REALITY

Reality’s Wilderness

I am lost in the maze of reality;
seeking understanding;
living in a realm of duality;
my Lord and Master, commanding.

I find myself searching for reasons;
in hope of finding answers;
discovering life has many seasons;
beset with tragedy and cancers.

Its purpose continues to elude

The Curse Of Loneliness

Loneliness fosters bouts of depression;
our laughter replaced by crying;
life becomes a season of regression;
while the mind seems to be dying.

Our purpose; replaced by endless leisure;
not knowing what is to come;
life is more than enertainment and pleasure;
it’s about being

Winds Of Change

Peace is the treasure; that all of us seek;
but, that few of us ever find;
change is a destiny that reaches its peak;
leaving that peace behind.

The winds of change are always at work;
tho peace requests they keep still;
forbidden pleasures that some partook;

Pride Begets Fools

I wish I could revisit all of my past;
correcting all my mistakes;
then, would my peace of mind last;
and pride put on its brakes.

But, my physical past is out of bounds;
I may only find it; in my mind;
my guilt still pursues me

The Storm Of Reality

Reality began with a flash of light;
followed by the peal of thunder;
a world; fashioned in the dark of night;
the heavens; thrown asunder.

In Eden; there came, the perfect storm;
a battle between evil and good;
a storm swept in; when life was born;

A Fate Worse Than Death

Most fear death more than anything;
this life; to them; is priceless;
but there is a certain spice death brings;
life; without death, is spiceless.

Life, without death; is never ending;
even a movie can last too long;
death ushers in a new beginning;
no

Levels Of Life

Sometimes we speak of feeling alive;
such thoughts have great appeal;
not questioning how long we’ll survive;
our life on earth is surreal.

Creation occurred, long before the womb;
life was the seed, eternally planted;
consciousness was able to leave the tomb;
when eternal life was

Sunset On Yesterday

Sunrise begins, yet, another new today;
tho heaven doesn’t recognize time;
each day is a season, with something to say;
whispering love from the divine.

Yesterday is the lost island of mystery;
never to be seen anymore;
all of it; become forgotten history;
as soon as