Always unleash the power of thought;
for words are such feeble expressions;
deep in the mind; the power of ought;
words are such poor confessions;
Words are silent shadows of thought;
thoughts affirm what’s deep inside;
words, whispering what they brought;
but depth of meaning, they hide.
Words are
…A soul was the seed that was planted;
it would come to fruition quite soon;
another new life, had been granted;
and emerged from its energy coccoon.
A child was born; but that wasn’t life;
for real life was concealed within;
born to accept all the joys and strife;
Standing in the sun with auburn hair;
her beauty had nothing to hide;
perfect soft skin and a smile to share;
a portrait of the beauty inside;
Beauty displayed by the body, outside;
concealed that greater within;
for tho attempts, true beauty, hide;
inside is energy; outside, just skin.
The
…Sometimes in life we face a cause
where none will ever win.
What ere the outcome, both sides lose;
no victor stands within.
Yet, still it becomes incombent,
to fight the good fight strong;
for wrongs readily accepted,
to each of us, belong.
It’s easier to surrender,
to silently
May you bask in the warmth of His love;
His wisdom, lighting your path;
maintaining connection above;
and, never failing to laugh.
May the scent of the rose surround you;
always abiding in lovelyness;
no worries ever confound you;
ever mindful of His sweet caress.
May you always walk in
…Most of us only live for tomorrow;
all’ dreaming what we’ll become;
often leading to unending sorrow;
long before life is done.
Not a lot of our lives are preplanned;
we usually choose an option available;
one, whose income will satisfy demand;
where future growth is scaleable.
Day to
…What about destiny becoming the past;
I thought destiny was future projection;
but how then can destiny ever last;
does my thinking require correction?
How can today progress to tomorrow;
can tomorrow ever manage to stay?
In such a way, can we dismiss sorrow;
allowing only happiness our way?
What
…What is most important to think about;
for we have so little time to think;
must we waste it all, groping with doubt;
while reality totters upon the brink?
What describes the world all around;
is it sight, sound or touch?
What is the greatest comparison found;
just right, too
