The Objective World
Most believe there’s an objective existence;
a reality, independent of our thought;
perhaps, instead, it’s our subjective persistance;
determined we know what God wrought.
All of reality is created within the mind;
the eyes, only let the light come in;
touch and sound, by thoughts
Finish The Race
Life is sometimes refered to as a race;
as tho everything is competition;
but, no one can take another’s place;
then, life would be mere repetition.
The only competitors are evil and good;
competing in everyone’s thought;
often, their purpose is misunderstood;
perfection is tediously
What Am I ?
I am the sound of a thousand voices;
the wind, the rain, and the sea;
I am the one with a million choices;
and I’m given the freedom to be.
I am God’s answer to evolution;
that scientific hyperbole;
rebirth; not death; is God’s
Me, Myself, and I
Within a soul there are unlimited incarnations;
each one bearing a specific, unique name;
all of them have gifts; and also; limitations;
and, no two are exactly the same.
Every soul is a unique and consumate actor;
they each have a role to play;
sometimes, their
Drowning In Fear
All of life, I’ve had a fear of water;
and never learned how to swim;
I’d really like to swim like an otter;
but just don’t know how to begin.
When I was young, I really tried;
but my fears, just kept me down;
Angels Among Us
The Master said we’d entertain angels;
for mankind was in need of care;
they’d appear in our lives as strangers;
even though, we’d be unaware.
So we find ourselves gazing upon faces;
wondering which ones, they might be;
staring at many in the obvious
Angelic Eyes
The eyes are merely active scavengers;
searching the depths of reality;
our thoughts are only the passengers;
determining what is to be.
Eyes receive energy and information;
carried aloft, by the Light;
thought, alone; provides an explanation;
completing the mission of sight.
The eyes, themselves; are quite unique;
…God’s Creation Of Love
I’m living a life that somebody thought;
who, might that somebody be;
discerning the difference; what is; or ought;
could that sombody be me?
This lifetime was already lived in entirety;
before this illusion came to be;
I exist in a realm of mysterious
