Dimensional Door

Birth is but a dimensional door;
allowing that we enter within;
we’re drawn thru it; to explore;
and permit new life to begin.

We were living energy, before;
we didn’t come in as new life;
we’ve survived many an encore;
embracing adventures and strife.

The same door;

My Madeline

I feel like I’ve lost the rose of my life,
but that isn’t really so.
For she reached full bloom in the garden,
and so it was time to go.

She endured many seasons of storms,
was windblown and pelted with rain.
But she graciously rose above it

Intricacies Of Illusion

What are the intricacies of sleep;
where does it begin and end;
is it a form of consciousness, deep;
or is it reality’s friend?

They claim our bodies require rest;
but, I never seem to get very much;
reality makes the bird’s favorite nest;
but dreams will do,

Holographic Soul

Reality carved a highway to infinity;
its length was just whatever it took;
for it was the byway of all divinity;
and opened the pages of Life’s book.

How high are mountains;  how deep, the sea;
what are the parameters of the Master above?
They are immeasurable to one

Holographic Thought

Thought is Life’s basis; where it began;
a special blend of energy and Light;
the fundamental part of creation’s plan;
establishing the illusion of sight.

The mind; an infinite collection of knowledge;
infinite in structure, nature, and scope;
a thought world replica of a limitless college;
where mankind

Hold Your Tongue

I cannot seem to hold my tongue;
and I just don’t know why;
perhaps it’s that I’m high strung;
and will be, till I die.

Like boiling water, in a pot of tea;
thoughts expand; and must declare;
whatever’s severly pressuring me;
and my words go

Higher Purpose

We’re all meant to live for a higher purpose;
not building a business or bank account;
the truths of life, are hidden neath the surface;
we are here about depth; not amount.

Most of us have thoughts that are shallow;
there’s little depth in all that we do;

Heartbeat Of The Mind

All within life has an ebb and flow;
motion is required to live;
all that comes; is destined to go;
for every take, there’s a give.

Motion is needed for life to begin;
and with every cell it’s the same;
we breathe out; then breathe in;
from stillness,

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