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Cloud Of Consciousness

While shaving, a thought came to mind;
one, more than thirty years old;
a recollection, while shaving, another time;
it’s memory, clear and bold.

The memory was of little consequence;
it held no real value for me;
except it related a life circumstance;
allowing my mind to see.

How

Seeing The Light

It’s considered a step towards discretion;
a new dawn replacing the night;
a matter of more intelligent reflection;
when someone sees the Light.

It’s Wisdom taking place of ignorance;
with foolishness fading into past;
intellectual honesty; instead of pretense.
Stubborness; gone on a fast.

It all began with

The Gift Of Purpose

Behold the gift of Purpose;
what is to be your call?
Once it seems to surface;
it’s the greatest gift of all.

Lacking purpose, what is the goal;
your very need of existence?
Reasons are the core of the soul;
it’s why we have persistence.

Tho purpose is

End Of The Road

What happens as I reach, the end of my road;
will I simply, drop off the end of the earth?
I was destined to carry a special load;
ordained, long before birth.

This life was never meant to be a vacation;
nor, is it designed to seem equal or fair;

Innocence

Innocence is the sign of perfection;
no guilt is attached to a name;
always requiring a Higher protection;
the innocent are never to blame.

The innocence of many is oft disrupted;
evil temptations come their way;
those who were innocent; now corrupted;
and innocence has all gone away.

Evil, gives

Dirty Words

What is it that makes a word dirty;
is it its shape or it’s sound?
Some words become overly flirty;
but they’re not welcome around.

Words, born with no meaning in stone;
defining what their author may think.
only significant to their author alone;
to others; those same

The Life Of A Child

All of us have lived, the life of a child;
devoid of wisdom or knowledge;
sometimes becoming a little bit wild;
even while attending college.

Though God gave all, what it takes;
we each walked a crooked path;
all, making our share of mistakes;
incurring the Master’s wrath.

Now,

Can You ?

Many wonder what God can forgive;
surely He has His limit.
He mustn’t allow evil to live;
for there is no love, within it.

Do rapists and molesters exceed his limit;
how could He possibly forgive?
Evil snuffs out lives; before they begin it:
will He allow killer doctors

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