The hour glass
There is a gentle shudder, as they all return His gaze. For they all have deep within them, the soft imprint of His face.
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The secret's in the packing
The skill is in selecting all those things you must forgive. And facing all those feelings, that have long held you captive.
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- 940 reads
A time of contradictions
It’s a time of contradictions, the past and future all in line. It is hard to keep on doing, what you’ve been doing all this time.
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Blessed are the peacemakers
Peace lies beneath each conflict, deep within each heart and soul. It is the point of our existence, Our universal. Final goal.
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- 963 reads
It's the handle on your door
Once your journey it has started, let your eyes their beauty shine. For their light brings hope and purpose and a joy that’s beyond time.
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I have a little secret
But I feel the words approaching from a place that’s far away. As if they’re marching on a journey and they’re going to have their say.
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- 896 reads
Rupert
There’s a purpose to this venture, to inform and to uplift. I never managed in my lifetime, to share my poets gift.
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Is there a point?
In truth your words are travelers between your world and mine. They’re neither gifts. nor servants they’re on loan from the Divine.
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The New Year
There are lines within creation sometimes shining, sometimes dim. That connect us all to heaven and point to the truth within.
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- 865 reads
Fine line
Free will can be an engine, the power and the fuel. Or a deeply trodden furrow, from a never ending duel.
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- 1001 reads