Category Archives: Poetry

The next time

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The next time you call
I will kneel down and listen

The next time you speak
I will bow before you and wait

The next time you teach
I will absorb all your knowledge

The next time you come
I will honor and obey

How could
The lesson I learned
So easily be put aside

How was it
The joy I was taught
So easily passed on by

Then you gave it again
I backed away in fear

Forgetting the lessons taught
Was it ever really clear?

Yes, there it is
The answer is always near

A new lesson learned
Doubt forever the fear

Remember the lessons
And all will be made clear

This Journey

Posted by enreal on

From beyond this time
From beyond this place

Illuminating imaginations
Elucidating our souls

During our Journey
We understood

All that life has held
Was meant for good

Our knowledge spoken from the source
Guided in shadows a hidden course

This dream held true
This life we value

In the end
Life is and always will be this dream

Life is beyond an individual
Life is greater than the whole

Yet in the beginning
It needed a spark…

Our souls are burning embers
Of the beginnings eternal fire

Misunderstood

Posted by enreal on

I am the one you wont behold
I hold something you can not mold
I have peace forever old
I have centuries of secrets which wont be told

I am your peace
I am your solace
I am your undefinable
I am your abstract

I give you comfort
I am your friend
I am your father
Until the end

Some call me Soul
Some call me Old
Some call me God
Yet some never call

A captive of Life
Confined in you
Forever with you
Unassumingly misunderstood

I have died before

Posted by enreal on

I have died before this night
This time
This place

I have died before in peace
With solace
With grace

I have died before and learned
Found my lesson
For the return

I remember it clear
I have died before
There was no fear

Yet with remembrance comes confusion
All for knowledge
Lack retribution

For I have died
Yet, I also lived

For which is gravity and light
For which is greater
Death or Life

I had a dream, a vivid dream, one which confused me, yet, left me at peace. Let me begin by stating that my dreams always involve some great adventure…Each night another great Quest…( I love to dream ) So analyze this one…

My sister and I were driving, it was dark. We had had some difficulties with my car earlier in the dream. Nonetheless, we were driving. Then we come to a precipice. A jagged line of rocky cliffs, bordering a road with no signs. My sister, who is diving my car, almost drives off…but at the next turn does…

AS we are falling down the seemingly short fall…I was battered by an explosion of energies and feelings, my heart was racing, yet the fear was quick to dissolve…My sister reaches out touches my face and says calmly and sadly, “I am sorry I killed you” In my final moment I felt a pang of sadness so profound…

I died. I did not wake. I felt my mind. I felt my mind being silenced. There was a separation, I felt my mind being separated from me. I felt a nothingness so strong, yet it was the most beautiful feeling. Nothing. A calm, dark yet bright place of silence filled with beautiful music. I felt at peace. I felt content…

I always had a beautiful vision of death…one which, when my time comes I will embrace…I never imagined I could be content with nothing, yet I understand…

This dream was a reminder, whether illusion or reality…challenge your beliefs, remember the possibilities