A Teeter-Totter Called Life

A Teeter-Totter Called Life

As a child I played on the playground at recess;
a welcome break from learning time;
a teeter-totter provided a respite from stress;
an experience, most sublime.

It seemed a curious device; on which we played;
not knowing it had a deeper meaning;
within its up

Life's Approaching Storm

Life’s Approaching Storm

Most of us long for peace and serenity;
a life where we’re safe and warm;
a destiny of love; designed by divinity;
ignoring life’s approaching storm.

Storm clouds are gathering; beyond sight;
from a kingdom of thought; unseen;
disrupting peace; like a thief in

The Game Of Life

The Game Of Life

It seems many are obsessed with games;
they come in all shapes and sizes;
the game of life; just one of its names;
they all wear many disguises.

Games, to some, become an obsession;
and life is pretty much the same;
failure in either; can lead

Someone To Care

Someone To Care

I am the winds; and ocean wave;
washing upon life’s shore;
with thoughts of a love, I crave;
and feelings, from before.

I’m on the outside; looking in;
surely someone’s there;
I know not where I should begin;
I need someone to care.

A

We Can't Take It Back

We Can’t Take It Back

Many have given their lives to the Master;
tho few remain steadfast and pure;
turning our back, can result in disaster;
righteousness has its own detour.

How can we turn our backs on the truth;
what is it that leads us astray?
The evil

The Power To Forget

The Power To Forget

As we grow older; the memory fades;
we tend to forget most everything;
but there are memories, the mind saves;
we wish, could somehow take wing.

Many are memories we’d like to remember;
tho there are many others, we regret;
the time I was stranded,

The Panoply Of Thought

The Panoply Of Thought

Sometimes we think of a new inovation;
a thought that has never been;
we must always forgo our celebration;
what came before; comes again.

There is no limit to God’s imagination;
whatever you think; He thought, before;
that acknowledged; there is no inovation;
don’t

The Future Is The Past

The Future Is The Past

The future only exists in the past;
for those, with eyes to see;
even futures can’t eternally last;
the past; is the future to be.

All of reality spins in a cycle;
the past shall again become;
the lover becomes the rival;
the father

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