Season Of Loneliness

Loneliness is a special time; a season;
for deepening growth of the mind;
higher knowledge is sought for a reason;
that reality be ultimately defined.

Loneliness brings with it much sadness;
for our mind tends to wander to the past;
allowing such, can lead us to madness;
our minds know,

Snowflakes Of The Soul

Snowflakes are so very unique;
no two are precisely the same;
alone they’re delicate and weak;
in a cluster, more power they gain.

Individual snowflakes floating in air;
tiny fishes swimming like an otter;
pictures of souls, without a care;
frozen elements of living water;

Snowflakes only last a

The Wisdom Of Love

Wisdom comes on the wings of Sorrows;
Knowledge sought; in the Depths of Despair;
Futility looms, in Todays and Tomorrows;
Love’s always seeking someone to Care.

Why must Wisdom and Pain be aligned;
and Todays wait for Tomorrows;
is such arrangement, how reality’s designed,
with Destiny as the

Those I Despise

No matter what I’m supposed to feel;
there are a few I still really hate;
I know it sounds bad; but let’s get real;
for I’m sure, even you, may relate.

There are some, who’ve made life unliveable;
I despise and loath them so.
I’ve

The World Within

We often speak of an outside world;
a universe filled with possibilities.
Just such a place is thought, unfurled;
which allows for all probabilities.

Thought is creator of all there is;
there’s nothing out in space;
credit for beauty and wisdom is His;
there’s none who can take

The Wordsmith

Many years ago people rode a horse;
it was the only way they could travel;
horse shoes, required replacement, of course;
otherwise, their bare feet might unravel.

Thoughts require words, in similar fashion;
for thoughts couldn’t get the message out;
so thoughts became words, of equal passion;
as words

The Reality Of Creation

In the beginning the Master was all;
the accumulation of everything.
Creating the man; he knew would fall;
evil within; who would be king.

The Master contained both evil and good;
all such knowledge resided within;
and though the created, misunderstood;
it is how His creation, was to begin.

The

The Shadow Of Birth

We often speak of the shadow of death;
but what about the shadow of birth?
Our being born and taking last breath;
both, take place on the earth.

The moment of birth we leave the womb;
having left Eden’s mystical place;
soon after our death, we leave the tomb;

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