To be our guide,
And make us better people,
Yet, we do pray in disarray,
And fall right off the Steeple.
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I have no one,
My thoughts to compareMy likes or dislikes,My doubts or cares,The Times that were,Past, Present, Future,I just don’t care,Living out of Time,In the Land of Anywhere.
All that glitters is not gold,
Don’t grow oldThey’re to love, honor and holdTill the end of Time,I’m told.
Love oh Love
That appearsWithout beingCalled,As does the Sun,Illuminating all.
You may not like Poetry
Most of it triesTo light better feelings,And spiritual unity, knit.Feelings flounder, reel, suggestBut in the end,Love and unity,Poetry Blends,Our hearts feel betterAs Poetry crossesTime’s ephemeral, trends.
Timeless Poetry,
And decency,You perfectThe human soulAnd love listensTo your call,Hearts should openFancy free,To the call of Poetry,To its endless attractionOf verbal Democracy.
Letting go
Streaming, fast awayMemories pastCannot be heldThat swiftlyFleet away,So is the past,So is the past,That leaves us,But today.All flutters by,In Life’s great sighDoes not come back,Dissolving, in Today,Time takes awayBut won’t give back,All dreams,That would not stay,So is the presentInto past,So is the presentInto past,Like butterfliesThat hardly,Live a day.