Taste Buds
We’re aware of many of life’s perplexities;
including hearing, sight, and touch;
but, there seems no end to its complexities;
and we all love to taste, very much.
If life became, as a kingdom of thought;
how could we taste with our mind;
and yet, in
On The Wings Of Love
I heard the voice of the woodpecker peck;
my friend Woody, had come visiting;
loudly knocking on the floor of my deck;
somehow, he knew I’d be listening.
You might suspect he came out of greed;
but, he came out of love, instead;
this
Opportunity Knocks
Opportunity knocks virtually every day;
there’s no lack of people in pain;
someone in stress, is walking your way;
a few kind words will cause gain.
Most regard opportunity as a personal thing;
lifting up your stature, or a monetary award;
the greatest opportunity is the love
Outside The Box
We live on the surface of a spinning sphere;
hurtling through outer space;
newer concepts of reality remain unclear;
very few are willing to embrace.
Inside a box, could all knowledge be placed;
there’s so very little, we know.
once that information, is completely erased;
then,
One Creation
We think of the creation as Yesterday;
with a Tomorrow, destined to come;
we don’t realize, the day called Today,
is the two of them morphed into One.
We’ve come to believe, we can stop evolution,
and control all things above and below;
foolishly believing we
The Reflection Of Life
I am currently unable to peer out upon life;
for, it’s only life’s reflection I see;
with all of its traumas, sorrows, and strive;
it’s only illusions; thought used to be.
Tho life was created to be in God’s lineage;
in heaven;
Nuances Of Life
Light appears in a plethora of shades;
ranging from black to white;
a rainbow demonstrates how it cascades;
and the day, transforms to night.
Light is not all; possessing limitless variety;
the energy called life is a subtle example;
nuances of life within a structured society;
are
Tunnel Of Light
How is it, darkness can come from light;
aren’t they mutually exclusive;
and yet; each day transitions to night;
such concepts seem rather elusive.
Cannot the soul have vision in the night;
on thought’s guidance; all must rely;
all must be returned to the Master’
