The Song Of Life
Life is pure music to the Master’s ears;
its sonata is beauty without rival;
with the thunder of cymbols life appears;
its a symphony, called a life cycle.
Music lends its sound to the beauty of creation;
without it; life is but a stoic picture;
Woman Of A Thousand Dreams
For this entire lifetime; I’ve been in love;
with a woman; whose name I don’t know;
her personality, fit mine like a glove;
together we were destined to grow.
She was the woman, of a thousand faces;
one which blended with all situations;
The Shadow Of What Was
We live in a reality consisting of what is;
the kingdom of the here and now;
we may feel loneliness, or eternal bliss;
tho most know nothing of the how.
We’ve only been given one day at a time;
and, it seems to make
Rebuffed Again
In many ways I’ve become very unique;
from others rejection; I seem exempt;
in my many failures; I usually self critique;
my greatest challenge; self contempt.
Some seem to exude an automatic attration;
others willingly accept what they say;
it always seems I get a far different
The Hurricane’s Eye
The Hurricane is God’s perfect metaphor of life;
the winds of its power are magnificent;
with strength of a husband; and the peace of a wife;
each one of them; roughly equivalent;
Civilization came to power; by the winds of change;
God’s Consciousness, maintaining
A Love Letter To Eve
We’ve been in love, for a million lifetimes;
predestined to remain so, forever;
living out countless separate lifelines;
where, our love, we chose to sever.
Today, you see love, in another’s eyes;
while I still see love, within yours;
imagine, in heaven, our
Fall
Fall is a word; peculiar and complex,
it means more that one thing;
sometimes, a result of our poor reflex;
or a season, long after Spring.
A fall can occur; when tugged by gravity;
especially happening when we’re older;
a fall in our stature brings hints of depravity;
Waterfalls Of Sorrow
Waterfalls represent the river of life; descending;
from the garden above to the earth below;
transitioning to waters of troubles, unending;
where the waterfalls of sorrow flow.
Consciousness is the eternal river of life;
always in motion; an ebb and flow;
the sands of time, tend to
