Thoughts Of A Prodigal

Thoughts Of A Prodigal

Each one begins this life as a prodigal;
rebellion is our stock-in- trade;
looking back it doesn’t seem logical;
but, that’s just how we are made.

We all started out this life as a child;
determining what we wanted to be;
fighting all authority;

Multiplicity

Multiplicity

It seemed, at least, two lifetimes ago;
I was a child in a family of five;
by comparison, life seemed to move slow;
now I’m the only one, still alive.

By age 9; I had another sister and brother;
they each have their own family, now;
each of

A Cloud Of Destiny

A Cloud Of Destiny

I feel my life slowly drifting away;
the background scenery fading;
thoughts from within; bid me stay;
a purpose, I’ve been evading.

I feel as tho I’m a mist or a cloud;
gently floating into the night.
If you only knew, you’d laugh

It Is Written

It Is Written

We are all characters in the book of life;
our destiny forged by our energy;
sentenced to suffer conflicts and strife;
thru faith, sharing God’s synergy.

I’m just the wallpaper on the wall;
the fly, examining the meal;
I cannot declare what is right for

Death's Companion

Death’s Companion

Death had secured his next assignment;
a person, scheduled to soon be gone;
followed him around; making assessment;
it was a man most willing to move on.

The man had not a trace of a desire to die;
tho he felt little reason to live;
Death felt

A New Creation

A New Creation

Consciousness is an ocean of Thought;
it constantly ebbs and flows;
within it; all knowledge is taught;
everythng the Master knows.

Nothing exists outside of this ocean;
its length and width are infinity;
all within it are in constant motion;
for it is the garden of divinity.

What Is Life ?

What Is Life ?

What is this thing we refer to as life:
and how did it come to be;
this roller coaster of sadness and strife;
carrying, a passenger called me?

We think we’re a form of physical being;
living in a world of grasses and trees;
equipped to

Transmit Only Love

Transmit Only Love

Even when silent; we still communicate;
our thoughts have their own voices;
with those around us; we always relate;
expressions convey thoughts choices.

Subliminal messages; we often transmit;
even though, we do so, unaware;
as meaningful as the words we submit;
they tell others that we care.

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