I feel like someone’s tugging my sleeve;
gently urging me down life’s path;
I can feel it more when I’m sad, or grieve;
and, when I incur someone’s wrath.
When someone tells me a very sad story;
I feel an energy, tug on my heartstring;
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Last night, I strolled down a forest road;
it was only a journey of the mind;
a flash of past memories, simply explode;
for, that’s how thoughts are designed.
Memories; scrapbooks of all things thought;
flow by; like cumulous clouds, above;
laying waste, to everything I’d wrought;
gently
Life is an empty canvas you paint;
at least that’s what some feel;
such thinking seems a bit quaint;
but, how do we know it’s real?
Others think life’s a book that we write;
but, isn’t that just more of the same;
we, who scarcely know
All of life came out of an energy collage;
an intricate patchwork, made life’s birth;
God sent Light down, as a rainbow corsage;
promising, never again, to flood the earth.
Consciousness was the sum of God’s energy;
guarded by the Cherubim’s sword;
in a garden created by
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One king asked the Master: “What is truth?”
as a wild crowd clamored for death;
many sought the same answers from youth;
and , discover it, with their last breath.
Truth only applies in the kingdom above;
lies suffice, in the kingdom below;
all those who abide in the Master’
Why is it we associate colors with mood;
like, when sad, we’re feeling blue?
Green is considered the color of envy;
and it’s green that many imbue.
Why is it that we want what others have;
no matter, what it may be;
is gaining it from them, the
I am the artist of my own painting;
a self-portrait; most excellent, indeed;
I was taught, by the Master, reigning;
He, rather than I, saw its need.
The Master was unable to serve as example;
since, He is perfect, in every way;
my failures and weakness; more than ample;
All life develops, from seed to adult;
coming about within seasons;
reborn after death; the natural result;
life cycles have their own reasons.
The grasses provide a seasonal example;
growing in day; at night, they slumber;
the water, gained from rainfall, is ample;
giving us all, the green grass of