Conscious but Dead they Speak
He came so often in my night time slumber state.
He came very rarely dawn or day time light.
But as I still, in prayerful, reflect and meditative mode
his voice, his sense and odour felt and smelt as if alive
and to my heart,
pounded beatings of love and thumped in overdrive.
The Edge of Humanity – The Poor
The edge of humanity creeps along its shores
wondering over and over what went wrong
with having time to observe the obvious.
And now only the poorest of the poor come and say,
how is it possible to have left humanity
and the necessity of survival skills to the end – war.
Art as Agency
I can suggest a myriad of topics
to describe the individual nature
of our worth as agency,
but of that, is another world entirely,
the whole canvas of life itself.
And in that we do exist
and have to comply to the very least
protection of all and everything.
Grace is where our heart meets the divine
that part where love of self and others
does not once decline
to alter what is in fact the part we are blessed to know
lives in and throughout our life as long as we are here
to breathe that of a breath of life.
The Brave Unknown
The brave are only brave
when they can accept
their own reflection in the mirror,
warts and all as is …
divinely inspirational as art as agency
doing the best trying to be themselves
and know in that,
tomorrow may appear the same
when actually no one as is,
day to dawn, night to dream the same.
The Bible Incomplete
I am aware but is that fair, is that rightful and just
when the world of the West is so ignorant and behest
of any form of justice and rightful play
which is of course the name of the game,
the play we are now in every singular day upon day?
Can I Tell will it Help
How can we become satisfied
when the world,
into which we are being born
has no form, no space or time
to value this littleness of wonder
and growing and growth potential?
How therefore am I to wonder
what it is that we are missing here
in the twenty-first century?
Is it a form of spiritual awareness
that life is all and every bit as sacred
as war and violence
domestic and international?
Centre stage is where one is in the scheme of a life
to become known and fully explored, expressed to live virtuous and kindly placed so that one can enjoy
this most blessed of heavenly earthly physical space.
But if we are unable to do so then life is a difficult run
until the end, loss being the number one
instead of life to be lived precious as any other gem.
He cannot be explained in all
as one is too busy to understand
how beneficial it is to stand tall,
in all that one is to do and become
so that no further harm inflicted on anyone.
The Way Ahead – God Consciousness
Oh it takes a great deal of good
to look at oneself and own
more to oneself than ever before
thought of as love.
It does require a commitment too,
a type of honesty about just you,
a type of undertaking to understand
not all at first is what in us is at first hand.
That being said it is so very easily to assume
that a God is some far away type when in fact
we are actually all part of another form, consciousness or quantum when to earth
we are each uniquely formed and born.
The Crossroads of Humanity
He sought to understand
why on earth we were so removed
from what it meant to be a human being.
Why so ignorant,
lacking any form or sense of loving it,
this world of make believe, truth and ecstasy;
this of a world of incredible nature and ideas
to create lovingly with honour and imagination,
creativity and love of every other
planetary and social class of wealth as life.
Not some form of decay and discrepancy
about every other one not like or understood
so as to learn from.
This is a world of intention-ed suffering
until a light of knowledge comes into the brain,
the mind and makes life as if begin again.
The Life Unknown – Mystery
Cannot decide who I am
but then mystery is what I am
in all that I can and do and be.
But then there still is of this other –
whatever can that be?
Perhaps the whole, the universal part
that does connect to myself,
the more beauteous part
and all that does entail,
including life and people too
all who live and breathe as I do too.
As Death Appeared
She cannot explain fully
but enough to know
God is in everyone and everything
no matter who, or what, or how
one does actually choose to believe.
Death does come – When is my problem
Life and death. Death and life.
What is it?
How is it, we do not embrace both?
The Traveller Within
He was my ideal, my individual self
but I had no previous understanding
as to why he lived there inside my mind,
the mind of every other individual
as with those now dead.
But in all of that knowledge led me to believe
God is as a seed for us to find, nourish and be fed.
Not somehow removed from us but alive in every sense,
the omega and alpha, the beginning and the end
as well the in-between
What is it we want to become?
What is it we are and have not yet realised
that potential in turning forth, turning forward,
preparing for our life to be of worth?
Can it be time involved?
Can it be fear of knowing who in reality one is
and in the future more of, without some form
of recognising the benefits and pitfalls?
That is why forth turning is a way through,
a way clear, a way to benefit
and not to befall the mystery of ignorance.