REALITY

A Child’s Expectation

We began our life with a child’s expectation;
not comprehending what lay ahead;
charting our course; in search of salvation;
often losing our way; instead.

Death began his inexorable journey at birth;
the final resting place for one and all;
the choices, we make; determine

The Gift God Gave Me

I feel a sadness; in the depths of my being;
I’m old; and living alone;
I know; I’ve come from a realm, unseen;
and find myself longing for home.

I feel as tho I lived more than one life;
I’ve loved; and

Living In Ecstasy

As I grow old; my lovers become dreams;
I no longer sleep with one next to me;
such loneliness, takes sadness to extremes;
now that I’m living without ecstasy.

No one misses; what they’ve never had;
memories can cut both ways;
if you never are

Everything Is Possible

Everything, through God, is possible;
or so, the Scriptures say;
even those things; we think improbable;
miracles happen every day.

And yet, most of us still, fail to believe;
trusting in our own grip on reality;
miracles are beyond what we conceive;
not truly understanding a duality.

The Life Stream

Life is a constant stream of consciousness;
much like a river; it ebbs and flows;
created; an image of God’s righteousness;
from the Master’s love; it grows.

The perfect storm in an ocean of reality;
driven by hurricane winds;
from a higher atmosphere; of a

Tickling The Soul

There are many realms of laughter;
it even owns its own season;
it’s a tickle of love from the hereafter;
coming from a deeper reason.

Many jokingly speak of a funny bone;
as though a physical part;
a structure, within us, standing alone;
much like a

Diminished Purpose

Wisdom speaks to the essence of purpose;
purpose, alone, is found in perfection;
though the truth is found neath the surface;
many of us languish in self reflection.

Though we ascend the ladder of success;
we usually do it to assuage our guilt;
desperate to find our purpose;

I Forget All The Rest

I’m acquainted with a great many others;
some, of whom, I call my friend;
many, I treat, like my sisters and brothers;
with others, I merely pretend.

I remember the names; of a select few;
as my memory keeps fading away;
most names, are