The Gift God Gave Me
I feel a sadness; in the depths of my being;
I’m old; and living alone;
I know; I’ve come from a realm, unseen;
and find myself longing for home.
I feel as tho I lived more than one life;
I’ve loved; and
Poems about Reality
The Gift God Gave Me
I feel a sadness; in the depths of my being;
I’m old; and living alone;
I know; I’ve come from a realm, unseen;
and find myself longing for home.
I feel as tho I lived more than one life;
I’ve loved; and
Living In Ecstasy
As I grow old; my lovers become dreams;
I no longer sleep with one next to me;
such loneliness, takes sadness to extremes;
now that I’m living without ecstasy.
No one misses; what they’ve never had;
memories can cut both ways;
if you never are
Everything Is Possible
Everything, through God, is possible;
or so, the Scriptures say;
even those things; we think improbable;
miracles happen every day.
And yet, most of us still, fail to believe;
trusting in our own grip on reality;
miracles are beyond what we conceive;
not truly understanding a duality.
The Life Stream
Life is a constant stream of consciousness;
much like a river; it ebbs and flows;
created; an image of God’s righteousness;
from the Master’s love; it grows.
The perfect storm in an ocean of reality;
driven by hurricane winds;
from a higher atmosphere; of a
Tickling The Soul
There are many realms of laughter;
it even owns its own season;
it’s a tickle of love from the hereafter;
coming from a deeper reason.
Many jokingly speak of a funny bone;
as though a physical part;
a structure, within us, standing alone;
much like a
Diminished Purpose
Wisdom speaks to the essence of purpose;
purpose, alone, is found in perfection;
though the truth is found neath the surface;
many of us languish in self reflection.
Though we ascend the ladder of success;
we usually do it to assuage our guilt;
desperate to find our purpose;
I Forget All The Rest
I’m acquainted with a great many others;
some, of whom, I call my friend;
many, I treat, like my sisters and brothers;
with others, I merely pretend.
I remember the names; of a select few;
as my memory keeps fading away;
most names, are
A Tomorrow Yet To Come
I’ve seen tomorrows; come and go;
watched a rising and setting sun;
I look to above; from a world, below;
for a tomorrow; yet to come.
No one is happy with our world, today;
it’s not what we want it to be;
it’