Life's Garden

Life’s Garden

In the Master’s garden, he planted seeds;
seeking love, to flourish and blossom;
for the Master felt it’d fill all the needs;
to make his creation more awesome.

Advanced life forms; came from each seed;
emerging from a garden on holy ground;
the Master provided

Thoughts Of A Prodigal

Thoughts Of A Prodigal

Each one begins this life as a prodigal;
rebellion is our stock-in- trade;
looking back it doesn’t seem logical;
but, that’s just how we are made.

We all started out this life as a child;
determining what we wanted to be;
fighting all authority;

Nighttime Travel

Nighttime Travel

What really happens when we’re asleep;
lying in bed or sleeping in a chair?
Our conscious mind travels so deep;
without really walking anywhere.

Do dreams really emanate from our brain;
or does the soul travel elsewhere?
Perhaps, it would make more sense and explain;
some gain

Multiplicity

Multiplicity

It seemed, at least, two lifetimes ago;
I was a child in a family of five;
by comparison, life seemed to move slow;
now I’m the only one, still alive.

By age 9; I had another sister and brother;
they each have their own family, now;
each of

Anxiety's Futility

Anxiety’s Futility

All seek a life; abiding in peace and tranquility;
a feat almost impossible to achieve;
consistently assaulted by anxiety’s futility;
with difficulty, we strive to believe.

The Master is waiting to hear our prayer;
our petty problems leave him undaunted;
still; he assures us that He’

A Cloud Of Destiny

A Cloud Of Destiny

I feel my life slowly drifting away;
the background scenery fading;
thoughts from within; bid me stay;
a purpose, I’ve been evading.

I feel as tho I’m a mist or a cloud;
gently floating into the night.
If you only knew, you’d laugh

The Lesson Of Goldilocks

The  Lesson  of  Goldilocks

I remember the story of Goldilocks;
very clearly she was nobody’s fool;
definitely she was as smart as a fox;
and yet lived by her very own rule.

She visited the home of Papa Bear,
on this one particular occasion.
Fortunately, the bears were not

It Is Written

It Is Written

We are all characters in the book of life;
our destiny forged by our energy;
sentenced to suffer conflicts and strife;
thru faith, sharing God’s synergy.

I’m just the wallpaper on the wall;
the fly, examining the meal;
I cannot declare what is right for

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