His Sketch Artist

The Sketch Artist

I have always longed to be an artist;
drawn to paintings and sketches;
I’ve unskilled hands but try my hardest;
but, my detracters, all, are wretches.

I’ve longed to be a sketch artist;
a pencil and paper; my tools.
You need not be the smartest;

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The Knowledge Pyramid

The Knowledge Pyramid

Truth is the knowledge mountain;
which seekers of truth must climb;
honesty flows from God’s fountain;
all knowledge is by God’s design.

Knowledge flows all around us;
available to all who seek its source;
tho it sometimes will confound us;
truth and knowledge run their

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A Life Of Obligation

A Life Of Obligation

I feel as though life is an obligation;
that I am here for a specific reason;
love, I’ve been given, is compensation;
but, I’m only to be here for a season.

I believe that I’ve lived many times, before;
but, I cannot be

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The Dichotomy Of Man

The Dichotomy Of Man

Mankind was created, multiple dichotomies;
male and female; each half would be;
while mind and body were separate prodigies;
and physical eyes, needed a mind to see.

Though the complexity of man seemed odd;
the man was made in the Master’s image;
both male and

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The Cycle Of Freedom

We are meant to live as free as a bird;
eventually destined to fly;
once our voice can no longer be heard;
we’re only free to die.

As a baby we began;  a caterpillar, crawling;
confined to our Mother’s care;
voicing our feelings; wailing and bawling;
demonstrating we’

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His Special Child

His Special Child

You’re the special child of the living God;
I’m aware that He wants you to know;
I‘m certain this revelation seems rather odd;
but the Father in heaven has told me so.

Thinking of perfection, He fashioned your face;
and whispered thoughts of love

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The Crucible

The Crucible

Earth was designed as the crucible for man;
considered the place of life’s birth;
tho a garden in heaven was where life began;
it’s “melting pot” became on the earth.

It was where all facets of life came together;
all diversity, within it; destined to blend;

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The Craftsman's Dilemma

I’m a worker, attempting to master my craft;
constructing messages; word by word;
whenever, in time, I construct each new draft,
such a thought, seems even more absurd.

Wisdom and knowledge float about in eternity;
available to those, willing; to seek and find.
Must I be the one, to

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