All of life was hatched from the same egg;
for, from thought, all had become;
but, how did the fish hatch, without a leg;
egg, was the metaphor of the One.
We’re all cut from the same bolt of fabric;
different pages; from the same book;
we all think
Hello & Welcome to
The Cardboard Breadman
Diamonds have a great many facets;
more than most people know;
such sparkle and beauty are assets;
at least, most consider them so.
We like for people to wear one face;
though many have a spare one hiding;
the problem of having one to replace;
comes from the difficulty, deciding.
Life has dealt me a terrible blow;
my lifelong companion is dead;
now I’m left with no place to go;
it should have been my life, instead.
Will I ever be loved again;
and feel that warm embrace;
experience a new romance; begin;
and caress a feminine face?
Grief
…We’re all locked up in the prison of Time;
not what we’ve done; but what we believed.
The past is a co-conspirator to crime;
time was the illusion our mind conceived.
The man was created in the garden of today;
rebellion against God was the crime;
in
How is it that I could come to grow;
from a seed, planted in the ground;
how, indeed, could I come to know,
my circumstance, all around?
What is awareness; a picture show;
the windshield of my existence;
helping me, know how to grow;
granting me goal persistence?
Awareness turns
…I was planted as Wisdom’s seed;
designed to sprout and bloom;
tempted, by the serpent’s greed;
the garden was creation’s womb;
Weeds overcame the garden above;
and were sent to the kingdom below.
Conspirators, rejecting God’s Love;
were cast out of Eden to grow.
The earth
…Time was never born in the garden;
it never becomes a sprout or flower.
Time never requires a pardon;
for the past, is the present hour.
Time can’t exist in a world of thought;
for there isn’t any limit to being;
everything becomes, all that It ought;
for
Some hunger for righteousness;
as kind and gentle as a flower;
tho others embody spitefulness;
while only longing for power.
We were given freedom; meant to love;
and never intentionally causing duress;
given power and Wisdom from above;
not ever designed that tyrants oppress.
Some seem born of the serpent’
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