Seasons Of Life
I recognized the house from a lifetime ago;
it was clearly etched in my mind;
it was a wintry day, midst a falling snow;
in the manner, memory’s designed.
In a sense it had been my life for a season;
where I grew up; laughed and
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GOD
Poems about God
Rags To Riches
So many lay claim to how they rise,
up the proverbial ladder of success;
and the clever ways they devise;
to appear that they were just blessed.
Actually, most just fight and claw;
to climb their way to the top;
the one who views himself with awe;
Kingdom Of Duality
We live in a universe of infinite duality;
two overlapping kingdoms, connected;
one, posing the illusion of mortality;
the other one, by the Master, perfected.
We’re all in two places at the same time;
a concept, most inconceivable;
but, when both overlap as energies sublime;
such
His Hands and Feet
If I could be God’s hands and feet;
what would I attempt to do;
only his will would I try to meet;
his spirit, attempt to imbue.
I’m in a body; while God is spirit;
a spirit has neither hands nor feet;
it’s
Surreal
What is that state, we call despair;
an isle of complete desolation;
nothing surrounds, but water and air;
leading only to consolation.
Later, while sleeping, scenes changed;
a substitute life, takes the dream’s place;
all of reality is subtly rearranged;
and destiny gives it all a new face.
Supply And Demand
Whatever we seek; it’s in supply;
very often found, close at hand;
on this fact of nature, you can rely;
it’s the law of supply and demand.
Whatever’s desired; it’ll be available;
upon all consumer’s demands;
a fact that’s totally unassailable;
Subordinates Of His Will
Have you ever experienced internal debate;
vacillating over important decisions?
If you have; then, perhaps you can relate;
to better understand debate’s reasons.
Usually, to such thoughts, we pay no mind;
its only a quirk in our personality;
eventually, we decide; becoming resigned;
and regard
Taking Dictation
Sometimes it seems, that when I write;
the words, somehow write themselves;
an external source, reveals the Light;
as though they were written by elves.
Such fanciful thoughts, make no sense;
for I don’t believe elves exist;
and yet, I must say, that in my defense;
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