REALITY

The Master Artist

He sculpted, over a billion, living sculptures;
painted living landscapes, all over the world;
invented butterflys, elephants, and vultures;
such are masterpieces, the Artist unfurled.

He used for His canvas, the air we breathe;
mixed His oils in the river of life;
then created one, He allowed

The Island Of Sleep

Sleep is an enchanted island;
within  Consciousness Ocean;
a mere obstruction of dryland;
to which;  drawn by emotion.

We’re unaware of its shoreline;
we suddenly find we are there;
a new reality claims it’s design;
somehow, we don’t even care.

Sometimes it’s

The Insignificance of Names

What’s in a name; what is it for;
is there a name so magnificant;
merely a word; hanging on a door;
a word, by itself, is insignificant.

Some talk of making a name for themselves;
as tho, a name brings them glory;
they might, just

The Impotence Of Titles

What grants a title some special authority;
giving one power, over another;
It’s a form of basing all life on seniority;
like being one’s older brother.

Who is the judge, making the decision;
assigning order; good, better, best?
My place in life’s hierarchy

The Ignorance Of Arrogance

There is no limit to the foolishness of pride;
for it is the main cause of ignorance;
preventing much wisdom, from getting inside;
blaming mistakes as mere circumstance.

Whenever we think we’re the top playing card;
someone reshuffles the deck;
many thoughts of reality are

The Greatest Power

There is a source; the greatest power;
beyond all others combined;
one enabling the growth of a flower;
beyond all powers designed.

One might well think that power is love;
but love is only a small fraction.
A power from within; not from above;
love strengthens its

Season Of Salvation

The greatest poem that I’ve ever written;
was only penned in my mind;
perhaps its expressions are, now forbidden;
and its memory, left behind.

Perfection; a plateau beyond man’s reach;
tragedy and sorrow; more his style;
to the Lord of All; I most humbly beseach:

It Takes A Village
(Bonus by special request)

I’ve heard many foolish words uttered;
that some people take as serious;
some, such words, are as wisdom, stuttered;
for the authors must be delirious.

Some are quite harmless, like piles of sand;
an idle mind’s thoughtless expression;
but, others