Images Of Reality
Most think we live in a realm of physicality;
outside the creation; just looking in;
instead; we’re images of truth and reality;
we are God’s thoughts; living within.
We were not meant to live in competition;
our souls are just thoughts, above;
prodigals; living in
It Isn’t Just About Me
Sometimes I shop; just to feel I’m alive;
my purpose for living seems gone;
I live in the country, and have to drive;
since my life still must go on.
I watch TV re-runs; I’ve seen before;
to while the time away;
Know-It-All
Some seem to be extraordinarily wise;
knowing answers to every question;
within them; there’s little compromise;
they’re adverse to every suggestion.
Their answers come without hesitation;
most from another media;
each in search of praise and adulation;
a walking, talking encyclopedia.
Disdainfully, we dub them a “know-it-all”
…Reality Fading
When young; things were so different;
songs, faded; volume, descending;
at the time; it seemed rather ignorant;
as the music seemed never ending.
Now most music reaches crescendos;
its ending is precise and clear;
describing a similarity in life’s innuendos;
music ends; as death draws near.
Music
…Ghost, Shopping
Christmas time, once more, drew near;
children, hanging up their stocking;
walking; I saw her apparition appear;
it was my wife’s ghost, shopping.
It was the store; we often would shop;
where I’d worked for five years;
tears ran down my face; refusing to stop;
I
A Time For Pain
Time tends to serve every purpose;
whether it be evil; or good;
its ugly head, just seems to surface;
even though not understood.
Time is allowed for all that’s to come;
on it’s own; it cannot stand still;
it ticks to the rhythm of
A Foundry Called Time
Whenever we speak about creation;
we say, it’s in the essence of time;
time; the foundry of life’s foundation;
all of it; from the sublime.
From Consciousness; came everything;
all that was destined to be;
servants; to love; and serve their king;
the perfect
Prisoners Of Failure
Most spend their lives in search of success;
whatever they deem it to be;
it seems each failure, only leads to duress;
from which; they’ll never be free.
Although the body may still remain free;
there’s a bondage of another kind;
in order that people
