Devotional Poetry

#949368

January 10, 2019 at 10:15pm

God: The Unknowable Creator 1 There is a timeless quality about life-- about living-- which extends beyond what I know, and what I feel. It extends into an unknown realm; existing between illusion and reality, between dreaming and waking, between death and life. There is more to life than anything I have experienced, anything I have imagined. It is not that I am missing something, rather something exist which I cannot grasp, and cannot comprehend. This something I... [Read more]

#949356

January 10, 2019 at 7:03pm

Christ Returned I listen carefully to the words I read, Repeating them over in my mind, I try to comprehend the essence of His verses. I stand Alone upon the shore of God's Ocean, Watching the waves roll in, Listening to their roar. Written in the latter part of the nineteenth century, Baha'u'llah's words Are the blue print of God's new world order, The only hope for a world gone mad. I walk Along the water's edge, As gentle waves wash my bare fee... [Read more]

#949355

January 10, 2019 at 6:50pm

To A Dying World The world our parents knew is dead, The one we know is dying. Listen to the camel's call, And the lion's roar Telling us: "The time has come for man to sleep no more!" The desert winds are blowing, Its sands are whispering a song, The a world gone wrorng. You say: "The world is better!" But the tides of hate still flow. We must turn the tide of hate, Balance the scales of justice, And free the dove of peace. {dropnote:"Po... [Read more]

#949354

January 10, 2019 at 6:33pm

The Seeker's Obligation Ask! It will be given to you. Seek! You will find. Knock! The door will be opened for you. Because this is the law divine! Ask, Unafraid of the answer, Believing that you will receive. Seek, With an open mind-- Your preconceived notions forgotten-- Ready to accept or reject. Knock, Upon every door, Expecting someone to answer, And ready to enter in. {dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I'm not sure what year I wrote this poem... [Read more]

#949347

January 10, 2019 at 2:31pm

The Soul's Riddle I was created, Believing in mankind's spirituality! This is a creature, with unique abilities. A larva upon the material plane; At death become a butterfly freed from its pupa case. I stepped out of eternity, Born into physical reality! I became a creature blind to its own spirituality, The larva newly hatched from the egg, Sees the pupa as the end--not a developmental stage. I am bound to humanity, By steel-like cords that could cripple me! Free... [Read more]