Future History

Death cast his dark shadow;
o-er the kingdom of Light;
his authority to bestow;
changing day into Night.

The demon called Death;
challenged by the Light
to give up his own breath;
and dwell in his own Night.

A radical confrontation;
Evil challenging Good;
sublime anticipation;
reality being what should.

From Thought With Love

A thought is the trigger for all we do;
the blueprint, the drawing, the plan;
it’s the very essence of all you imbue;
and it’s how the universe began.

A thought is the prelude to all activity;
everything’s considered and planned.
A thought considered all our nativity;

From The Same Egg

All of life was hatched from the same egg;
for, from thought, all had become;
but, how did the fish hatch, without a leg;
egg, was the metaphor of the One.

We’re all cut from the same bolt of fabric;
different pages; from the same book;
we all think

Faces Of A Diamond

Diamonds have a great many facets;
more than most people know;
such sparkle and beauty are assets;
at least, most consider them so.

We like for people to wear one face;
though many have a spare one hiding;
the problem of having one to replace;
comes from the difficulty, deciding.

Rejected

Life has dealt me a terrible blow;
my lifelong companion is dead;
now I’m left with no place to go;
it should have been my life, instead.

Will I ever be loved again;
and feel that warm embrace;
experience a new romance; begin;
and caress a feminine face?

Grief

Prisoner Of Past

We’re all locked up in the prison of Time;
not what we’ve done; but what we believed.
The past is  a co-conspirator to crime;
time was the illusion our mind conceived.

The man was created in the garden of today;
rebellion against God was the crime;
in a

Reality's Blend

How is it that I could come to grow;
from a seed, planted in the ground;
how, indeed, could I come to know,
my circumstance, all around?

What is awareness; a picture show;
the windshield of my existence;
helping me, know how to grow;
granting me goal persistence?

Awareness turns

Devine Plan

I was planted as Wisdom’s seed;
designed to sprout and bloom;
tempted, by the serpent’s greed;
the garden was creation’s womb;

Weeds overcame the garden above;
and were sent to the kingdom below.
Conspirators, rejecting God’s Love;
were cast out of Eden to grow.

The earth

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