Accidents
Accidents don’t happen in a perfect world;
in perfection; all things are planned;
accidents are thoughts, on a scroll, unfurled;
appearing upon a demon’s demand.
Accidents are a part of life’s ebbs and flows;
a measure of life’s contradiction;
why they occur; only the Lord
Acceptance
All must accept things; for what they are;
not, what we hope they would be;
although some might find it bizarre;
there are limits to our liberty.
Although we may choose a path to walk;
we cannot control where it leads;
some roads lead to where demons stalk;
we’
Ageless
When young; our age is important;
one which we all address;
age affects our style or deportment;
when old; we are ageless.
Our physical body; ebbs; then flows.
having its own special seasons;
time decides when it comes and goes;
only God know the reasons.
Our life, on earth,
…From The Same Seed
From the same seed; became everything;
all; leaves, from the tree of life;
including Summer, Winter, and Spring;
sorrows, tragedies, and strife.
From life’s tree; come the Autumn leaves;
and the grasses that grow in Spring;
endless generations of flowers and trees;
thoughts; are seeds,
The Face Of An Angel
I seek one; with the face of an angel;
a passionate love from the past;
she loved me; many decades ago;
her love; not meant to last.
She turned her back; on a love we had;
expecting things to be different;
I’m no longer
Apocalypse
What happened to the world, I knew;
it seems to be fading away;
evil is planning a bloodless coup;
as night, overcomes day;
How is love, overwhelmed by hate;
what about life’s cohesion;
earth has become a helpless estate;
in a world split by division.
Why can we
…The Brink Of Success
Often, I’ve stood on the brink of failure;
finding it difficult, to address;
even more disconcerting for my behavior;
is when on the brink of success.
Success is the pinnacle, we all seek;
a mountain; we choose to climb;
it sets us apart; to become
Remembering Love
I waste my time; recalling the past;
for it holds nothing, for me;
it’s only a memory; that cannot last;
her love wasn’t meant to be.
Every lifetime is made of chapters;
all divided into seasons;
some, become life’s benefactors;
none understand the reasons.
I
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