Many think that perfection is a goal;
the ultimate plateau, to achieve;
but perfection is a season; life’s role;
when mankind learns to believe.
Perfection is never contained within;
it is strictly a gift from above;
it is not the state, where all begin;
but a Peace, granted by
All things have a time, and a purpose;
that’s easy to understand;
though oft that reason doesn’t surface;
but it comes about by command.
We blame many things on accidents;
though they have a purpose, too;
they’re not merely from circumstance;
for destiny can bring them to
Has God ever spoken to you;
have you ever heard His voice?
Did He explain what you’re to do;
and yet, leave you the choice?
God speaks in a special tongue;
even tho He can make a voice,
Thought and voice become one;
God simply takes His choice.
God
…Poems are puzzles of thought;
ideas scrambled in the mind;
reality whispering what ought;
eternity, itself, defined.
Poets seek to uncover it all;
separate reality from fiction;
investigations; their call;
words; their only restriction.
Secrets of life for eternity;
and all realities, hidden;
seeking creation’s maternity;
from reality’s
Money’s the goal to which we’re driven;
its fruits we long to embrace;
ignoring the Love, our Master’s given;
we seek, with money, to replace.
Some would say, it’s not money we seek;
but those things that money can buy.
Such arguments aren’t at all
The well is the fountain of Life;
where all knowledge is drawn;
an energy fountain of Light;
insuring all life lives on.
Living water is drawn from the well;
only given to those who thirst;
those living in a universe; parallel;
where the very least, shall be first.
They were
…Wisdom is an ultimate power;
knowledge is the same.
Wisdom creates a beautiful flower;
knowledge deserves the blame.
Knowledge is power for bad or good;
its corruption is never rare.
Wisdom is knowledge; understood;
and evil is never there.
Knowledge is usually plentiful;
often found all around.
Wisdom is rare
Daily, are children, wounded and slain;
and their fathers and mothers, too;
can we continue to ignore; and remain;
is there nothing left we can do?
There are times I just want to go away;
just give up; and fall on my sword;
but reality, still, has something to say;
