REALITY

Consider all life’s greatest fears;
ones which cause the most pain;
bringing sorrows, and often, tears;
but, also resulting in gain.

Fear is nothing; but an absence of trust;
for the all powerful, within us, resides.
Darkness reminds, we’re only mere dust;
and our faith, remains hidden, inside.

What makes the mercury within me rise;
so I become a hothead of nature;
what makes me as one, whom I despise;
what’s the appropriate nomenclature?

What’s in emotions that I’m anti robotic;
setting me apart from machines?
My various emotions make me exotic;
was it something

So many seek the road to success;
making it their life’s goal;
while others have wrongs to redress;
serving a more personal role.

When you choose your life’s purpose;
don’t make success be your goal;
a hidden agenda lies neath the surface;
the Master has a much

Most feel like they’ll live forever;
and happiness, is their goal;
they try in their every endeavor;
let happiness saturate their soul.

Little else, to them, seems to matter;
they’ve got the world at their feet;
never thinking that world will shatter;
at the place where evil and

Guilt isn’t established by a jury;
they only render opinion;
inside, it unleashes its fury;
establishing complete dominion.

Guilt has very little to do with law;
it serves a much higher purpose;
punishment is from, the Lord of All;
hidden within reality’s surface.

Handcuffs aren’t needed for

Life in this world is only a stage;
a season in a cycle of reality;
sent to live and openly engage;
like learning to play a calliope.

A seed was planted in heaven;
now, rising up thru the ground;
the bread, preparing to leaven;
its energy, is where love is

The mere thought is very negative;
and it’s universally so;
that we may become vegetative;
before it’s time to go.

Much like plants, we live by seasons;
or, so it is, we’re told;
each time of life, has its reasons;
even, growing old.

In infancy, we’re

We were created as a form of energy;
sharing beauty and love was our role;
capable of being what we want to be;
for, were are the man; the soul.

We are flowers; planted amongst weeds;
our fragrant beauty, blowing in the wind;
the stalks, grown out of mere seeds;