The world had taken on an unusual feel;
it didn’t really seem to be there;
instead, it seemed to be almost surreal;
twas a reality devoid of where.
How could anything possibly matter;
all things; destined to be thin air?
Life had become about useless chatter;
played before others,
I saw a scene of spectacular beauty;
wondering if it was real.
It was like a scene from a movie;
that’s why it had such appeal.
Did such a place really exist;
or was it just a dream instead?
when I awoke, would it persist;
or, just like my
Scrapbooks collected and stacked high;
of lives, long gone and forgotten;
new generations keep wondering why;
some of them noble; some, rotten.
Lifetimes of memories gone to the grave;
what possibly could be their reasons?
Centuries of peoples did history enslave;
were they all to be lived for man’s
Always unleash the power of thought;
for words are such feeble expressions;
deep in the mind; the power of ought;
words are such poor confessions;
Words are silent shadows of thought;
thoughts affirm what’s deep inside;
words, whispering what they brought;
but depth of meaning, they hide.
Words are
…A soul was the seed that was planted;
it would come to fruition quite soon;
another new life, had been granted;
and emerged from its energy coccoon.
A child was born; but that wasn’t life;
for real life was concealed within;
born to accept all the joys and strife;
Standing in the sun with auburn hair;
her beauty had nothing to hide;
perfect soft skin and a smile to share;
a portrait of the beauty inside;
Beauty displayed by the body, outside;
concealed that greater within;
for tho attempts, true beauty, hide;
inside is energy; outside, just skin.
The
…Sometimes in life we face a cause
where none will ever win.
What ere the outcome, both sides lose;
no victor stands within.
Yet, still it becomes incombent,
to fight the good fight strong;
for wrongs readily accepted,
to each of us, belong.
It’s easier to surrender,
to silently
May you bask in the warmth of His love;
His wisdom, lighting your path;
maintaining connection above;
and, never failing to laugh.
May the scent of the rose surround you;
always abiding in lovelyness;
no worries ever confound you;
ever mindful of His sweet caress.
May you always walk in
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