Love Is The Answer

Love Is The Answer

We’re often told that love is the answer;
a remark we’ve grown tired of hearing;
it can’t always prevent accidents or cancer;
even for most ardent God fearing.

Love is the answer; to preventing war;
let God’s love, rain down from above;

A Paradox Called Education

A Paradox Called Education

Time has ushered in a paradox of education;
everyone wants knowledge to grow;
but all of it, is spoiled by manipulation;
teaching what others want us to know.

Truth is the knowledge to which all aspire;
only wisdom can take us there;
proliferation of lies; lights

Love Those Who Hate

Love Those Who Hate

God commanded that we love our neighbors;
it was an order; not a request;
he wasn’t suggesting or seeking favors;
it was a pass-fail test.

Man answered; the Master, by asking a question:
who might our neighbors be?
God must have winced; at such a

Waiting For Me

Waiting For Me

My home has become a lonely place;
years of my life were lived here;
love was the energy, beheld in her face;
how could such love disapear?

My home has become a shadow of life;
how could the Master, let it be so;
it became empty; with

Memories

Memories

Memories are the realities of yesterday;
lifted aloft, like the morning fog;
destined to return, to another today;
much like a faithful stray dog.

Somehow, memories seem etched in stone;
and, yet; we don’t want them defaced;
we often recall sad memories; when alone;
we’d prefer such

A Circle Of Life

A Circle Of Life

Life is a charade of unending thought;
memories cascading though the ages;
today is only a moment it’s brought;
it’s only one of life’s pages.

I’ve been here; many times, before;
it’s not whether you lose, or win;
perhaps, you’ll

The Perfection Of Love

The Perfection Of Love

Many often speak about falling in love;
as tho love becomes instantaneous;
as angels cause it to rain down from above;
all other factors are just extraneous.

Even a few; believe in love at first sight;
as tho contagious; like a disease;
who really knows; who’

Shadows Of Perfection

Shadow Of Perfection

Consciousness came as a thief in the night;
creating perfection in a kingdom, above;
casting its shadows, in rainbows of light;
creating a new energy, called love.

The light of love, became raining down;
the evil within; defied detection;
all prodigals lusted for the Master’s crown;

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