The Serpent

More crafty than other animals made;
the serpent is often given the blame;
coming before man, while on parade;
and “serpent” was his given name.

Immediately after given that name;
we’re told a suitable mate wasn’t found;
the serpent’s complicity was to blame;
and the man was

A Paradox Of Being

All of living, is within our thought;
what we are; is what we think;
reality, itself, is what we’re taught;
physical life is gone in a blink.

Does an outside world even exist;
how could we, for sure, ever tell?
A mind may tell that images persist;
can we

Prison Of Time

Most of us live, focused on time;
it gives us our sense of direction;
tho it’s only, a function of a mind,
it still affords some protection.

The mind, always, a ticking clock;
maintains its ability to confound;
for there is within, no eternal lock;
the mind can distort

Raise Up A Child

We’ve been told to raise up a child,
in a way pleasing to the Master;
implying, on their own, each are wild;
and in need of a personal pastor.

Some have taken it almost a threat;
if anything’s wrong; they’re to blame;
leaving many parents, living in

Malaise Of Purpose

I find myself struggling to find purpose;
for what my life is to be about;
but, reasons seem reluctant to surface;
and I find I’m turned inside out.

Some days, I feel that I’m close to knowing;
that the answer, appears ready to surface;
and yet, then, while

Love

Love is the oxygen that empowers the soul;
when inhaled, it makes life worth living;
a deeper connection to the Master, its role;
it’s far less about taking, than giving.

It’s the soft gentle breeze, in the heat of the day;
and the passionate kisses, warming each night;

The Greatest "Fish Story" Ever Told

God has some wisdom He wishes to share;
but, He has chosen a fool to write it.
He could have chosen anyone, anywhere;
why would He choose me to confide it?

He could have selected a magical wordcrafter;
a spellbinder, guaranteed to catch your attention;
or sent down a wizard

The Story Of Love

Love comes about, as a tenuous breeze;
commanding very little attention;
suddenly asserting itself, like a sneeze;
its revealed, from another dimension.

What is the cause of such mutual affection;
is there some deeper connection of minds?
Overcoming all our basic fears of rejection,
it seems a cornerstone of divinity’

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