Reality's Dream

Yesterday seems a lifetime ago;
tomorrow has yet to come;
today, can’t last very long, and so;
all of time has morphed into one.

What is it; this enemy called time;
that master of our happiness;
creator of the present, sublime;
permitting only temporary success?

Why would God create

Evil Lurking

None are perfect; though expected to be;
and your critics will always be around;
for just as far as your eyes can see,
is where all your critics are found.

Tho we expect that most people are good;
we are often taken by surprise;
evil is lurking in nearly each

One

What is it about a woman and a man;
what’s so special about their touch?
Consider any other relationship you can;
and they don’t mean half as much.

What is it about when they embrace;
there’s nothing that feels the same;
both desiring to share the same

Metamorphosis

In reality, I’m just a mind;
a conscious, awareness being;
to my body; temporarily assigned;
my soul: that body, overseeing.

My soul was cast as a seed;
transformed; fashioned by Light;
tending to all of my need;
thought became my sight.

Hands and feet are mere illusions;
the physical

Sorrow Rides In

Sorrow rides in on a gentle breeze;
I’m uncertain as to his role;
much like a form of mind disease;
infecting my thoughts and soul.

How can memories, floating on air;
effect the thoughts on my mind;
or tragic thoughts, still be there;
by which, my emotions; defined?

Are

God's Butterfly

The butterfly; the metaphor of mankind;
he wasn’t always able to fly;
his current incarnation was refined;
to get there; he first had to die.

A caterpillar;  his first incarnation;
crawling everywhere he’d go;
just like every baby’s inclination;
and both of them moved very slow.

A

The Cowlick

I am nothing more than a cowlick;
on top of the head of mankind;
standing straight up, like a stick;
as others lie down, more refined;

To say, that in a crowd, I standout;
is a most obvious conclusion;
my hair wants to scream and shout;
signifying it’s delusion.

Wisdom's Veil

He has opened the Veil to Wisdom;
wide open for everyone to see;
shattering any need for a schism;
gaining knowledge, that sets all free;

Why cannot everyone see it;
it’s clear as possibly can be;
so very few seem near it;
why is it apparent to me?

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