Heaven Lies Within
I feel I’m outside of the physical stage;
as tho, I’m in a realm all alone;
although I can see life turn a new page;
I feel it’s no longer my home.
I feel like a billboard of silence;
that others can plainly see;
Poems About Love
Heaven Lies Within
I feel I’m outside of the physical stage;
as tho, I’m in a realm all alone;
although I can see life turn a new page;
I feel it’s no longer my home.
I feel like a billboard of silence;
that others can plainly see;
The Kingdom Of Death
Destiny allows that we have many choices;
regarding whatever path we may go;
the Master is listening to hear our voices;
seeing how our choices made us grow.
No matter, whatever path we may choose;
on our pilgrimage of life’s journeys;
destiny demands that our
A Road Less Traveled
Most of us tend to follow some leader;
especially when life has us baffled;
others try to become a people-pleaser
very few seek a road less traveled.
There is much comfort, being a follower;
with always someone to blame;
it’s much more difficult being a
Looking The Other Way
Some things in life; we just can’t accept;
our mind can’t believe it can be;
so toxic; the mind will intentionally reject;
it’s said we’re too blind to see.
Sometimes; we can see, only too well;
tho we pretend it’s not
Winds Of Love
I felt enveloped; when she entered the room;
by whispers of energy from above;
I could feel love’s flower, starting to bloom;
by transformative winds of love.
I could feel her eyes; slowly reeling me in.
tho she didn’t realize she was;
her energies of
Till The End Of Time
Tho most don’t know it; time is a king;
the ruler throughout physical nature;
commander and ruler of everything;
others’ titles are mere nomenclature.
Time determines when we awaken;
and when we go to sleep;
it determines when dawn is breaking;
and, how long
What Others Hear
The world is beautiful; as I awaken;
I open my eyes and take a peak;
I often wonder if my view is mistaken;
could everyone’s view be unique.
Does everyone see, what appears to me;
and do others hear, what I hear;
do others have thoughts
Dimension Of Perfection
I feel the fog of fatigue, drifting in;
knowing such thought is a ruse;
the truth of reality still abides, within;
an image of fog is just an excuse.
Fatigue is only a lack of concentration;
it is always within our control;
we all are images of