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Beauty Before Age

Beauty Before Age

Some, opening doors, say “Age, before beauty,”
their egos totally engaged;
those walking through; think it’s their duty;
tho a few become outraged.

Most think the remark is simply light hearted;
but, many others see beneath its surface;
the feigned courtesy made them feel outsmarted;
arrogance

Fatigue Of The Mind

Fatigue Of The Mind

Our body appears our ultimate focus;
it seems, our only source of control;
but a mind ought be a primary locus;
it’s the consciousness of the soul.

Body and mind are companion entities;
each has its own functions and role;
combined spinoffs of energy divinities;

When Tomorrow Ends

When Tomorrow Ends

Many of us live our lives for tomorrow;
for, today, we find is deficient;
currently full of heartbreak and sorrow;
surely tomorrow will be sufficient.

Quickly, tomorrow becomes today;
then; another tomorrow, we seek;
is there a tomorrow; to come and stay;
one; more pleasant, and unique.

All Leaves Must Fall

All Leaves Must Fall

Leaves must fall in the proper season;
it’s part of the Master’s plan;
it isn’t our place to determine a reason;
such isn’t the province of man.

The tree of life; in the garden, planted;
created leaves in life’s image;
these

In The Morning

In The Morning

I came home somewhat late, last night;
my fatigue must have been showing;
I had become irritable, annoyed, and trite;
at a time when I felt I was growing.

What was it that somehow had taken control;
my thoughts must belong to somebody else;
perhaps, thoughts, belonging

Walking In Darkness

Walking In Darkness

How can we ever discover truth;
living in the darkness of night?
We can’t expect to uncover proof;
until we have seen the Light.

Night is able to conceal all the truth;
evil usually starts with compromise;
suggesting the ungodly demand proof;
flooding the world with

The Ghost Of Will

The Ghost Of Will

When someone dies; they leave a will;
all legatees it mentions;
expecting those, left behind, will fulfill;
and honor all intentions.

A ghost expresses to those, bereaved ;
while journeying to heaven above;
to each of them; all treasures bequeathed;
as a final expression of love.

The

Choices

Choices

Most lives are faced with countless choices;
there are many paths, we can follow.
Along the way, we may hear many voices;
although many of them seem hollow.

Some of them have our best interests at heart;
yet; don’t know what they’re talking about;
quite a few

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