The Old Caldwell House

The Old Caldwell House

I visited the house where I grew up;
tho, “grew up” isn’t really true;
at five feet tall; my tenure was up;
so I couldn’t really claim I grew.

Still, it would, forever, be my home;
a scene of each lasting impression;
tho, I

The Naked Truth

The Naked Truth

I’m sharing my thoughts on a public forum;
dare I question the emperor, without clothes;
must truth be silenced as improper decorum;
I feel I’m the thorn on the rose.

Emotionally, I’ve been to the mountaintop;
then, descended to the valley, below;
our resistance

Dark Is The Night

Dark Is The Night

Darkness approaches; announcing night;
and signaling the close of the day;
you might normally think this is all right;
for the world is designed this way.

The material world is a projection of thought;
a metaphor with a much deeper meaning;
giving us hints of all

Think You Know Better?

Think You Know Better ?

We were born in a world of perfection;
created by the Master and Lord;
living under His absolute protection;
yet, by some, it’s often deplored.

Some say it’s too hot; others, too cold;
both days and nights are too long;
some think they’re

Things Could Be Worse

Things Could Be Worse

I’ve lost a desire to walk in the wood;
don’t have any interest to travel about;
so often I’m sad and misunderstood;
the creek is low; in the midst of drought.

The sun seems to have lost interest in me;
seldom shining when

Thorns Of Life

Thorns Of Life

Some flowers and shrubs are armed with thorns;
the Master designed them to be left alone;
that may be the reason that the bull has horns;
to keep man’s pride from ascending a throne.

Thorns are to deflate the arrogant and proud;
for they are the

Power Struggle

Power Struggle

Wise is the man who knows his limitations;
but, foolish when they get in his way;
never living up to people’s expectations;
such a leader is sure to betray.

Those who seek power are the least deserving;
for, they hunger and lust for a throne;
in a

Becoming

Becoming

A word is only a link to a thought;
it’s nothing more; nothing less;
to the fore, a transition is brought;
a creation planned to bless.

The Word was a bang; a flash in the night;
the truth; evil was fearing;
God simply spoke the miracle of Light;

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