The Sexual Myth
We live in a realm of physical illusions;
what we are; and who we’re with;
resulting in drawing wrong conclusions;
such as the sexual myth.
Love is often considered sexuality;
assuming they’re both the same;
sex, without love, is just immorality;
as tho, making love
Symbiosis
Life is a most complex multiplicity;
each soul; austere and unique;
a symbiosis of complete synchronicity;
a perfection; beyond critique.
No life is ever all that it seems;
each, making its own choices;
every soul; lives its own dreams;
pandering to a plethora of voices,
Life has become a
…God Draws Near
Thoughts are clouds of life’s apprehension;
drifting through the mind of our soul;
some, more than others, gain our attention;
tho each of them has a unique goal.
Clouds bear the images of all our dreams;
encompassing all hopes and fears;
every life; a mixture of
The Blabbermouth
Some just don’t know when to quit;
even secrets tend to come out;
whatever comes to mind; they tell it;
the consummate blabbermouth.
Rarely are they held in high regard;
nevertheless; we all listen;
whether by phone; or in the backyard;
we’re captives, in their prison.
The Ethereal Connection 2
Our current life is lived as illusion;
a hologram staging life dreams;
death doesn’t bring life’s conclusion;
physicality, is only light streams.
Every soul is connected to the Master;
in a conversation, we call a prayer;
turning to God; at the first sign of
Who Will Comfort The Lonely?
Many eventually will reside in solitude;
especially, when later in years;
some,living alone, and eating dog food;
drinking to drown their tears.
Some have money; although not a lot;
many of them, live day-to-day;
some would be considered a have-not;
they
Useless Is; As Useless Does
As I’ve grown old; I’ve become insignificant;
I’’m not the man; I once was;
no longer feeling like a full time participant;
useless is; as useless does.
If I were able; I would drop to my knees;
praying to the Father, above;
Transcendence
It seems like more than a lifetime ago;
there was a world that used to be;
a land covered by grass and then snow;
and, all that the eye could see.
That world is now become the past;
a new one; superimposed, upon.
Why can’t that old one,
