Poems about Knowledge
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 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;
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,
Like every journey, it began with thought;
nowhere else did it even exist;
creating for ourselves all things that ought;
from which all creations persist.
The term “journey” implies we travel;
but, where in our minds can we go;
reality’s truths begin to unravel;
when we realize that it
Most eyes take in Light;
yet some will never learn;
for tho they see with sight;
they never can discern.
For mind controls all vision;
not all is seen through eyes;
evil conquers thru division;
spreading all his lies.
Thought is the eternal Master;
controlling all we see;
much like
A soul was the seed that was planted;
it would come to fruition quite soon;
another new life, had been granted;
and emerged from its energy coccoon.
A child was born; but that wasn’t life;
for real life was concealed within;
born to accept all the joys and strife;
Sometimes in life we face a cause
where none will ever win.
What ere the outcome, both sides lose;
no victor stands within.
Yet, still it becomes incombent,
to fight the good fight strong;
for wrongs readily accepted,
to each of us, belong.
It’s easier to surrender,
to silently
May you bask in the warmth of His love;
His wisdom, lighting your path;
maintaining connection above;
and, never failing to laugh.
May the scent of the rose surround you;
always abiding in lovelyness;
no worries ever confound you;
ever mindful of His sweet caress.
May you always walk in
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