The Life Of A Child

All of us have lived, the life of a child;
devoid of wisdom or knowledge;
sometimes becoming a little bit wild;
even while attending college.

Though God gave all, what it takes;
we each walked a crooked path;
all, making our share of mistakes;
incurring the Master’s wrath.

Now,

Can You ?

Many wonder what God can forgive;
surely He has His limit.
He mustn’t allow evil to live;
for there is no love, within it.

Do rapists and molesters exceed his limit;
how could He possibly forgive?
Evil snuffs out lives; before they begin it:
will He allow killer doctors

A Tree Of Knowledge

Knowledge has its roots above;
in the garden of information;
where wisdom morphed to love;
in the home of all creation.

Knowledge is the Tree of Life;
a place where Thought is King;
Wisdom became Love’s wife;
creation’s King and Queen.

Knowledge created a flow of life;
from

Truth Is Thought

We think truth is reality, external;
a world existing outside us;
but, truth is actually reality, internal;
a world existing within us.

We think truth is seen and heard;
that our senses control the mind;
but such ideas are simply absurd;
all senses by thought are defined.

Only light is

Dimensional Door

Birth is but a dimensional door;
allowing that we enter within;
we’re drawn thru it; to explore;
and permit new life to begin.

We were living energy, before;
we didn’t come in as new life;
we’ve survived many an encore;
embracing adventures and strife.

The same door;

My Madeline

I feel like I’ve lost the rose of my life,
but that isn’t really so.
For she reached full bloom in the garden,
and so it was time to go.

She endured many seasons of storms,
was windblown and pelted with rain.
But she graciously rose above it

Intricacies Of Illusion

What are the intricacies of sleep;
where does it begin and end;
is it a form of consciousness, deep;
or is it reality’s friend?

They claim our bodies require rest;
but, I never seem to get very much;
reality makes the bird’s favorite nest;
but dreams will do,

Holographic Soul

Reality carved a highway to infinity;
its length was just whatever it took;
for it was the byway of all divinity;
and opened the pages of Life’s book.

How high are mountains;  how deep, the sea;
what are the parameters of the Master above?
They are immeasurable to one

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