The Guilt Over Innocence

The Guilt Over Innocence

Guilt is wrapped around much of my thought;
etched with my pain and sorrow;
I bear that guilt for all that I’ve wrought;
perhaps, I’ll forget it tomorrow.

But, tomorrow always stays one step ahead;
barely remaining in view;
all guilt remains, until we

The Glory Of It All

The Glory Of It All

God’s creation is a work of art;
a painting that’s not yet dry;
a masterpiece; two worlds apart;
a planet; destined to die.

A creation formed out of Consciousness;
beauty born out of thought, alone;
predestined to become Righteousness;
from an invisible garden

He Who Is Within Me

He Who Is Within Me

We think we look at an outside world;
but, reality is not what we think;
within us; an entire universe, unfurled;
and an outside world becomes extinct.

What is the truth about a physical reality;
what is it all really about?
Is there such thing

The Enemy You're Fighting

The Enemy You’re Fighting

We enter this life; screaming and crying;
and so, all our battles begin;
thru history; all have been fighting and dying;
yet; all battles commence within.

Some almost seemed my enemy, by fate;
we would never appear to agree;
while others, without reason, would hate;

The Darkest Days

The Darkest Days

Many hope their life is a walk in the park;
that everything will turn out all right;
in the fullness of time; this world becomes dark;
and we dwell in a never ending night.

Most of us can cope with most anything;
with someone, by our side,

Raindrops Of Love

Raindrops Of Love

How can a house feel so incredibly empty;
overflowing with ghosts of the past;
no longer the place; I still long to be;
why is it, that peace can’t last?

I feel so useless in a world so austere;
separated from heaven above;
if only I

Nightmare

Nightmare

I learned a deeper lesson of reality;
last night, in the midst of sleep;
thought took me, where I needed to be;
reality took a quantum leap.

I leaped off the pages of my book of life;
and onto the pages of another;
the stench of reality cut like

What Color Is The Sky ?

What Color Is The Sky?

A young man asked, “What color is the sky?”
It seemed as tho he was giving me a test.
I surveyed my thoughts, before giving reply;
lest his question be merely a jest.

I answered him:  “The sky is completely colorless!”
But my answer refused

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