A Useless Epitaph
Death has come; another life moves on;
useless prose; on a family’s behalf;
a countless lifetime, of memories, gone;
summarized by a useless epitaph.
How can we describe an entire lifetime;
in a few short words, or phrases;
all the memories, those words enshrine;
take, but
Thoughts On Reality
Consciousness is a bizarre form of being;
it doesn’t reside within the brain;
it’s a realm of thought; from the unseen;
it’s sort of reality’s window pane.
With it; our visions reach far and wide;
by taking in illusions of light;
thinking we’
I Still Love You
I awakened, with love on my mind;
feeling depressed, and lonely;
all thoughts of yesterday; left behind;
now, that I’m old and homely.
My age and appearance affects my attitude;
my heart remains hidden, within;
perhaps, I should extend myself more latitude,
to allow a
The Four Chambers Of Love
The physical world is a picture of reality;
an illusion of the kingdom above;
all; connected by a sense of mutuality;
bonded together by love.
The heart is the image of connection;
the parts becoming the whole;
hate is the expression of rejection;
love is
When Life Ends
What happens when this life ends;
does consciousness disappear;
when life’s final curtain descends;
does, yet, another; draw near?
Life isn’t an eternal, physical being;
but an energy that ebbs and flows;
a consciousness; from a realm, unseen;
God’s love, assuring; that it grows.
An Accomplished Man
If I had finished; all I’d begun;
I’d be an accomplished man;
faithful, until the setting sun;
doing, whatever I can.
If only I’d done; all I’d planned;
I’d helped others; along the way;
tomorrow’d be at my command;
each day
Incomprehensible
This wondrous creation; referred to as life;
we’ve come to regard as indispensable;
where, man and woman are husband and wife;
it all has become incomprehensible.
It began, as a world of impossible dreams;
generated from the Master’s mind;
the ebb and flow of conflicting extremes;
is
The Cloud Of Corruption
Life is a slowly evolving mystery;
whose future is often unclear;
in time; becoming past history;
clarity becoming austere.
Life; a picture the Master painted;
slowly coming into view;
often, demonic; rarely, sainted;
love becoming its glue.
Life is a constantly evolving story;
involving periods of
