The Futility Of Dreams

The Futility Of Dreams

I live my life; dwelling in emptiness;
floating; one dream to another;
longing to feel that passionate caress;
of my long lost dream lover.

Tho she be a figment of my imagination;
an image of the devil’s disguise;
her love is the essence of life’

A Mystery Called Life

A Mystery Called Life

Reality is the accumulation of mysteries;
each one; a small part of the whole;
new civilizations; becoming histories;
a mystery, called life, is the soul.

Life is the creation of consciousness;
flowing from the Master’s thought;
perfection requires our righteousness;
in becoming what our Lord

The Strong Willed Child

The Strong Willed Child

Many children are strong willed and independent;
sometimes they seem to have gone wild;
some parents consider them almost transcendent;
others call them a strong willed child.

They are ones who do more than just get along;
often exceeding expected boundaries;
most observers would consider them

The Reruns Of Life

The Reruns Of Life

Memories are movies, we’ve seen before;
that we choose to see, once again;
to dreams of our past; we’ve an open door;
curiosity, leads us, to come in.

Why be so entranced by movies we've seen;
that we want to see them once

The Second Childhood

The Second Childhood

There’s nothing like the world; when young;
the world, itself, seems young and new;
out of emptiness; a new reality has become;
its images slowly become in view.

Both birth and death are seasonal transitions;
involving the soul’s ebb and flow;
acting as tho they

Shopping For A Memory

Shopping For A Memory

I walked into a store, where I used to work;
not really knowing; what I was doing;
all my sensitivity was on its highest alert;
yesterday’s memories; I was pursuing.

I don’t really know; what I expected to find;
many acquaintances used to work

The Worst Among Us

The Worst, Among Us

There’s something special about the meek;
much like the flower, they wilt;
when confronted; they can’t stand the heat;
readily confessing their guilt.

Although, they’re guilty of pride and sin;
their soul is a seed of the divine;
inside that soul; there’s

Happiness Is For Others

Happiness Is For Others

Most find someone; on whom they rely;
becoming married to their lovers;
I’ve become alone; and will be; till I die;
happiness is for others.

Life is full of dramatic twists and turns;
for its creator is a magician;
from life experiences; a wise man

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