Walking In Darkness

Walking In Darkness

How can we ever discover truth;
living in the darkness of night?
We can’t expect to uncover proof;
until we have seen the Light.

Night is able to conceal all the truth;
evil usually starts with compromise;
suggesting the ungodly demand proof;
flooding the world with

The Ghost Of Will

The Ghost Of Will

When someone dies; they leave a will;
all legatees it mentions;
expecting those, left behind, will fulfill;
and honor all intentions.

A ghost expresses to those, bereaved ;
while journeying to heaven above;
to each of them; all treasures bequeathed;
as a final expression of love.

The

Choices

Choices

Most lives are faced with countless choices;
there are many paths, we can follow.
Along the way, we may hear many voices;
although many of them seem hollow.

Some of them have our best interests at heart;
yet; don’t know what they’re talking about;
quite a few

Life Is But A Dream

Life Is But A Dream

I slept very well last night;
at least, so it would seem;
nothing at all, came out right;
at least, it was only a dream.

Mind occupied; while, body slept;
but, how could I ever tell;
the body perspired; the eyes wept;
for the mind

Life Is A Parade

Life Is Just A Parade

The bands are marching by;
next, in line, a spectacular float;
one, after another, catch my eye;
a couple of hours of life, I devote.

It’s a pleasant way to spend time;
whiling away the afternoon;
it seems a waste; almost a crime;
besides,

Life's Garden

Life’s Garden

In the Master’s garden, he planted seeds;
seeking love, to flourish and blossom;
for the Master felt it’d fill all the needs;
to make his creation more awesome.

Advanced life forms; came from each seed;
emerging from a garden on holy ground;
the Master provided

Thoughts Of A Prodigal

Thoughts Of A Prodigal

Each one begins this life as a prodigal;
rebellion is our stock-in- trade;
looking back it doesn’t seem logical;
but, that’s just how we are made.

We all started out this life as a child;
determining what we wanted to be;
fighting all authority;

Multiplicity

Multiplicity

It seemed, at least, two lifetimes ago;
I was a child in a family of five;
by comparison, life seemed to move slow;
now I’m the only one, still alive.

By age 9; I had another sister and brother;
they each have their own family, now;
each of

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