REALITY

Nostalgia !

I awakened in the middle of the night;
with thoughts of long ago;
remembering both sounds and sight;
why does memory make it so?

I’m now old; and memories fail me;
why do they suddenly appear;
mere snippets of a long ago, reality;
depicting pleasure or fear.

Every

Beyond Our Control

We think we’re in control of our life;
in all things, we say and do;
negotiating the flood waters of strife;
all that matters, is our view.

Though few, believe in a destiny;
a purpose for every soul;
God has chosen, what we’re to be;

The Mystery Called Love

Consciousness is thoughts, coming together;
the summation of all our dreams;
an eternal competition; lasting forever;
ebbing and flowing life steams.

Life is an energy, that’s forever flowing;
nothing can long remain still;
love is the passion, that keeps it growing;
for, love is the

Inconceivable Choices

Thoughts of the mind; seem like voices;
taking us to where we must go;
often, suggesting inconceivable choices;
hinting, we’re moving too slow.

Freedom of choice can become confusing;
when our choices are so unlimited;
choice is the difference; winning or losing;
lack of talent makes success

The Sphere Of Influence

Every sphere is a three dimensional circle;
each surface, equidistant from the center;
the earth’s climate is a most difficult hurdle;
earth’s rotation, made Summer and Winter.

This sphere, called earth, has become home;
where all prodigals live for a season;
the sum of

Life Is About Moments

Life isn’t whether we fail or succeed;
failure was never an option;
every life is about purpose and need;
we’re each, a child of adoption.

As we look back upon our lifetime;
failures appear as opponents;
life isn’t physical; it’s only sublime;

Swallowed By Pride

Often we speak of swallowing our pride;
as though it’s a form of food;
but, we’re speaking, of setting egos aside;
it’s much more about our mood.

Pride often has an unquenchable thirst;
nothing ever seems enough;
even the rich, quite often seem cursed;

A Useless Epitaph

Death has come; another life moves on;
useless prose; on a family’s behalf;
a countless lifetime, of memories, gone;
summarized by a useless epitaph.

How can we describe an entire lifetime;
in a few short words, or phrases;
all the memories, those words enshrine;
take, but