LOVE

All life swims in an energy ocean;
of which we’re all unaware;
constantly flowing in circular motion;
without understanding where.

None are able to detect its existence;
physical senses no longer aware;
but still, impacted by its persistence;
even though we don’t care.

This energy ocean supplies our

Life wasn’t created for existance on earth;
all consciousness; designed for unification;
cast out of God’s kingdom, after its birth;
rebellion and division, led to separation.

Unification is the core for all of creation;
“united we stand; divided, we fall.”
division is the cornerstone of separation;
but, if

How can anyone measure their pain;
how can you describe how it feels?
Consider how much wisdom you gain;
for, each gain, comes through ordeals.

Nothing ever learned in this life is easy;
we’re stiff-necked and stubborn, for sure;
an abundance of sorrows makes us queasy;
it’s almost

Phrases are fashioned, for a purpose;
some ideas are met with disdain;
hiding pure evil beneath the surface;
causes fewer people to complain.

One would never think of killing a baby;
especially, a child who is healthy;
but a challenged child; not even maybe;
even tho you’re not wealthy.

The Mind is a sacred and holy place;
worship is its principle role;
unimpeded, by either time or space.
it’s the sanctuary of the soul.

The mind is, by no means  a church;
it’s a deeply rooted connection above.
The Master directs our mind to search;
for truth,

Life had its beginning as a babbling brook;
growing in size, it became a river;
life’s Author had completed life’s book;
the perfect gift; from the perfect giver.

Eventually, it all emptied into the Ocean;
and the river of life had become a sea;
in spite of the

Is Thought the author of life’s book;
does he have its final say?
Maybe our eyes should take a look;
shouldn’t they have some sway?

If we can touch it; isn’t it real;
doesn’t touch answer the question?
We can’t describe it, from its feel;