GOD

The Wages Of Sin

Everything in life has a consequence;
and everything happens for a reason;
death once thought, a type of recompense;
is only a transition to another season.

There’s a cost assessed for our every sin;
a price for every transgression;
all of it; by the Master,

The Mystery Of Tears

What could be the purpose for our tears;
for it seems they often get in our way;
flowing from laughter, sorrows or fears;
even occuring when we pray?

Often they come, as an answer to pain;
no one asked them to come;
sometimes, a result of

My Personal Reality

Most believe in an outside kingdom;
brought about by mystical means;
seeking to live their lives in freedom;
tho this world is not as it seems.

Few consider this, a kingdom of their own;
only a place where they’re born and die;
you might just say;

An Old Little Boy

I find myself living in life’s strange place;
an anteroom to the kingdom above;
although basking in God’s saving grace;
I’m too old for someone to love.

I can feel love in the sunshine of a smile;
in the heat of the sun’

Guilt Of A Lifetime

We accumulate much throughout our life;
furniture; scrapbooks, and keepsakes;
most of us, attached to a husband or wife;
tho, all of us try to hide our mistakes.

Eventually our mistakes come to define us;
our guilt even overcomes our pride;
such was the Master’s

Different ?

Most seek a person to become their example;
one, they’d like most to be;
yet, the Master’s gifts are more than ample;
you must be you; I must be me.

Everyone, created, is different and unique;
each of us born for a specific reason;
we tend to

Where Righteousness Lives

Please join; me on a journey of the mind;
a pilgrimage to a most holy place;
leaving our illusion of reality, far behind;
to a reality devoid of time and space.

Picture a scene, within a mystical garden;
a place where all lives, eternally dwell
a kingdom

Tempest In A Teapot

This world was created from a dream;
its beauty exceeds all understanding;
the temperament of man can be extreme;
often, contentious and demanding.

We’re the teabag of life; heated to brew;
by the Master of all perfection;
impurities removed, before we’re through;
bubbling up