Poems about God
The Reflection Of Life
I am currently unable to peer out upon life;
for, it’s only life’s reflection I see;
with all of its traumas, sorrows, and strive;
it’s only illusions; thought used to be.
Tho life was created to be in God’s lineage;
in heaven;
Tunnel Of Light
How is it, darkness can come from light;
aren’t they mutually exclusive;
and yet; each day transitions to night;
such concepts seem rather elusive.
Cannot the soul have vision in the night;
on thought’s guidance; all must rely;
all must be returned to the Master’
Pilgrimage Of Love
I awaken each day in a search for significance;
while many others plan their vacation;
I look around me, at the infinite magnificence;
considering life an obligation.
There are so many things, we’ve taken for granted;
the lands, the seas, and the air;
always expecting they’
Beauty And The Beast
Within a creation of magnificent beauty;
resides the thoughts of an evil beast;
tho love and obedience; define our duty;
we allow evil to flourish and feast.
The beast was in the garden of our birth;
challenging the Master’s authority;
causing man to become banished
A Day In The Life
I live part of my life in terror;
of what is to happen next;
then, become a time wayfarer;
living on my past regrets.
Stage backdrops fly by in virtual waves;
life’s scenery, constantly changing;
structures of yesterday, unending decays;
behind, the stage curtain,
A Gift Of Purpose
Perhaps I’ve lived beyond my time;
not becoming who I’m to be;
failed to accomplish my soul’s design;
and, only purpose can set me free.
My body and spirit seem now separated;
with my thoughts floating in air;
no longer that being, the
The Second Time Around
Most all of us seek a second chance;
seeing how life seems to confound;
to show we’ve learned how to dance;
on our second time around.
Some believe that we only live once;
unlike the grasses and flowers;
temporarily, for a season, ensconced;
living, while
The Superficial Life
We each possess thoughts of heaven;
for it was the kingdom of birth;
deep recesses of mind now beckon;
our body, in the sphere of earth.
Energy formations, around us, abound;
granting the illusion of physicality;
tho the illusions of us, are profound;
we’re only pictures
