To The Wise
Life usually begins, as an uphill climb;
with very little past, to remember;
our memories accelerate; by design;
January turns into December.
For many years, we’re in total control;
chasing after our fondest dreams;
then suddenly; we’re in a passenger’s role;
where nothing is
The Purpose Of Guilt
Everything, in life, happens for a reason;
nothing exists, without purpose;
even our guilt, must exist for a season;
while hidden neath the surface.
Guilt is the soul’s reaction to every sin;
no matter the circumstance;
a natural punishment; that begins, within;
even in a
A Child’s Expectation
We began our life with a child’s expectation;
not comprehending what lay ahead;
charting our course; in search of salvation;
often losing our way; instead.
Death began his inexorable journey at birth;
the final resting place for one and all;
the choices, we make; determine
The Gift God Gave Me
I feel a sadness; in the depths of my being;
I’m old; and living alone;
I know; I’ve come from a realm, unseen;
and find myself longing for home.
I feel as tho I lived more than one life;
I’ve loved; and
Living In Ecstasy
As I grow old; my lovers become dreams;
I no longer sleep with one next to me;
such loneliness, takes sadness to extremes;
now that I’m living without ecstasy.
No one misses; what they’ve never had;
memories can cut both ways;
if you never are
Everything Is Possible
Everything, through God, is possible;
or so, the Scriptures say;
even those things; we think improbable;
miracles happen every day.
And yet, most of us still, fail to believe;
trusting in our own grip on reality;
miracles are beyond what we conceive;
not truly understanding a duality.
The Life Stream
Life is a constant stream of consciousness;
much like a river; it ebbs and flows;
created; an image of God’s righteousness;
from the Master’s love; it grows.
The perfect storm in an ocean of reality;
driven by hurricane winds;
from a higher atmosphere; of a
Tickling The Soul
There are many realms of laughter;
it even owns its own season;
it’s a tickle of love from the hereafter;
coming from a deeper reason.
Many jokingly speak of a funny bone;
as though a physical part;
a structure, within us, standing alone;
much like a
