Seasons Of Life

Seasons Of Life

I recognized the house from a lifetime ago;
it was clearly etched in my mind;
it was a wintry day, midst a falling snow;
in the manner, memory’s designed.

In a sense it had been my life for a season;
where I grew up; laughed and

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Pride

Pride

Early on we’re taught to be proud;
to have pride in all that we do;
to the gods of confidence we bowed;
self confidence: a trait to imbue.

Determined to become gods on our own;
we honed our skills, and self trust;
developing faith in ourselves, alone;
our

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Kingdom Of Duality

Kingdom Of Duality

We live in a universe of infinite duality;
two overlapping kingdoms, connected;
one, posing the illusion of mortality;
the other one, by the Master, perfected.

We’re all in two places at the same time;
a concept, most inconceivable;
but, when both overlap as energies sublime;
such

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Homely

Homely

What is it that makes someone homely;
was it done by the Father’s choice;
couldn’t He have made everyone comely;
was each person given a voice?

What is it that makes a person seem plain;
that others won’t take a second look?
It seems impossible for

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His Hands And Feet

His Hands and Feet

If I could be God’s hands and feet;
what would I attempt to do;
only his will would I try to meet;
his spirit, attempt to imbue.

I’m in a body; while God is spirit;
a spirit has neither hands nor feet;
it’s

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The Cost

The Cost

It has been said that nothing is free;
that all things have a price attached.
I know it certainly seems so to me;
but how can goods and money interact?

How many sips of wine to pay for a coat;
or coats does it take for a car?

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Surreal

Surreal

What is that state, we call despair;
an isle of complete desolation;
nothing surrounds, but water and air;
leading only to consolation.

Later, while sleeping, scenes changed;
a substitute life, takes the dream’s place;
all of reality is subtly rearranged;
and destiny gives it all a new face.

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No Longer About Me

No Longer About Me

When I was young, it was all about me;
what would my life be like;
who was I destined in this life, to be;
after I outgrow my bike.

Slowly I grew, to become a man;
my life turned into obligation;
each day started as daybreak

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