LOVE

Futility

Why is it that I was born to live;
if I’ve also been born to die?
Just what is it, my life can give;
there must be a reason why.

Why must I suffer growing pains;
or even any pain at all;
who benefits; where are the  gains;

Seeds Of Faith

As beings comprised of consciousness;
where all manner of energies dwell;
created to become beings of righteousness;
competing with the energies of hell.

Faith is much more than information, taught;
it’s the seed of all truth; planted within;
an inner knowledge; by the Master wrought;
where

Two Spirits, Divided

Most consider themselves as an individual;
a physical being; powered by a soul;
the energy, within, they think is residual;
powering the body; its solitary goal.

Instead; each being is two spirits, in one;
two natures, in each one; resided;
a solitary entity, when time had begun;

Sprinkles Of Wisdom

In the early morn; before there’s light;
revelations begin to creep in;
it requires enduring the dark of night;
for sprinkles of wisdom to begin.

Evil has been busy, while we all sleep;
for the darkness is his special time;
it’s a bountiful harvest; evil

A Woman’s Touch

Very often, many speak of a “woman’s touch”,
as tho that’s how perfection’s designed;
in either cooking or decorating, she adds so much;
her judgement is peerless and refined;

A woman is the most critical creation in all life;
bearing half of all

Better Times

I’m much like a ship in troubled waters;
listing, and threatening to sink;
heavily depending on the faith of fathers;
sadness brings me to the brink.

I seem to exist, in an ever changing world;
my stars of destiny; no longer aligned;
the illusion of a physical