The Separation

The Separation

In the beginning, all was One;
all aware of each other;
The Father of all, beget a Son;
and then, each sister and brother.

Time doesn’t live everywhere;
it only lives where it’s born;
It isn’t allowed where we care;
it’s usually regarded with

Mountains Of Truth

Mountains Of Truth

Truth is a range of limitless mountains;
which none have been able to climb;
an elusive energy, flowing from fountains;
only by fools, defined.

Many think truth, itself, is subjective;
there are no real absolutes;
when others declare it to be objective;
they pull their hair by

The Prescription

The Prescription

When sick, we see a doctor or nurse;
due to illness or other affliction;
in order that things won’t get worse;
we’re given a doctor’s prescription.

A prescription is an order you can obey;
to improve your physical condition;
instead, you may think, “I’ll

How Goes It?

How Goes It ?

Where do we go; where is it, we’ve been;
what kind of road must we travel?
What are we up to, when we begin;
are we threatened it all will unravel?

Do any of us ever go anywhere;
or are we simply words on the page?

How Do We Love?

How Do We Love ?

How does one think the embrace of love;
how does it enter the realm of the mind;
does it come from thoughts, above;
is it only by emotions, defined?

What form of beauty enters each eye;
and messages deep within the brain;
what form of energy,

Be Yourself

Be Yourself

Why is it so many, want to switch places;
do they covet another’s occupation?
Or, perhaps they think if they trade faces;
it might improve their life station.

Would all of us like to change who we are;
are so many people dissatisfied?
Thinking ill of one’

Beyond Vision

Beyond Vision

Most think they live in a physical realm;
and their body is physical, as well;
but, the truth may tend to overwhelm;
this isn’t really the place they dwell.

This body is not actually who I am;
but who I’ve temporarily chosen to be;
instead, I’

Bullet

Bullet

I gazed at a photo of empty faces;
taken a great many years ago;
all, standing, dutifully, in their places;
Spring had erased all fallen snow.

A family photo, for a church album, to be;
scheduled, well in advance;
all felt great sorrow; none could foresee;
everyone held in

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