Tunnel Of Light
How is it, darkness can come from light;
aren’t they mutually exclusive;
and yet; each day transitions to night;
such concepts seem rather elusive.
Cannot the soul have vision in the night;
on thought’s guidance; all must rely;
all must be returned to the Master’
A Creature Of Obligation
My soul has been many beings, unfurled;
beginning as a seed of gestation;
then I became a baby in earth’s world;
and a child of society’s probation.
In my youth, I was to learn many things;
becoming a being of opportunity;
challenging thoughts of
No House Is A Home
A house that was home; became the past;
I never thought that it’d come to be;
I thought that home was meant to last;
for it had become a part of me.
A place where I scattered toys and clothes;
at a time when
Pilgrimage Of Love
I awaken each day in a search for significance;
while many others plan their vacation;
I look around me, at the infinite magnificence;
considering life an obligation.
There are so many things, we’ve taken for granted;
the lands, the seas, and the air;
always expecting they’
Life Segments
We live many lives; one day at a time;
often, many houses become home;
most are mere projections of the mind;
like the false illusion; of being alone.
Life is a permanent flow of Consciousness;
transforming today into yesterday;
growing into a kingdom of righteousness;
while tomorrow becomes
Beauty And The Beast
Within a creation of magnificent beauty;
resides the thoughts of an evil beast;
tho love and obedience; define our duty;
we allow evil to flourish and feast.
The beast was in the garden of our birth;
challenging the Master’s authority;
causing man to become banished
A Day In The Life
I live part of my life in terror;
of what is to happen next;
then, become a time wayfarer;
living on my past regrets.
Stage backdrops fly by in virtual waves;
life’s scenery, constantly changing;
structures of yesterday, unending decays;
behind, the stage curtain,
A Gift Of Purpose
Perhaps I’ve lived beyond my time;
not becoming who I’m to be;
failed to accomplish my soul’s design;
and, only purpose can set me free.
My body and spirit seem now separated;
with my thoughts floating in air;
no longer that being, the
