Morning thoughts to my poem group....
Life as we know it is only as far as what we know
the birds, the bees, cars , the snow.
People and meanings and thought is provoked
some good some bad , some happy, and sad
We are born as a miracle on a floating rock
that spins so we think until someone else thinks
What is a thought that makes us believe.
The more we taste touch and see on TV
What should I listen to, and who should I believe?
But to believe in one self is all that is needed.
In a finite mind such as mine
Life is given, then taken and and the middle combines
Story to story. Experience and time
tragedy, and mystery is defined as divine
There is a magic that I'm getting to know
The power of thought and worship shale grow
So be mindful of how your worshiping worships.
Think like shit , and get an abundance of bricks
Think like the heavens exist all around,
and angels create the livings sound.
A friend said:
An abundance of "Thank yous", if this is expressed
( we manifest )
an abundance of things to thankful for, and a million more
So how shall I speak, move, touch and inspire
If all at my fingertips is all I desire
Well that is for me and my magic to be
I shall perform miracles inside of me
for we are all magicians, and miracle makers
god laughs and loves with all of life's takers
so follow the signs that you see with your heart
and make up the rules to each part
the now, the then, the what is next.........is wonderful
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