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The Vicarious Life

The Vicarious Life

For many, their own life isn’t enough;
their thoughts must focus on another;
to imagine they’re made of the right stuff;
they must turn to a sister or brother.

Their own life, to them, has no appeal;
they imagine themselves as a star;
wanting to

Love Thy Neighbor

Love Thy Neighbor

Some act as tho God was asking a favor;
wondering; “Is God speaking to me?”
When He commanded we “love thy neighbor”
we asked, “Who might that neighbor be?”

So devoid of love, we’d become so deluded;
we expected the Master to name names;
wanting to

A Drought Of Love

A Drought Of Love

Fatigue has taken command of my life;
exhaustion within my soul;
since the day death claimed my wife;
my purpose has a new goal.

My mind was given new eyes to see;
sorrows I can no longer bear;
I search for a love to comfort me;

Whence Comes The Morrow

Whence Comes The Morrow

All of us long for another time; or place;
a time and place devoid of all sorrow;
a place filled with love and saving grace;
so we ask: “Whence comes the morrow?”

We live in a time and place of confusion;
believing in the future, instead;

Surviving Yesterday

Surviving Yesterday

Life has become a day to day reality;
to be lived one step at a time;
keenly aware of death’s finality;
a transition most sublime.

Life is but a vapor; coming and going;
earth is one stop on its way;
wherever it goes; it keeps on growing;

The Misery Of Pride

The Misery Of Pride

I remember a time I found a new friend;
one who always stood by my side;
upon his loyalty, I could always depend;
no one was more loyal than pride.

He lifted me up; when I became down;
placing me on a well deserved pedestal;
when

Faith Of Our Father

Faith Of Our Father

Some think that faith was handed down;
a relic from generations past;
others view faith as thoughts of a clown;
whose very thoughts bring laughs.

Thoughts of faith’s power make us curious;
many even consider it very odd;
evidence of its power make some furious;

In The Stillness Of Night

In The Stillness Of Night

Physicality was created by light, put to motion;
we are pictures of puppets, on a string;
the concept, called being, was a curious notion;
conceived in heaven; a realm unseen.

In the beginning; was Consciousness, only;
God alone, in the stillness of night;
Consciousness found

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