GOD

The Eyes Of Thought

We think of vision as a function of eyes;
tho the eyes only take in light;
light energy contains many a surprise;
tho it’s hard to see in the night.

The elevated mind has creative vision;
it sees what it chooses to see;
its thoughts

The Power Of Touch

What is it about a physical connection;
a mere touch is a physical link;
one can feel acceptance; or rejection;
knowing if souls are in sync.

Daily we take the pulse of each other;
merely by the shake of a hand;
fingers, interlaced, with a sister

Darkest Before The Dawn

We’re living in darkness; morning to night;
while evil guides the ship of state;
darkness whispers, “Everthing’s all right,”
tho the dawn shouts: “It’s too late!”

The die of destiny has already been cast;
momentum has taken control;
a cloud covers life; from

Two Lips

Today I was wondering; why two lips;
I was just thinking; for fun;
is it because to chew; two better equips;
since two are better than one?

It took me on a long journey of thought;
wondering what lips were symbolic of;
within my mind; a picture was

The Scourge Of Guilt

Nobody likes to be a target for brothers;
the subject of their ridicule;
wanting only to be loved by all others;
no one wants to be thought a fool.

Many are those invested in pride;
thinking they know everything;
some have guilt, hidden deep inside’
knowing

The Reckoning

Life sometimes becomes a meanering stream;
with no purpose seemingly beckoning;
many people consider life, much like a dream;
until ultimately facing the reckoning.

Life is form of consciousness energy;
whose deeper purpose is hidden;
life becomes what it chooses to be;
some of its thoughts forbidden.

Life

Toxic Memories

How is it, all memories still remain true;
once reality has passed them by?
Recalling the moment, they each imbue;
it seems they too should die.

When landmarks of my yesterday, past;
today; can no longer be found;
how can those memories, continue to last;
once, bulldozed into

The Breath Of Death

I begin this day with an emptiness;
a pain from the hole in my heart;
dreaming of love and a sweet caress;
and my destiny, torn apart.

Where, from here, does this road lead me;
other than left without love, and alone;
no longer to share