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My Prayer Is For Others

My Prayer Is For Others

Today, my prayer’s for all others;
for, limitless is their need;
so many of my sisters and brothers;
need love, in order to believe.

I’ve already fallen from the mountain;
my body, dashed on rocks below;
washed by tears from God’s fountain;

Never Never Land

Never Never Land

We all long for that special place;
a place of ultimate perfection;
where all can live in love’s embrace;
and avoid all evil’s detection.

A place described in fairy tales;
often considered “make believe.”
Wondrous stories often regaled;
more than mind can conceive.

There’s

Non Locality

Non Locality

Many theories exist; to explain reality;
most of which, few understand;
a most interesting concept is non locality;
space wasn’t a place to expand.

Most think we’re running out of space;
even though space isn’t there;
our dreams should; such thoughts, erase;
by revealing there

My Counterfeit Reality

My  Counterfeit  Reality

I approached a familiar corner;
demanding a sharp right turn;
seemed an odd place to mourn her;
and, for the past, to yearn.

Twas a sharp turn to negotiate;
and my past came peering through.
My present seemed to mutate;
and my past became my view.

A

Fragile

Fragile

I feel so weak, in great pain and helpless,
my body looks so old and broken down;
and, at the same time, I almost feel ageless;
my memories my mind wants to drown.

I scarcely believe that’s my face in the mirror;
is it true that its actually

Everybody Loves A Clown

Everybody Loves A Clown

It seems as though all love a clown;
but, why is it, that such is true;
one who can make a smile from a frown;
is there anything better to do?

Laughter is the ultimate panacea;
into its presence; we’re lured;
acting automatically; like diarrhea;

Weeds Among The Roses

Weeds Among The Roses

God planted seeds in his garden above;
seeds that would blossom and grow;
flowers to portray his steadfast love;
He spoke it; and it was so.

The flowers were of exceptional beauty;
only a rainbow, shared their colors;
protecting his flowers, became a duty;
much like

Balance

Balance

Life was meant to be lived in balance;
a consistent energy ebb and flow;
a pendulum in perpetual equilibrium;
teaching us, what we must know.

Nature is the angel that’s been given charge;
adjusting life’s coming and going;
watering God’s garden; his principal role;
responsible for

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