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Poetry Wrote Over Several Years on Spiritual, Religious, and Devotional Subjects. |
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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: ▼ |
Meditations, Metaphors, Similies, and Paradoxes About... January 26, 2022 at 7:50pm Meditations, Metaphors, Similes, and Paradoxes About Reality
1
A mountain
rising high above the plain.
We approach
by a winding path
that wanders hither and yon.
From the path
we catch only fleeting glimpses
of the summit.
2
A city
whose dancing lights
sparkle in the midnight darkness,
but whose streets
are strewn with the bodies of dead cats
beneath the noonday sun.
3
The warble of a sparrow
coming from the throat of a vulture.
4
Teh purr of a lio... [Read more] Metamorphosis and Beyond Form January 29, 2019 at 11:36pm Metamorphosis
Humanity is the larva of an unknown Lepidoptera.
Preparing for the next phase
by feeding upon the green leaves
and fresh fruits of Divine truth.
Or the dead leaves
and spoiled fruits of man-made dogma.
Death is the pupa case from which our imagos break.
To soar on wings unbound
into an unknown sky,
or fall upon the ground
paralyzed and unprepared for flight.
Beyond Form
Transformation is the ability
and willingness to live beyond your form.
Dr. Wayne W... [Read more] Crystallization of the Human Soul January 5, 2019 at 8:46pm Crystallization of the Human Soul
Blind to the recognition of reality;
Deaf to the verse of divine assistance;
Forgetful of the spirit's immortality;
Ego submits to desire without resistance.
Deaf to the verses of divine assistance;
But attentive to dogma's interpretation;
Ego submits to desire without resistance;
Glorying in physical exploitation.
Attentive to dogma's interpretation;
Neglectful of spiritual inquiry;
Glorying in physical exploitation;
Ego's go... [Read more] Black and White Dance January 5, 2019 at 6:10pm Black and White Dance
Dressed in the colors of hate
Two gangs approach the stage
The gang in black from the left
The gang in white from the right
Reflecting traditions of hate
In the repetitive motions of dance
The gangs bang
Intoning traditions of fear
In the choreographed fight
The gangs kill
The gangs die
Dressed in the colors of love
Peace makers approach the stage
The peace makers in white and back from the left
The peace makers in black and white from the right
... [Read more] Universal Melody: Two Poems January 10, 2019 at 9:01pm Universal Melody:
Poem One
Life is an echoing melody,
Reverberating through the Universe,
God is the unseen player,
Upon the instrument of evolution.
Universal Melody:
Poem Two
God is the invisible conductor--
Life the echoing melody--
Directing evolution's orchestra,
Vibrating through infinity.
Love is the never ending song,
Life the echoing melody,
Developing immeasurable compositions,
Vibrating through infinity.
Faith is the eternal story,
Life the echo... [Read more] Spirit Suite: To Michael Fitzgerald January 5, 2019 at 3:53pm Spirit Suite:
To Michael Fitzgerald
The music of God's laughter echoes,
generating holy passions
in the stones.
As the century comes to an end,
God's whimsical grace reverberates
resurrecting the lion of God.
Mystery cast its reflection,
transporting us to the New Jerusalem,
in the blue reason of spirit.
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I wrote this in 152 B.E. It was inspired by Michael Fitzgerald's poems.
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