The Approaching Void
This physical world has an ebb and flow;
as though it seeks a destination;
like how the grasses and trees grow;
as though it’s reality’s foundation.
But physicality is merely illusion;
a metaphor of what really is;
death ushers in; life’s conclusion;
introducing heavenly
Nostalgia !
I awakened in the middle of the night;
with thoughts of long ago;
remembering both sounds and sight;
why does memory make it so?
I’m now old; and memories fail me;
why do they suddenly appear;
mere snippets of a long ago, reality;
depicting pleasure or fear.
Every
…Beyond Our Control
We think we’re in control of our life;
in all things, we say and do;
negotiating the flood waters of strife;
all that matters, is our view.
Though few, believe in a destiny;
a purpose for every soul;
God has chosen, what we’re to be;
The Mystery Called Love
Consciousness is thoughts, coming together;
the summation of all our dreams;
an eternal competition; lasting forever;
ebbing and flowing life steams.
Life is an energy, that’s forever flowing;
nothing can long remain still;
love is the passion, that keeps it growing;
for, love is the
Inconceivable Choices
Thoughts of the mind; seem like voices;
taking us to where we must go;
often, suggesting inconceivable choices;
hinting, we’re moving too slow.
Freedom of choice can become confusing;
when our choices are so unlimited;
choice is the difference; winning or losing;
lack of talent makes success
The Sphere Of Influence
Every sphere is a three dimensional circle;
each surface, equidistant from the center;
the earth’s climate is a most difficult hurdle;
earth’s rotation, made Summer and Winter.
This sphere, called earth, has become home;
where all prodigals live for a season;
the sum of
Life Is About Moments
Life isn’t whether we fail or succeed;
failure was never an option;
every life is about purpose and need;
we’re each, a child of adoption.
As we look back upon our lifetime;
failures appear as opponents;
life isn’t physical; it’s only sublime;
Swallowed By Pride
Often we speak of swallowing our pride;
as though it’s a form of food;
but, we’re speaking, of setting egos aside;
it’s much more about our mood.
Pride often has an unquenchable thirst;
nothing ever seems enough;
even the rich, quite often seem cursed;
