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Fall

Fall

Fall is a word; peculiar and complex,
it means more that one thing;
sometimes, a result of our poor reflex;
or a season, long after Spring.

A fall can occur; when tugged by gravity;
especially happening when we’re older;
a fall in our stature brings hints of depravity;

Waterfalls Of Sorrow

Waterfalls Of Sorrow

Waterfalls represent the river of life; descending;
from the garden above to the earth below;
transitioning to waters of troubles, unending;
where the waterfalls of sorrow flow.

Consciousness is the eternal river of life;
always in motion; an ebb and flow;
the sands of time, tend to

The Creation Of Woman

The Creation Of Woman

The hummingbird is life’s metaphor of man;
drawn by love’s nectar to woman’s flower;
by process of pollination, when life first began;
all brought about by the Master’s power.

The man commands with power in his voice;
the woman chooses gentle persuasion;

Self Deprecating Pride

Self Deprecating Pride

We’ve heard and seen self deprecating humor;
it’s a subtle way of gaining attention;
perhaps, it’s our way of excising the tumor;
expecting others; our honor, to mention.

Unfortunately, within; we’ve something to hide;
and we want it to remain hidden;
deep within;

Self Promotion

Self Promotion

Most who are born, sit upon a throne;
there’s simply no mistaking;
their place is destiny, for them, alone;
a throne, of their own making.

All were created for love and devotion;
most become held in pride’s jaws;
many remain dedicated to self promotion;
our egos

The Scientific Method

The Scientific Method

The scientific method is just a name;
like a university’s worthless title;
such foolishness is never germane;
it shall never become truth’s rival.

Running all thoughts through a maze;
by those exceedingly aloof;
only result in a mist and a haze;
not really amounting to

Reality Closing In

Reality Closing In

We live in a realm with perception’s conclusions;
deceived by its sounds, and sight;
for reality was brought about by light’s illusions;
its death appears in the night.

Within our minds, we are unable to conceive;
the truth of a world of light image;
only

In The Master's Mind

In The Master’s Mind

I’m but a thought; in the Master’s mind;
a mere hint of God’s complexity;
I’m wondrously wrought and designed;
becoming what he wants me to be.

Sometimes, I’m laughter; brought by a clown;
there’s no limit to what I

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