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The Lesson Of Goldilocks

The  Lesson  of  Goldilocks

I remember the story of Goldilocks;
very clearly she was nobody’s fool;
definitely she was as smart as a fox;
and yet lived by her very own rule.

She visited the home of Papa Bear,
on this one particular occasion.
Fortunately, the bears were not

It Is Written

It Is Written

We are all characters in the book of life;
our destiny forged by our energy;
sentenced to suffer conflicts and strife;
thru faith, sharing God’s synergy.

I’m just the wallpaper on the wall;
the fly, examining the meal;
I cannot declare what is right for

Death's Companion

Death’s Companion

Death had secured his next assignment;
a person, scheduled to soon be gone;
followed him around; making assessment;
it was a man most willing to move on.

The man had not a trace of a desire to die;
tho he felt little reason to live;
Death felt

A New Creation

A New Creation

Consciousness is an ocean of Thought;
it constantly ebbs and flows;
within it; all knowledge is taught;
everythng the Master knows.

Nothing exists outside of this ocean;
its length and width are infinity;
all within it are in constant motion;
for it is the garden of divinity.

I Still Live On

I Still Live On

I’m sitting alone in a restaurant;
been here many times before;
I am reality’s storied white elephant;
returning for another encore.

I am wallpaper;  I want to blend in;
I only want to see; not be seen;
I’ve lived before; and now live

What Is Life ?

What Is Life ?

What is this thing we refer to as life:
and how did it come to be;
this roller coaster of sadness and strife;
carrying, a passenger called me?

We think we’re a form of physical being;
living in a world of grasses and trees;
equipped to

Transmit Only Love

Transmit Only Love

Even when silent; we still communicate;
our thoughts have their own voices;
with those around us; we always relate;
expressions convey thoughts choices.

Subliminal messages; we often transmit;
even though, we do so, unaware;
as meaningful as the words we submit;
they tell others that we care.

Snowflake Out Of Season

Snowflake Out Of Season

I feel like a lonely snowflake;
drifting alone; without a reason;
lingering over my every mistake;
a snowflake, out of season.

Snowflakes fall from high atmostphere;
living water frozen by the cold;
in the dread of winter they often appear;
I’m a snowflake; growing old.

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