Let It All Out
We are, each of us, children of divinity;
all have our own special role;
the sunshine of the Master’s infinity;
the dawning of God’s soul.
We always focus upon our separation;
unaware of from whence we came;
each; a molecule of creation’s foundation;
Becoming Irrelevant
Throughout life; I’ve challenged the odds;
many considered me intelligent;
riches and success became my false gods;
aging; I’m becoming irrelevant.
I thought I’d be a person of consequence;
perhaps it wasn’t meant to be;
the pathway I followed didn’t make sense;
failures
It’s Only Make Believe
Much of life, is made up of dreams;
of what we want; or want to be;
they are thought’s flowing streams;;
few of them turn into reality.
Some dream; when they’re asleep;
others dream when awake;
most of the; shallow; others, deep;
many;
A Snowflake Called Life
Darkness is heartbreak; when I’m alone;
with no one’s love to share;
sleep is impossible; since she’s gone;
emptiness doesn’t care.
I no longer drift off to sleep at night;
unconsciousness is all I achieve;
images, intermittently drift into sight;
the mind
The Breath Of Love
I felt in the grip of a total depression;
as tho reality were floating away;
feeling in great need of confession;
praying the Master look my way.
It seems as tho I’d entered guilt’s season;
waiting for answers to surface;
vainly seeking the voice
When Fear Dies
We live in a world of physical illusions;
thinking that’s all there will be;
wisdom brings you different conclusions;
it’s merely a dream of reality.
Do others have the same dream, as I;
or, does each one live in their own?
Is this world my
Coming Full Circle
It seems that life is a circular mystery;
we meet ourselves; coming and going;
proving truth; throughout all of history;
life is a rhythm; ebbing and flowing.
We are the seeds; God planted above;
nurtured by sunshine, rain, and strife;
we are the energy of the Master’
Crisscross
Reality is the crisscross of energies;
a network of complex thought;
a realm of intersecting synergies;
a world by the Master wrought.
Reality is merely a linear equation;
creating a consciousness;
ushering in a form of gestation;
bounded in righteousness.
We are raindrops of an eternal river;
life’s
