GOD

Helpless

I struggle to find my purpose in life;
something that once seemed clear;
piercing the darkness of eternal night;
wondering if God will draw near.

I feel such an emptiness, deep inside;
for I am filled with regret;
embalmed with a truth; I cannot hide;
drowning in my own

Eternity Rising

Eternity is an infinite Consciousness;
a living, breathing reality;
controlled by love and righteousness;
spawning a form of duality.

Like a hurricane; spawning a tornado;
Consciousness created life;
an energy rhythm; an ebb and flow;
alternating peace and strife.

Consciousness was behind it all;
the founder of future

The Tyranny Of Dreams

Nobody ever really loves a tyrant;
tho it’s a matter of definition;
it’s often one who appears violent;
thus, gaining our recognition.

Many times it is someone different;
who upholds opposing views;
especially when they are vociferant;
in the arguments, we lose.

Tyranny wears

A Version Of Reality

Reality comes in all shapes and sizes;
diversity; a nickname for normalcy;
colors are whatever the mind apprises;
you look like you; I look like me.

Each life is a diverse shape of energy;
a structure of the Master’s thought;
most people are simply too

A Temporal Being

We’re sent here; from a realm, unseen;
created in a kingdom of thought;
our perceived reality, is but a dream;
we’re fools who must be taught.

Eternal wisdom is beyond our reach;
we are not here to earn it;
we’re here to learn; not

To Feel Loved Again

I’m a dried up leaf; from the tree of life;
master of many long winters;
living alone; having lost my wife;
one of life’s older beginners.

Though I feel young; I know that I’m old;
and only see smiles of respect;
age is

The Privilege Of Feeling

Love is the greatest gift God has given;
it embodies all that’s appealing;
especially the gift; that we’re forgiven;
and also, the privilege of feeling.

Feelings are a special kind of thought;
embodying the illusion of touch;
it’s through feelings; love is taught;

Raindrops Of Reality

Life is a slowly developing dream;
crescendoing within a duality;
mirroring a rapidly flowing stream;
merely raindrops of reality.

It all began in a realm of thought;
a universal consciousness;
a foundation for a reality wrought;
birthed of righteousness.

Life began at Thought’s discretion;
a living,