Fear Of Success

Fear is the great crippling disease;
it freezes a part of the mind;
preventing success with ease;
while shriveling up your spine.

Fear is brought on by many things;
such as spiders, bees, and bats;
there’s no accounting for all it brings;
public speaking, darkness, and rats.

Our best

Deeper Wisdom

What kind of foolishness do we learn;
do others lead us like sheep?
Do we pay for our failure to discern;
must we always learn, and weep?

Everyone drinks from the cup of knowledge;
and there is so much to be learned;
much more wisdom than taught in college;
do

The Library Of Knowledge

The Garden of Eden wasn’t a place;
it was more of a state of mind;
nothing within it occupied space;
it was Thought and God combined.

The entirety of knowledge existing;
the book of life for all humanity;
determination of God, insisting;
all this and much more is divinity.

Never Too Old

I am never too old to tell the truth;
truth has no age limitation;
never too old to visit a church;
make friends with a new congregation.

I am never too old to tear up and cry;
for tears have great cleansing power;
I am never too old to be

The Power Of Doubt

As I ruminate on all my weakness;
considering what life is about;
perhaps my greatest is meekness;
expressed in the power of doubt.

Sometimes I think I’ll do anything;
such thoughts; quickly wiped out;
obsessed with what failure will bring;
and blocked by my very own doubt.

My vision

The Quill

I’m a novice craftsman;
creating with each word;
a virtual verbal draftsman;
trying to explain the absurd.

Sometimes, a dragon slayer;
one who really tries;
a proverbial truth purveyor;
raising a challenge to lies.

Ideas are oft not true;
those who know it all;
when such ideas imbue;
the

A Withered Tree

A withered tree is very old;
it wasn’t born that way;
the flower’s petals unfold;
the beginning of decay.

Must we always scorn,
beauty that’s become,
with age, now adorned;
it’s beauty seems undone.

Wisdom comes from age;
true beauty, from inside;
recognized as a sage;

Knowledge

It is the fuel that runs the steam engine of thought;
the consciousness that said, “Let there be light!”
It is inhaled mentally;  not just taught;
Like the sun, it can make this world bright.

Its understanding and power bring on destruction;
wreaking havoc on all within sight;
and yet,

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