Category: poetry
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People, People Everywhere
People, people everywhere, Wake up and look around. Where are we, as people, Upon this planet, Our forgotten ground? Hear the quiet whisper of Earth Falling forever with the Moon Into the depths of the Sky Toward the Sun, never reaching The light that showers down upon us; Greet each day without shame With the…
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A New Day on Earth
A new age is being born from the ashes of a corpse consumed in the fire fueled by demonic dreams of animals gone made. These crazed beasts foresaw the future, and in fear of death, harnessed the rhythms of the stars to grow the seeds that fed empires and sailed ships across continental seas in…
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Heaven Before Birth
Heaven is not a place or a space, but a time: A time transparent, its light spread in colors by our lithurgy of lies. Each of us perceives a limited shadow— Until the eye awakens and the scene is seen as thee. Heaven is a destiny, a purpose, not a surprise. We begin there, We…
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And Night Forgives Day
Snowflakes unique Come to rest Upon pristine mountain peaks. Melting under the weight of gravity And a fear of the sun, Through thousands of creekbeds And rapid rivers they’ll run, Many streams returning to One ocean, An ever-stretching sea Of unchosen destiny. Back on top, As clouds prepared to drop, Perfect crystals danced Divine diamond…
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She Cries Wolf
t is not enough to merely believe in love.For it to be real, it must be born. Love as an idea is an empty promise.Love embodied is what moves minds and changes the world. Hate can change the world as well, but typically acting on one’s hatred is far easier than acting on love. The…
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Evol
It is a disease, a poison, a curse and a burden. That is unless it comes true… unless the expectation dies to itself and is set free. Love is the one remaining cosmic mystery. Understanding its secret is the rarest gift on earth, one everyone is after. But chasing it is not being in it.…
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Twins
Tickling my tummy makes it rumble because butterflies are set loose inside. The surface conceals the circus, the tent blocks the light from chasing the jitters away. A beautiful face with two eyes, one a smile and the other in pain. My prescriptions are mangled because I lack medical understanding. How to diagnose the situation?…
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God is Three Things
People are always talking about God, but they use the same word for three different people. Call it the Holy Trinity if you must. God the Father, the Son, and the Holy Spirit. God the Father is the material world, all the stuff out there (points around). God the Son is the body, an incarnate…
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Wonder
I wonder what it is that turns the world round, That hides the far side of the Moon from the Earth, That sees with my eyes but cannot be seen. Why is it that I have a perspective? How is it that I exist as an individual, As a piece of space wrapped up in…
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Reality is a Reel
All my life, I’ve been drawn to the big questions, But I cannot even begin my story Without revealing my bias in the first line. Why “big” questions? Are the answers especially “full” of goodness? Does it take a “long” time to find them?Are there really “more” than one? Questions and answers… A captain seeking…
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That you are what you are.
Some have suggested that the human being can (and therefore ought to) live without God. I reject this claim. I propose that the human being is the spiritual animal, the organism that knows that it is. God is the “thatness” of existence, that transcendent quality of all that is but whose name cannot be spoken.…
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