GOD

In Vain

Each life, that is lived, must have purpose;
to be considered worthy of God’s name.
All were created, out of love; for service;
none were meant to be lived in vain.

Before that purpose; we were meant to be;
there was much we had to discover;
our

God Knows Our Mind

God knows every step that I will take;
long before it occurs to me;
understands, my each and every mistake;
long before it comes to be.

God sees every vision, that’s on our mind;
and knows each path, we follow;
keeping close vigil; leaving no

Memories Of Life

Everywhere we go; our mind takes a picture;
chronicling all landscape and sound;
nothing was designed as a permanent fixture;
all life is transition bound.

We think that we travel by using our feet;
but, feet are merely physical illusions;
consciousness is where words always meet;
and

Angels Are Watching

Angels are a figment of our imagination;
it’s what so many have said;
causing an occaisional confrontation;
because of the lies we’re fed.

All things became in a realm of elevation;
only false illusions came to earth;
perfection was achieved in God’s creation;
in

I’ll Never Forget You Passed My Way

We sometimes meet one who’s memorable;
wisdom and love shining, from each eye;
one that we might define as being venerable;
that the thought of leaving, makes us cry.

Just such a person; I’ve recently discovered;
one that I deem

See No Evil

Some can live with evil, all around;
not even realizing it’s there;
others, intent on being hell bound;
display no evidence they care.

Today, in the midst of evil, we dwell;
it’s very nature is insidious;
some, don’t believe in a permanent hell;
believing

Our Lies Find Us Out

“Promises are piecrusts; made to be broken;”
at least, it’s what Stalin once said;
a despot, whose words were token;
he and his promises are dead.

Only truth should come from our mouth;
anything else, is merely a lie;
all of our lies shall

Reflections On Time

I’ve been told to live life in the present;
the past is no longer to be;
although; right now, it is pleasant;
I search for a future to see.

But the future, itself, is most austere;
although I’m still able to dream;
it leads to