The Mystery Of Love

The Mystery Of Love

We think love is an emotion, or attraction;
but love is special kingdom of its own;
tho we focus, only, on physical interaction;
love is the soul’s perfect home.

In the beginning; God created the man;
in the Master’s own unique image;
both male

A Late Life Crush

A Late Life Crush

What is it that causes a mind to wander;
magnetically drawn to what we miss
how can logic; have been torn asunder;
daydreaming of a passionate kiss?

How are we mystically, romantically drawn;
what is the eternal energy link?
Two souls joined together from now on;

Distracted Walking

Distracted Walking

Our mind is always paying attention;
even when it seems distracted;
our thoughts reach another dimension;
with conscious awareness redacted.

It really doesn’t take much to turn our ear;
and present reality to pass away;
thoughts, ranging from love to fear;
or thoughts of another day.

While

I Have Nothing To Say

I Have Nothing To Say

This has been a most unusual morning;
confusion owns the day;
words and thoughts; aren’t conforming;
so I have nothing to say.

Others often reach a similar confusion;
also, with nothing to say;
then, they reach a different conclusion;
and tend to say it,

Window Of Opportunity

Window Of Opportunity

Windows are made in order to peer out;
tho sometimes; intruders peer in;
they are there in order to see all about;
upon first light; a new day begins.

In this kingdom; clouds distort perspective;
limiting what might be seen;
seeing through the clouds; if we are

Who I'm To Be

Who I’m To Be

What will I be; when I grow up;
such thoughts had puzzled me;
prehaps I’ll never be up to snuff;
to be what I was meant to be.

I had a few dreams of my future success;
I’d thought them, the Master’s

A Woman Born Too Late

A Woman Born Too Late

Time is the essence of everything;
telling us when to laugh or cry;
time tells love, when to take wing;
and prodigals, when we must die.

Time has rarely been my friend;
I rarely have time to think;
time decides when love will descend;
love

Secret Lives

Secret Lives

Many claim their life is an open book;
written, for others to read;
but, secret lives are often undertook;
to conceal some hidden need.

Everyone suffers from many temptations;
even evil has its own season;
our secret lives can’t avoid revelations;
God, alone; knows the reason.

What

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