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The Wordsmith

Many years ago people rode a horse;
it was the only way they could travel;
horse shoes, required replacement, of course;
otherwise, their bare feet might unravel.

Thoughts require words, in similar fashion;
for thoughts couldn’t get the message out;
so thoughts became words, of equal passion;
as words

The Reality Of Creation

In the beginning the Master was all;
the accumulation of everything.
Creating the man; he knew would fall;
evil within; who would be king.

The Master contained both evil and good;
all such knowledge resided within;
and though the created, misunderstood;
it is how His creation, was to begin.

The

The Shadow Of Birth

We often speak of the shadow of death;
but what about the shadow of birth?
Our being born and taking last breath;
both, take place on the earth.

The moment of birth we leave the womb;
having left Eden’s mystical place;
soon after our death, we leave the tomb;

Shades Of Awareness

We think we’re merely asleep or awake;
a light switch turned off or on;
such thoughts are a reality mistake;
consciousness is never gone.

On some level, we’re always aware;
our mind is always traveling;
sometimes, here; other times, there;
but, never, is awareness unraveling.

Thought;  is the

Death Ends The Night

Night is the color of despair;
where frustration grips our heart;
swimming in an ocean of air;
more than a lifetime apart.

Many we’ve loved in the past;
seems like a long time ago;
simply melted; couldn’t last
like that gently falling snow.

We have merely left them

Creation Of Words

What is the process controlling thought;
determining what all we think about;
all that decides what all we ought;
and helps us figure it all out?

How are feelings determined each day;
that plan and order our reactions;
and how can our mind show us the way;
to judge the

Courage

Courage is a trait most desired;
everyone longs to be brave;
they want all others inspired;
by the way they choose to behave.

When a situation presents itself;
they all think they’ll spring into action;
they intend to jump down from the shelf;
ignoring any other distraction.

But the

Corruption's Seed

The Master planted His seed of thought;
very deep in the garden of life;
designed to grow and become what ought;
becoming both husband and wife.

His seed, as planted, contained perfection;
with provision for all we would need;
but within it all was a seed of rejection;
for it

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