The Second Childhood
There’s nothing like the world; when young;
the world, itself, seems young and new;
out of emptiness; a new reality has become;
its images slowly become in view.
Both birth and death are seasonal transitions;
involving the soul’s ebb and flow;
acting as tho they
Shopping For A Memory
I walked into a store, where I used to work;
not really knowing; what I was doing;
all my sensitivity was on its highest alert;
yesterday’s memories; I was pursuing.
I don’t really know; what I expected to find;
many acquaintances used to work
The Worst, Among Us
There’s something special about the meek;
much like the flower, they wilt;
when confronted; they can’t stand the heat;
readily confessing their guilt.
Although, they’re guilty of pride and sin;
their soul is a seed of the divine;
inside that soul; there’s
Happiness Is For Others
Most find someone; on whom they rely;
becoming married to their lovers;
I’ve become alone; and will be; till I die;
happiness is for others.
Life is full of dramatic twists and turns;
for its creator is a magician;
from life experiences; a wise man
To A Different Drummer
Life is a flow with a musical rhythm;
crescendoing every mid Summer;
an orchestra playing, within a prism;
all, dancing to a different drummer.
Music tends to guide every life stream;
its melody reverberates, within;
music is the heartbeat of every dream;
in its downbeat; life
The Death Of Tears
Life is the ultimate mixture of energy;
appearing in every shape or form;
consciousness comes from life’s synergy;
culminating in the perfect storm.
We know very little how life came to be;
even tho life is all around us;
consciousness is the most elite reality;
The Faces Of Opportunity
In the midst of failures; opportunity knocks;
it appears in its own time and place;
it pays no mind to surroundings or clocks;
but, it usually wears a unique face.
We must learn to look beyond that face;
destiny lays hidden, neath the surface;
what seems
The Loose Thread
Every sweater has a loose thread;
shoe strings are easily broken;
many dress, like an unmade bed;
cruel words are often spoken.
Perfection has no discernible face;
tho often claimed by a fool;
most who lead; lead to disgrace;
becoming the devil’s tool.
We spend our
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