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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: ▼ |
The Lie November 12, 2018 at 7:53pm The Lie
We stand beneath a dismal sky,
Listening top our minds whispering The Lie.
The Lie which we all hear,
That curdles our blood and makes us cower in fear.
We are only human,
So we live by The Lie's illusion.
The Lie,
We believe until the day we die.
Then our realsed spirit detect The Lie,
That states: "We all must die!"
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}This was written sometime in 145 B.E. The inspiration was the Baha'i scriptures about the immo... [Read more] God's Own Time August 16, 2018 at 9:36pm God's Own Time
In God's own time
differences will cease to separate.
In God's own time
diversity will be an element of unity.
In God's own time
peace will overshadow enmity.
In God's own time
Christ will return
in the Father's Glory.
In God's own time...
The present is God's own time.
{dropnote:"Poet's Note:"}I wrote this sometime in 151 B.E.
... [Read more] 19 Questions With Spiritual Implications January 12, 2019 at 1:38pm Nineteen Questions
With Spiritual Implications
1
Does the belief in reincarnation
have anything to do with humanity's
tendency toward procrastination?
2
Is there a point
in the evolution of a soul-possessing species
that it is unable to understand
the concept of a sing creative force?
3
Why is the world dysfunctional?
Is it because brotherhood needs publicity?
4
What was the unseen historical
and spiritual impetus
that generated the women's righ... [Read more] Life's Journey October 20, 2020 at 2:10pm Life's Journey:
Contemplating the Immortality of the Soul
A journey we begin at birth,
on this small speck of dust called Earth,
over life's broad highway many plod,
leaving the narrow paths untrod.
From birth to death some may race,
considering life a game of chase,
beyond death's door they refuse to look,
as if this material life were a closed book.
While over life's highway others roam,
who don't consider this Earth home,
beyond death's door they ca... [Read more] Spiritual Lessons February 23, 2019 at 10:49pm 1
The Lesson
Today began as yesterday,
I woke with the morning sun,
Looked around,
but didn't see
the reason for rising so early.
Went back to sleep,
woke at ten,
and missed the rising sun.
I said my prayers,
(as a duty)
with my mind on material things
and missed a blessing.
2
Yesterday and Today
Yesterday I spoke with God,
Today no word I prayed.
Yesterday God gave me peace of mind,
Today no peace have I.
3
Personal Note
Remember to say
a prayer... [Read more] Western Wind: A Meditation August 11, 2018 at 5:32pm Western Wind:
A Meditation
"Western wind, when wilt thou blow?
That the small rain down may rain,
Christ! that my love were in my arms
And I in my bed again."
Anonymous
Western wind, when wilt thou blow?
Again across this veil of tears?
When will you extinguish
The sun's light with the chadar of fear?
Not before a full thousand years
Has expired in this veil of tears
Will the wind of night again blow.
That the small rain down may rain,
Again upon the soil o... [Read more] |
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