Emanate Love

Emanate Love

Most find different ways to communicate;
speech is not their only way;
expressions can help them discriminate;
when they’ve something to say.

Sometimes you can tell; by a look on their face;
whether they’re happy or sad;
often a mere look; can take a words place;

The Androgynous Life

The Androgynous Life

In the beginning, we were made in God’s image;
male and female; together as one;
beget by the Father to become his lineage;
we were both daughter; and son.

The man God created was both woman and man;
the Bible implicitly tells us so;
an androgynous

Only A Friend

Only A Friend

Times keep changing in this world of ours;
on that, alone, you can depend;
standing out; like a weed among flowers;
is that one, who’s only a friend.

A friend is that one; who is always around;
especially when, most needed;
the bond of friendship is

Pride's Destiny

Pride’s Destiny

I’ve lived many lifetimes, all rolled into one;
as I’m nearing my destiny’s shore;
I’ll even live more; before this one is done;
tho it seems I’ve been here, before.

I’ve lived in happiness; and swam in despair;
embarassed by laughter

Pursuing The Truth

Pursuing The Truth

We spend all our lives pursuing the truth;
nothing, in life, is at all what it seems;
creation’s magnificence defies any proof;
tho its elements, appear in our dreams.

Most think they live to follow their dreams;
how can we follow; what we don’t know;

The Sword Of The Will

The Sword Of The Will

Nearly everyone knows, I say too much;
although, I do mean what I say;
my words have recently become my crutch;
to carry me through the day.

Like everyone else; I’ve a message to bring;
one, sent to me, from above;
although I cannot

Don't Tell All You Know

Don’t Tell All You Know

Don’t tell others; everything you know;
your thoughts are always around;
wisdom insists knowledge slowly grow;
in eternity; it shall abound.

Everyone, wants to show what they know;
it’s impossible, for them, to keep still;
wisdom almost seems to naturally grow;
it

Why Am I Here ?

Why Am I here ?

Our minds explore the mysteries of life
especially, as the end draws near;
our purpose is clouded in darkest night;
dear Lord; why am I here?

I’ve witnessed the sunsets; so many times;
watched new dawns, come into view;
when will the Master close all

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