The Pain Of Separation
No life was created to live alone;
we all need companions, and friends;
now in a kingdom away from home;
our pain of separation descends.
We begin life in a nursery environment;
where there’s one to take care of us;
getting attention, has but one
Menagerie Of Light
There’s a home for life, when wild;
where demons stalk at night;
that all of life, can be reconciled;
the menagerie of Light.
It appears to be a material world;
but instead; it’s born of Light;
thoughts; cast by light, unfurled;
an illusion’s born
The Natural Placebo
A philosopher said; “I think; therefore, I am,”
a most fascinating description;
we might further add: I think; therefore I can;
a cure; requiring no prescription.
The mind is a marvelous natural placebo;
creating realities before our eyes;
only the fool with an exagerated ego,
the power
Crescendo Of Life
Life’s a crescendo of a musical note;
created in perfect harmony;
where God and his son join to emote;
life’s the eternal symphony.
The Maestro created an ode called humanity;
in his royal garden above;
rejection became; due to its vanity;
instead of an ode
Jaundiced Eyes
It seems as though I see life differently;
living in a world of my own;
I don’t see the reality that others see;
my thoughts have another home.
At this moment, I am of a similar nature;
tho my consciousness is drifting;
my reality, defined by a
Structures Of The Mind
The cities are filled with buildings and streets;
the countryside; with growths of all kind;
everything; where all forms of reality meets;
all of them; structures of the mind.
All would agree that the mind conceives much;
design, from thoughts, precede construction;
though all things contain
My Worst Enemy
We often spend time; trying to make friends;
love is usually found in those energies;
often, in the process; a word or deed offends;
and, suddenly; we’ve made enemies.
Tho we are diligent to find some new friends;
things don’t always happen, how we planned;
Rays Of Light
The sunrise cast down its rays of light;
warming and nurturing the earth;
a picture of the Master casting out life;
away from its garden of birth.
Tho we may think of sunshine as life giving;
it’s a picture of life; cast from its source;
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