I’ve Led Many Lives
I feel as though I’ve led many lives;
all rolled up together, as one;
through it all; I’ve come to surmise;
I’m back where it all had begun.
Why am I here; and where am I going;
what is my purpose for
Poems about God
I’ve Led Many Lives
I feel as though I’ve led many lives;
all rolled up together, as one;
through it all; I’ve come to surmise;
I’m back where it all had begun.
Why am I here; and where am I going;
what is my purpose for
Facets Of Light
Facets are simply small flat surfaces;
light can pass through or reflect;
revealing all the deeper purposes,
logic, alone; can detect.
The diamond is the picture of creation;
its facets, too numerous to count;
reflecting the light of life’s salvation;
a mountain too high to mount.
Taming Mother Nature
Man seeks to gain complete control;
over all creation’s environment;
a heady challenge for a mere soul;
to live up to its requirement.
We, who are mere objects of creation;
somehow assume we’ll take control;
to do so, requires the mind’s elevation;
for such
Love’s Rebirth
I sat all alone, with tears in my eyes;
from man’s inhumanity to man;
since absolute truths are answered by lies;
and have been; since time began.
Truth shall remain life’s great mystery;
paper money has replaced the gold;
people are forced to remain in
The Valley Of Depression
Life is a series of valleys and peaks;
nothing ever stays the same;
sometimes it’s like the Master speaks;
whispering that I am to blame.
Just as the ocean tides ebb; then flow;
destiny doesn’t care who we are;
valleys are in life, to
Dreaming Of Eve
If I only looked as young as I feel;
I could truly start all over again;
the world around me seems surreal;
I’m ready for a new love to begin.
But, I’ve become just like wallpaper;
watching each life pass me by;
now, more in
A Quest For Two Words
In this life we’ve embarked on a quest;
seeking a love that is rich and pure;
a treasure founded on righteousness;
perfection has its own allure.
Thou we seek riches beyond all compare;
we’re challenged by the evil of pride;
the heart of
I’m Supposed To Hurt
I was getting ready to share my feelings;
and had just returned home from work;
wracked with pain; my body was reeling;
I’ve lived 78 years; I’m supposed to hurt.
I’ve lived several lifetimes; rolled into one;
I know how pain feels;