REALITY

So you think your life’s about choice;
you can choose to do what you do?
But destiny has his very own voice;
views life much different than you.

Sometimes we hurry throughout the day;
destiny has a much slower gait;
we always want to have our own way;
but

The flower can’t bloom; by its choice;
it’s directed by a higher authority;
for it wasn’t given its very own voice;
in life, it has little seniority.

Flowers often grow amongst the weeds;
battling to gain position and power;
both of them started life as mere seeds;

Most think they’ve not been deprived;
but that’s not necessarily true;
their mind is behind; it’s not yet arrived;
and only your mind can come thru.

We think of this world as physical;
and deprivation is that way, too;
this illusive kingdom is mystical;
and only clear

Most think they’ve not been deprived;
but that’s not necessarily true;
their mind is behind; it’s not yet arrived;
and only your mind can come thru.

We think of this world as physical;
and deprivation is that way, too;
this illusive kingdom is mystical;
and only clear

I was certain I’d been there before;
it seemed as though I recall;
but the facts belay such thoughts;
for I had never been there at all.

Such a memory seemed to betray me;
I felt certain that it was all true;
and nothing on earth could dissuade me;

Sometimes I just want to disappear;
evaporate into the background;
my feelings brought about by fear;
my low self esteem, surround.

I am invisible as I go down the street;
while in a crowd, I’m a ghost;
people, assembled; where friends meet;
like a big party, without a host.

Creation takes place within the mind;
it is where eternity resides;
it’s also where reality’s defined;
and where all the evil hides.

Infinity; in God’s mind, conceived;
held in the palm of his hand;
all of creation, by Love, deceived;
for, that was the Master’s demand.

I fast forwarded my life years ahead;
thinking what the future might hold;
past the time that I’d become dead;
seeing new tomorrows unfold.

Highways and byways; much the same;
new faces everywhere I would look;
many people bore their relative’s name;
yet, their lives had begun a