Dreams

I feel as tho in a separate dimension;
looking upon another, within;
seeing peoples, split in dissension;
constant conflicts; to Love’s chagrin.

Some dream about getting their way;
seeking only personal gain;
hate only leads to death and decay;
leaving ashes and ruins to remain.

The Master taught to

Omnipotence

What kingdom lies beyond infinity;
what time is longer than forever?
Both answers; defined by divinity;
only God can answer; whatever.

Who made the boundaries of infinity;
determined their borders, wherever?
For such are the limits of divinity;
who stretches from here to forever.

Infinity encompasses all times and spaces;

Variety

How can I, somehow, absorb your pain;
is there some way I can lift your spirit?
Why has this life, gained your disdain;
you mustn’t let sorrows near it.

Most of us think we can avoid all drama;
but drama is what all life is about;
all must learn

Everything Happens For A Reason

Who turned out the light of my life;
exited from it’s stage;
who removed my loving wife;
and turned another life’s page?

Who brought down the stage curtain;
brought about the end to our song;
what about the future is certain;
and how can I just play along?

The Cover Of A Book

We ought never judge a book by it’s cover;
or so it has often been said;
such also applies to a friend or lover;
at least, till their book has been read.

For the cover is what the authors show;
what they simply choose to reveal;
not really all

Reality's Dream

Yesterday seems a lifetime ago;
tomorrow has yet to come;
today, can’t last very long, and so;
all of time has morphed into one.

What is it; this enemy called time;
that master of our happiness;
creator of the present, sublime;
permitting only temporary success?

Why would God create

Evil Lurking

None are perfect; though expected to be;
and your critics will always be around;
for just as far as your eyes can see,
is where all your critics are found.

Tho we expect that most people are good;
we are often taken by surprise;
evil is lurking in nearly each

One

What is it about a woman and a man;
what’s so special about their touch?
Consider any other relationship you can;
and they don’t mean half as much.

What is it about when they embrace;
there’s nothing that feels the same;
both desiring to share the same

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