Poetry Wrote Over Several Years on Spiritual, Religious, and Devotional Subjects. |
Devotional Poetry My Search I Into the mystic realm, I let my mind take flight, Over stone strewn highways, I search the endless night. I was the Wanderer, Looking for a goal, And the Seeker, Searching for my soul. I walked the roads of idle fancy, Paths of material delight, Stumbling over stones of vain imaginings, In my search for the light. A voice deep within me cried: "Here doesn't lay your goal, Upon these darkened pathways, You'll never find your sou." II Into the mystic realm, Again my mind took flight, Over well traveled highways, I search the misty twilight. I was a Seeer, Seeking an unknown goal, And a Stranger, To my own soul. In this realm of half-light, I strolled the roads of tradition, Picking my way carefully, Through the shadows of superstition. Still from within came the cry: "Not in this realm is your goal, Upon these half-lit pathways, You'll never find your soul" III Into the mystic realm, Again I took flight, And walked the paths, Where God has shed His light. I walked the hallowed highways, Trod by the Prophets of old, Strolled the ancient paths, Strewn with nuggets of pure gold. This is the wondrous realm, Where all paths become one, This is the glorious land, Illuminated by God's sun. Through the Word of God, I have found my soul, In the Messenger for this age, I have found my goal. Poet's Note: ▼ |
Oneness of Humanity January 20, 2020 at 1:29pm Oneness of Humanity
We are one family
Our ancestral unity
Mapped
Traced
Through mitochondrial DNA
To a woman
In Africa
One womb quickened us
Formed us
Fed us
Birthed us
Gave us
Soul stirring passions
That carried us
Through time and across continents
Splintered us
Into separate segments
Of one race
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I wrote this in 159 B.E. The inspiration was a news story.
... [Read more] Cinquain of Matter January 12, 2019 at 6:58pm Cinquain of Matter
We dwell
Between extremes
In this realm of matter
Where light and darkness intersect
We dwell
A child
Is born from the
Darkness of the womb it
Journeys toward the light of faith
A child
It see
Through physical
Eyes reality and
Illusion in the other's guise
It sees
Lovers
Reality
And illusion embrace
On this material plan as
Lovers
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I wrote this in 148 B.E.
... [Read more] Evidence of Things Not Seen: Art as an Act of Worship September 6, 2022 at 2:06pm Evidence of Things Not Seen:
Art as an Act of Worship
Stroke by stroke
lines merge into shaded patterns of light,
expressing the textures of praise.
Even in the mundane
occurrences of daily life,
the sacred is revealed
in vibrant shades of prismed light.
Character by character
words merge into sentences,
expressing the connotations of praise.
Inch by inch
steps merge into movements,
worshiping the Creator through the dance.
Tone by tone
chords merge into music,
into... [Read more] Contemplating the Evolution of Humanity February 14, 2019 at 6:28pm Contemplating the Evolution of Humanity
Riding upon the crest of the wave,
Upon the tumultuous wave front expanding,
Expanding out of the mist of yesterday,
Out of the murky haze of chaos.
Riding upon the crest of the wave,
Upon the turbulent wave front spreading,
Out beneath the boards smooth surface,
Balanced upon the edge of eternity.
Riding upon the crest of the wave,
Upon the harmonious wave front expanding
Expanding in the mist of tomorrow,
Into the limpid vapor of unit... [Read more] |