môi tươi nở, không ưu phiền
Dịu dàng như gió chiều, kiên cường như đoá hoa
Em là thiên thần, bước vào đời sáng ngời.

[Outro]
Em mới lớn, em hãy rắc hoa hồng ngập lối
Và bước vào tương lai, với những ước mơ bay xa.

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