The Perpetual Soul
Consciousness is a permanent awareness;
whether awake or asleep;
it defines all perfection and fairness;
what we sow; we’ll reap.
Life chooses whatever it wants to become;
living its own separate dreams;
each soul is just a small part of the sum;
no single life is
Our Only Choice
Today, my heart is filled with sadness;
from listening to the wrong voices;
such feelings can often lead to madness;
this life is all about choices.
It isn’t just about what we see and hear;
sometimes we just need to ignore;
it’s mostly about what
The Illusion Of Permanence
We live in a kingdom created by light;
filled with both sights and sound;
complete with seasons; day and night;
a world resting on solid ground.
Life comes from a universal consciousness;
for such is reality’s foundation;
each soul is a fragment of righteousness;
love
Loneliness Defined
It seems we put labels on everything;
whatever comes across our mind;
describing how an eagle takes wing;
but, how is loneliness defined?
Some people are like a delicate flower;
requiring constant attention;
others; all alone, have a unique power;
their mind; in another dimension.
Loneliness is separation
…A Weight Called Gravity
Cast out of heaven; we fell to the earth;
burdened by the weight of our sin;
thoughts brought questions of our worth;
only perfection was allowed within.
Earth is the kingdom of divine retribution;
a place to reap what we’ve sown;
where each one may
The Frustration Of Failure
Many are driven, in life, to succeed;
success has its special allure;
most try to earn, more than they need;
for frustration, there is no cure.
Gold is the serpent’s greatest temptation;
most feel that they can’t get enough;
gold cannot pave the road
Fragments Of Perfection
Life; created from a universal consciousness;
individual lives, in God’s protection;
eternal souls to bring love and righteousness;
living fragments of perfection.
Loneliness is the ultimate scourge of perfection;
love is the appropriate bond;
divorce of love’s passion; leads to rejection;
only love can take
The Visible Soul
What do we look like when we die;
what illusion takes the body’s role;
we must tell our physicality goodbye;
as, we’re left with our visible soul.
Perhaps we can choose our appearance;
changing it; like changing our clothes;
none of our thoughts meet interference;
