The Heavenly Kingdom
There is a kingdom with unlimited space;
where the mind is free to roam;
a kingdom of light; devoid of a face;
thought is our invisible home.
It’s actually a transparent overlay of being;
like the atmosphere covering earth;
this home of the soul, is completely
The Continuous Play
I walked out in the middle of the play;
with many other actors on life’s stage;
It seemed so much like any other day;
for life had just turned another page.
I couldn’t actually leave the stage;
for its platform wrapped all around;
for the
The Consequence Of Life
Reality is the balance of cause and effect;
eternity always has a reason;
this may be a concept you choose to reject;
as your mind is in a different season.
Life is a compilation of limitless circumstance;
through which, all life forms flow;
nothing ever occurs,
Information Overload
Is there such thing; as too much information;
much more than we’ll ever need?
We only need love and faith for salvation;
to assure that love will succeed.
Knowledge is wisdom’s right hand man;
tho, sometimes it brings illusions;
obedience; love; and faith in God’s
A Bedraggled Soul
I feel like I fell down a flight of stair;
aching from my head to my feet;
thoughts remain, back at the top; unaware;
where destiny and circumstance meet.
I feel I’ve been hit by a truck or a train;
my body; a bedraggled pile of
The Wind In My Face
We are but leaves; grown on life’s tree;
given a mind of our own;
we each are unique; you are you; and I, me;
life’s tree; our heavenly home.
But, this world has been turned inside-out;
shaking all the leaves off life’s
Fine Print
The devil was first to employ fine print;
for those lies; man was banished;
leaving man; for generations; to lament;
while God’s truth simply vanished.
Man then became the prisoner of lies;
creating endless sorrows and fears;
failing to recognize the devil’s disguise;
causing God unrelenting
Righteous Anger
How can righteous and anger go together;
It just doesn’t seem like they fit;
much like wearing short pants with a sweater;
or trying to stand while you sit.
It seems as if those, most likely to forgive;
simply love to embrace their anger;
its almost as
