He’s very like a spider in his web;
surveying the world he’s woven;
considering all that’s done and said;
this day’s just another mere token.
Any enemies approaching his web,
are foolish to enter within it.
A spider’s web; a place for the dead;
and
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REALITY
Poems about Reality
While shaving, a thought came to mind;
one, more than thirty years old;
a recollection, while shaving, another time;
it’s memory, clear and bold.
The memory was of little consequence;
it held no real value for me;
except it related a life circumstance;
allowing my mind to see.
How
…What happens as I reach, the end of my road;
will I simply, drop off the end of the earth?
I was destined to carry a special load;
ordained, long before birth.
This life was never meant to be a vacation;
nor, is it designed to seem equal or fair;
Innocence is the sign of perfection;
no guilt is attached to a name;
always requiring a Higher protection;
the innocent are never to blame.
The innocence of many is oft disrupted;
evil temptations come their way;
those who were innocent; now corrupted;
and innocence has all gone away.
Evil, gives
…What is it that makes a word dirty;
is it its shape or it’s sound?
Some words become overly flirty;
but they’re not welcome around.
Words, born with no meaning in stone;
defining what their author may think.
only significant to their author alone;
to others; those same
All of us have lived, the life of a child;
devoid of wisdom or knowledge;
sometimes becoming a little bit wild;
even while attending college.
Though God gave all, what it takes;
we each walked a crooked path;
all, making our share of mistakes;
incurring the Master’s wrath.
Now,
…Knowledge has its roots above;
in the garden of information;
where wisdom morphed to love;
in the home of all creation.
Knowledge is the Tree of Life;
a place where Thought is King;
Wisdom became Love’s wife;
creation’s King and Queen.
Knowledge created a flow of life;
from
We think truth is reality, external;
a world existing outside us;
but, truth is actually reality, internal;
a world existing within us.
We think truth is seen and heard;
that our senses control the mind;
but such ideas are simply absurd;
all senses by thought are defined.
Only light is
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