Someplace Beyond

Someplace Beyond

I long for the elusive pot of gold;
found at the rainbow’s end;
become more elusive as I grow old;
and feel my hopes descend.

The prize looms, as I near four score;
what is that gold all about;
whatever I gain; I always want more;
I

In The Beginning

In The Beginning

In the beginning was Consciousness;
preeminent; and all alone;
creator of love and righteousness;
universal thought; its home.

All came to be; out of Consciousness;
a creation of infinite beauty;
a wonderland; painted by the Artist’s brush;
a combination of love and duty.

An infinite eternity

Happy New Year

Happy New Year

Another year has come to an end;
but, what does it actually mean?
we’ve seen the sun rise; then descend;
each day is another new dream.

Meanwhile the earth has circled the sun;
completing another new year;
returning to the place where all had begun;
and,

The Story

The Story

Light brought forth a new dawn;
cancelling darkness of night;
perfection required we move on;
eternity governed by Light.

Evil sought command and control;
the Master; to overwhelm;
seeking to capture each living soul;
with darkness at the helm.

Temptation became man’s guide;
pride; the preeminent goal;

The Ghosts Of Memory

The Ghosts of Memory

Many think ghosts inhabit their houses;
appearing, from time to time;
others claim to see ghosts of their spouses;
apparitions; from the divine.

If such things were true; how could it be;
why aren’t they seen by everyone;
perhaps they’re visions from past memory;

The Kiss Of Love

The Kiss Of Love

What happens when two lovers meet;
their kiss is like a meteor shower;
they can only pretend to be discrete;
their faces bloom like a flower.

As they stand; embraced in eternal bliss;
two souls intertwined into one;
nothing surpasses their passionate kiss;
a feeling their

The Linkage Of A Word

The Linkage Of A Word

How are thoughts linked to a word;
what is their connection?
The linkage is that of a two-edged sword;
triggered by the man’s rejection.

The sword of death; cast the man out;
into an illusion of a world below;
“Let there be light,” the

I Am A Candle

I Am A Candle

I am a candle, burning bright;
a flicker of truth, to display;
shining through darkest night;
held by a mere lump of clay.

Few will ever behold my light;
most don’t know I’m here;
mesmerized by dark of night;
wishing God would draw near.

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