God’s Fingerprint
Ideas or concepts are specialized thought;
pathways to a deeper understanding;
not from within; from the Master, brought;
subtly whispered; not commanding.
We think we conceived from within our mind;
but they come from a higher power;
the planting of seeds, by the Master; designed;
allowing all
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
Government Of Ants
A government is a monolith of powers;
immovable, implacable; without a soul;
a weed in the garden, chocking the flowers;
pure power becomes its primary role.
A noble faction once fashioned its birth;
planning it, to replace a tyrant king;
its never ending tentacles covered the earth;
Snowflakes Of Life
Life, like snowflakes, is beautiful and fragile;
literally floating into being from above;
birthed by emotions, and a mind, most agile;
for both were created a product of love.
Snowflakes are born in a special season;
conditions must be right, for their birth;
circumstance comes together for
Enigma Of Free Will
We think since, in freedom, we are designed;
the Master allows our minds to run free.
Do we have any doubt, at all, in our mind;
we become whatever he meant us to be?
We’ve all rebelled; as children tend to do;
freedom’s the
Empty
I recall events from a far distant past;
when life was just convening
totally believing this life would last;
filled with a sense of meaning.
I had entered life’s stadium; its venue;
a crowd had been ushered in;
this world presented an unlimited menu;
a grandiose way to
An Ode To Madeline
I met you at a most opportune time;
it seemed the Winter of a life;
it must have been of the Master’s design;
for I had lost both sons and a wife.
Divorce had been this life’s destiny;
separated from those I love;
you
The Ghost Of Yesterday
I am the ghost of yesterday;
tomorrow can never be;
the future has arrived today;
and I am the future me.
I lament a tomorrow that never came;
its future was so pristene;
neither peace; nor success, bear my name;
all of it; merely a dream.
