Poems about God
Life is not somewhere; out there;
everything resides within;
it was never another place; where;
it’s the ocean, all life swims in.
Reality is just another name for infinity;
including all spectrums; unknown and known;
encompassing all consciousness and divinity;
a truth, that once, was God all alone.
The
…Life is not somewhere; out there;
everything resides within;
it was never another place; where;
it’s the ocean, all life swims in.
Reality is just another name for infinity;
including all spectrums; unknown and known;
encompassing all consciousness and divinity;
a truth, that once, was God all alone.
The
…All of life began as an empty slate;
where all possible stories are written;
a veritable feast with an empty plate;
and nothing, on earth, was forbidden.
All new trees, devoid of their leaves;
the color of green; then introduced;
death, born; and then, all life grieves;
once dead, allowed
Life is oft termed, a book, or production;
neither of which, tells what it’s about;
I’ve served my time; since my induction;
and now, I want to find the way out.
I remain in a constant state of penitance;
for any ill thoughts, I’ve ever performed;
but,
More crafty than other animals made;
the serpent is often given the blame;
coming before man, while on parade;
and “serpent” was his given name.
Immediately after given that name;
we’re told a suitable mate wasn’t found;
the serpent’s complicity was to blame;
and the man was
We’ve been told to raise up a child,
in a way pleasing to the Master;
implying, on their own, each are wild;
and in need of a personal pastor.
Some have taken it almost a threat;
if anything’s wrong; they’re to blame;
leaving many parents, living in
God has some wisdom He wishes to share;
but, He has chosen a fool to write it.
He could have chosen anyone, anywhere;
why would He choose me to confide it?
He could have selected a magical wordcrafter;
a spellbinder, guaranteed to catch your attention;
or sent down a wizard
Love comes about, as a tenuous breeze;
commanding very little attention;
suddenly asserting itself, like a sneeze;
its revealed, from another dimension.
What is the cause of such mutual affection;
is there some deeper connection of minds?
Overcoming all our basic fears of rejection,
it seems a cornerstone of divinity’
