Princess Of The Flowers !


My princess of the flowers field .
Why the roses are enchanted by your scent ?

Why the lilies envy your fairness and glamor ?
Why to the waters and to the sun their case appeal?

Trying to deny your beauty and the truth they conceal .

Even the butterflies wish to touch your provocative lips,
And the larks want to sing your praised and freely wield.

Your smiles make the sugar and honey completely melt.
In your eyes l see day and night with every blink.

Mornings are as beautiful as your lovely cheeks.
Their radiant dazzles my heart and soul always reveals.

You are my life’s melody ,happiness always yield.
My existence with you is  a  g l o r i o u s  festival.

Jalal M. Sabbagh-http://mysuccessisyoursuccess.worddpress.com

Precious Children ! / Morning Breeze.


The children are angels of love, pure innocence and life’s delight.
Children are the sweet feelings, refreshing like morning breeze.

The long waited for the lavish spring after enduring winter’s cold.
They are the waters that through the branches veins flow.

To give a new birth for the leaves and fruits to grow.

Where the birds of the sky build their nests,
And raise the new hatched chicks and soon to fly.

Children are the essence that nurtures the body.
They are flowers aroma which enchants the soul.

Children are the cooling shades where the tired ,
Ones find refuge from the sun and enjoy the rest.

(( Is there something sweeter than a new baby’s smile,or when a mother caresses her child ?)) Wishing you a happy and blessed thanksgiving day—My Gratitude and appreciation to the 2750 followers of my humble Blog.Jalal Michael Sabbagh-http://mysuccessisyoursuccess.wwordpress.com-

Love And Kisses Before The Bread ! / Essence Of Life! / Purity.


Love and kisses are the essential food ,
To nourish body,soul and to extend life.
A person not on bread alone can be alive .
But on words of kindness he does thrive.

The waves of the oceans kisses the shores,
Like a lion ,when he is satisfied loudly roars.

An Orchestra ,to play a symphony needs a fife,
A fisherman to catch fishes he needs a sail.

But a prophet should never need a wife.
He ought to be pure,holy,fair and rife.
Not to promote deceit,lust and genocides,
Entices hate,anger with the sword and knife

A prophet ought to be a humble messenger ,
Of peace,equality,justice and h a r m o n y .
Not to hail for war,division and empty pride,
Delusions,hypocrisy and bloody s t r i f e .

((Multitudes have fallen by the sword,but not as many who were fallen by a deceitful t o n g u e ))Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com

The Touch Of The Master’s Hand ! / Myra B.Welch.


“Myra Brooks Welch (1877-1953) is considered a brilliant American spiritual poet.This poem of her’s is the most admired and loved.If anyone lets the master touches his life the impossible can happen.l hope those who are searching for answers will find them in this poem.

“Twas battered and scarred,and the auctioneer
Thought it scarcely worth his while
To waste much time on the old violin ,
But held it with a smile .
“What am I bidden good folks”he cried ,
“Who’ll start the bidding for me?’
“A dollar,a dollar “then, two!Only two?
“Two dollars, and who’ll make it three?’
” Three dollars ,once,three dollars twice;
Going for three …………….But no,
From the room ,far back a grey haired man
Came forward and picked up the bow ;
Then ,wiping the dust from the old violin,
And tightening the loose s t r i n i g s ,
He played a melody pure and s w e e t
As a caroling angels …………Sing.

The music ceased ,and the auctioneer,
With a voice that was quit and low ,
Said”What am I bid for the old violin?’
And held it up with the bow .

“A thousand!And who who’ll make it two?”
Two thousand !And who ‘ll make it three?
Three thousand,once three thousand twice;
And g o i n g and g o n e ,”said he.
The people cheered ,but some of them cried,
We do not quite …………….understand
What changed its worth?”Swift came the reply:
“The touch of the M a s t e r ‘ s Hand.”

And many a man with life out of tune,
And battered and scarred with S I N ,
Is auctioned cheap to the thoughtless crowd
Much like the old violin .
A”mess of potage ,” a glass of wine,
A game____ and he travels on.
He is “going ” once ,and going twice,
He’s “going” and almost gone.”
But the Master comes and the foolish crowd
Never can quit U n d e r s t a n d
The worth of a SOUL and the change that’s wrought
By the touch of the Master’s hand.

(( AS long a person can eliminate negativity from his daily life ,he will always see the beautiful ,bright side. Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com ))

A Cheerful Heart Is A Good Medicine ! / Proverbs 17:22.


A recent study by a medical group indicates that humor and laughter promote physical wellness and healing.Laughter is also a balm for the soul.So next time when things are going the opposite way ,laugh ,chuckle and think of the good times you are planning to have and are waiting to be enjoyed.(( wishing you a new year full of laughter and happiness.Jalal Michael Sabbagh.http://gravatar.com/jmsabbagh86@gmail.com ))Heartily thanks to the 1770 followers of my blog and to everyone who visits the blog.))

2017 ! / Is Seeing Is Believing ? /Tangible .


Graciousness,trust,kindness,love,and forgiveness are intangible things.They can’t be given as a gift .They can’t be purchased at any store , through the internet or TV shopping channels .The world with it’s advanced technology can’t produce trust, pull kindness or love from a computer program.As humans ,we are with limited ability ,we can’t perceive God’s infinite wisdom ,we can’t see his love and compassion for us.Haven can’t be bought by anyone and then handed over to another as a gift.Can we see our souls or our conscience?Yet they are ours.I hope every person will search within himself and renew his promises to himself to be the best version of himself. Have happy and prosperous new 2014 and may every hope come true.((Jalal Michael Sabbagh.))