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Poems from the heart
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Philosophy
Contents
Life - A child is born in innocence
Ego - It’s present when we see first light
Endless - I came without and leave the same
Why? - Why is it that man roams the earth
What? - What if this and what if that
Life
A child is born in innocence,
a product of creation,
it learns to walk, it learns to talk,
a feeling of sensation.
The eyes drink in the scenery
they've never seen before,
of trees and meadows, rolling hills,
waves pounding on the shore.
Beware, oh child of paradise,
for when the years roll by,
and then life's lesson takes its toll,
look upward towards the sky.
Gaze up and smile and understand,
no matter what the price,
there's God’s reward for all the pain,
the tears and sacrifice.
Forgive all those that done you wrong,
for theirs is a heavy load,
they did not learn the lesson yet
on life's rocky road.
We try and earn "eternal love"
while living on this plain,
there comes a time we cease to learn
and not come back again.
February 1993
Ego
It’s present when we see first light
and with us when we die,
it is the teller of the truth,
inventor of the lie.
Cannot be seen, cannot be heard,
most people do not know
that it exists within us all,
it is both friend and foe.
It manipulates our daily lives
from morning until night
and when you think you’re doing wrong
it says: you’re doing right.
It is that part of us that we create
to ward off doubt and fright,
it is the one that halts our march
towards our spiritual light.
When life is done and we depart
to see how we evolved,
we see in shock that once again
our problems were not solved.
Awaken you the spirit,
ban the ego from your soul,
delivered from its presence
rise towards a spiritual goal.
November 1993
Endless
I came without and leave the same,
discard my wealth, discard my name,
the spirit pure in upward thrust,
the body shall return to dust.
Another lesson has been learned
and all the bridges have been burned,
there is no going back no more,
another life has closed its door.
Once more the school of life has ceased,
sometimes we're sad, sometimes we're pleased,
when looking at the final score
our task is done, there is no more.
The circle it goes round and round,
another life is to be found,
in the endless chain of evolution
the spirit must make restitution.
So once again another birth,
we hope this time it will be worth,
so when the spirit does ascend
its evolution at an end.
April 1997
Why?
Why is it that man roams the earth
in ignorance and fear?
Why is he blind, can not perceive
salvation always near?
His lesson comes in endless lives,
a constant repetition,
each life the same, no end in sight,
a victim of attrition.
Aggression, hate and fear remain,
they've conquered man in time,
it seems forever he is lost,
each life a constant mime.
If he could turn the coin around
and view the other side,
accept the lesson in each life,
be conscious of his plight.
Lay down the sword and tend the plough,
strive to allay his fear,
to foster love within his heart,
thus let his mind grow clear.
And welcome God into his soul,
surrender to his grace,
this is the lesson he must learn
to save the human race.
January 1998
What?
What if this and what if that,
it dominates our life,
we honestly believe that we’re in charge
of the good things and the strife.
The lesson to be learned down here
comes with your birth, that’s true,
but your life is the spirit’s school,
no matter what you do!
The spirit comes with list in hand
and takes it from the top,
it ticks the final item
when our lives come to a stop.
It looks at the lesson that’s been learned
with scrutinizing eye,
there is no time for cheating,
there is no time to lie.
And again it takes another task
that we know as our life,
the spirit’s award to eternity
through good luck and through strife.
October 2011
