God’s eye is on the sparrow; exactly what does it mean?
For he is comprised of spirit; with no eyes or ears be seen.
And how did he create; without a blueprint or plan;
no storehouse of materials; no hammer in hand?
The only road that’s without end,
…Eternal love, where ere thou be;
where I long, forever, to stay;
it is the location defined as me;
and from its presence; not stray.
Thou beauty endures beyond the ages;
your voice is a symphony;
with a wisdom that exceeds the sages;
you are where I long to be.
A father loves his daughters and sons;
very different from anyone else;
we’re filled with love for each one;
for they are each a part of ourself.
Anything their actions may amount to;
we’ll not, to anger, be driven;
no matter whatever they ever do;
eventually, they’ll
Surroundings hold pieces of yesterday;
but something’s not quite the same;
while seeking the tomorrows of today;
yesterday’s no longer to blame.
Consciousness is simply all there is;
nothing more may be said or done;
the foundation for every thought is His;
for all energies called life are
Most eyes take in Light;
yet some will never learn;
for tho they see with sight;
they never can discern.
For mind controls all vision;
not all is seen through eyes;
evil conquers thru division;
spreading all his lies.
Thought is the eternal Master;
controlling all we see;
much like
In spite of the landscape I felt so alone;
emptiness embracing my being;
knowing that no one was waiting at home;
all reality seemed to be fleeing.
How could I describe what I was feeling;
no words could suffice to explain.
My body was steady; but my mind, reeling;
reality
What is so special about your face;
that one you’ve chosen to share;
the picture you’ve elected to embrace;
upon which all others stare?
It’s a constant picture of who you are;
you never leave it behind.
From it you’re known, wide and far;
for it
My being’s traversing reality;
traveling a road of existence;
trying to maintain neutrality;
with effort and persistence.
All life seems an ebb and flow;
without a sense of direction.
It is true, I’ve no place to go;
no future has my affection.
Destiny is blowing my sails;
I’
