Only God

Only God

Only God can create a world of beauty;
in thought, above; then, illusion, below;
only the Master, considers it his duty;
to plant life, and help love to grow.

Only God can create a delicate flower;
then, allow it to live on its own;
only the Master has

A Gift Of Love

A Gift Of Love

Love is a word that’s often bandied about;
without an awareness of what it means;
sometimes, a mere whisper; others, a shout;
but, ever so rarely, at all what it seems.

Love and like are words often conflated;
like is a comfortable physical role;
the

A Flower Among Weeds

A Flower Among Weeds

A flower was hidden among tall weeds;
scarcely visible to the other flowers;
the Master, privately, saw to its needs;
occasionally watering it with showers.

When planted, it was no more than a seed;
destined to become a beautiful rose;
the Master provided for its every

The Glass Filled With Life

The Glass Filled With Life

There’re those who say their glass is half full;
saying it, quite proudly; you can tell;
much of their eyes are covered with wool;
by definition; it’s half empty, as well.

Our gift called life; a glass of champagne;
a blessing so far

The Ghost Of Love

The  Ghost  Of  Love

There is this ghostly mist;
wafting through my mind;
my very soul’s been kissed;
by her thoughts sublime.

Teased by playful laughter;
coming from her above;
the author of hereafter;
founder of all love.

Such thoughts, a mystery;
imprinted upon my mind;
a hollow thought

The Guilt Over Innocence

The Guilt Over Innocence

Guilt is wrapped around much of my thought;
etched with my pain and sorrow;
I bear that guilt for all that I’ve wrought;
perhaps, I’ll forget it tomorrow.

But, tomorrow always stays one step ahead;
barely remaining in view;
all guilt remains, until we

The Glory Of It All

The Glory Of It All

God’s creation is a work of art;
a painting that’s not yet dry;
a masterpiece; two worlds apart;
a planet; destined to die.

A creation formed out of Consciousness;
beauty born out of thought, alone;
predestined to become Righteousness;
from an invisible garden

The Ebb And Flow Of Power

The Ebb And Flow Of Power

The tide rushes in to the sands of the shore;
its flow expressing its enormous powers;
then, it ebbs back out; to be seen no more;
such energies created the flowers.

A living planet is flying through space;
circling a medium sized star;
momentum

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