Embers

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“This place in my dream, is the reason I still breathe. For I yearn to return and leave reality to burn. I care only of what I once knew, what I once did and how I once lived. Yet when I wake it is only an ember I take. And now I am tired. Now I want it all”

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Venture to this place

Only you and me

A wonderful state

A place where you are free

~

A land beyond darkness

A place of peace and sight

A sanctuary for thought

A temple of infinite right

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I take you here

Yet the time is not yours

I show this place to you

For you have battled many wars

This place is ours

You have lived before

You have knelt on high

Bowed on every floor

~

This kingdom is home

One which you will return

For the time is not now

I show for I know  you yearn

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We all must live

Answer to the call

Learn the answers and determine the reason

For it all

With the answers,

time does stall

memory does fail

and life gets frail

But with the answers have faith

you knew the path,

that you would take

the journey is not so adventurous,

for life indeed is perilous

with it comes consequence, yet take not the chance

For no one truly knows if indeed, that is how we get home…..

~

We must go

Leave this place

Return you back

A new day to face

~

Just take with you an ember of memory

Just take with you

A peace of time

You will not recall

The journey or the fall

~

Just have faith and believe

Some things are too great for the mind to conceive

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Senses Fail

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Hiding behind their luminescent veil

Eyes gather

Their senses fail

Do you see her?

Down on her knees

Do you feel her?

All the while ignoring her pleas.

She is here

Waiting for you

She is dying

But this you knew

For this she waited

Your heart

Your mind

She is within you

Or are you blind

While she cried

By your minds door

While she died

On your hearts floor

II

Dying

Breathing

Lying

Seeing

Matter not her eyes to you

The tears fragment a broken view

Then dawn and dusk collide

Pressing time and space aside

Leaving all to wonder why

It all began

When she cried

While she died

All who waited for her

Behind the veil

All who passed judgement

Their senses failed

III

Then she was born

Once more

Living for you

nevermore

Forgetting the senses

she never bore

Forgiving the reality

she swore

to

leave

behind

forever more

Giving Thanks

I am thankful for my health

I didn’t always have it

I am thankful for my home

It wasn’t always perfect and it still isn’t but I’m thankful

I am thankful for my family

They are safe, they have homes, they are loved

I am thankful that I have the ability to get up and go to work

I am thankful that I have the ability to provide for those who need me

I am thankful that I will be able to look at myself one day,

be happy for all that I am,

and know it is because I am thankful.

it is because I can see…

There are countless faces

Millions of places

Where life is life

With or without circumstance

and change is hard coming

Many have nothing to be thankful for

Be thankful and see

Be thankful for what you have; you’ll end up having more. If you concentrate on what you don’t have, you will never, ever have enough. 
Oprah Winfrey 

See

What does God see?
How does He feel?
If you could be with Him,
How would you feel?
Would you feel proud?
Or perhaps weak?

If you had to explain the situations of today?
Yes there is good in people…
Yes there is hope out there…
There is Faith…
Belief…
Benevolence…

Is that enough to shade the indifference?
How would the doubt be hidden?
What of wars and malevolence?

That is on our shoulders
In our conscience
And we should be ashamed
No, we can not fix the world
We can become aware

To question what God feels
To think of what He sees
To think that He does not understand all aspects
To not believe in the reasons
He holds the reasons
We learn from His reasons

We are guided by His intentions

Not forced, nor lead

Simply shown a possible way

Let us be more aware
And less blind
Let us become more like Him
Let us not lose the vision

Nor the hope we declare to Him

Mortality

“God has put within our lives meanings and possibilities that quite outrun the limits of mortality.”
Harry Emerson Fosdick

As of late I have been thinking about death, not so much mine, yet not generalized. Perhaps it’s because I am more aware of it, perhaps it’s because it is part of life. I don’t know. I could say it’s because I am getting older, yet by todays standards I am very young. Perhaps it’s because I am afraid that if  were to leave today I would have little to show for my existence. Perhaps. Yet who knows?

 

What I do know is that one day I won’t be here, my family as I know it won’t either… what will be here is the next generation. If one day I have kids I will live in memory as my father lives in mine. If one day my words travel beyond these pages they will live in the minds of their readers… if.

If not, there is still infinity, there is still life, there is still the wind carries the air… if I am forgotten, as my father will be once I am gone we shall make the sun shine and the moon glow… we shall whisper in the wind as so many of the forgotten do… yet there is still that which does not forget…

 


 

They leave shadows

Time passes

The wind whispers your name.

Thoughts pass

The mind holds them in vain.

The soul grasps

To the memories in pain.

Why must these memories fade?

~

Do I recall that which I lost?

The time spent for the highest of cost.

Love is paid from the bond which is made.

As life goes forward with or without a way.

Why must these memories fade?

~

Some may be unburdened, for memories weigh down.

Some may be melancholy, for there is something to be found…

“The memories carry lessons, leaving messages to be read Signs upon the threads… Anchors upon the lines of the mind…”

Why must these memories fade?

~

Loss and gain

Happiness and pain

Sorrow and shame

Through all we overcame…

Why must these memories fade?

~

They leave shadows

Shadows are not memories

A shadow is but darkness cast in the presence of light

it is not the light, only a glimpse

Time passes and the wind whispers your name.

Thoughts pass and the mind holds on in vain.

The soul grasps on to the memories in pain.

Why must these memories fade?

Chaos

“…this world is beyond chaos, nothing makes sense.”

I was having a conversation the other day with someone who was very upset, with reason.  This stuck in my mind. Chaos. I have written about her many a time, yet here, in summary was my reply.

“In a world full of life we know chaos exists…
is it the confused unorganized state before the creation of distinct forms…
or is it something more.

Can we describe life as chaos?
Life in itself is more than a word,
a thought or even a reality.

Life like God can not be described at all.
Life is a state higher than human consciousness.
Life is a state of being beyond human comprehension.

Like God, life is a gift.
A gift that is not confused,
but focused.

It is organized and exists beyond us.
Life is beautiful.
Chaos does not apply.”

 

We like to blame anything or everything. Can we blame the way we feel? Does that make sense? Perhaps it does, yet should we? I don’t think so. We might feel the need to blame, or simply we might need to feel what we feel. Either way this was my conversation, give or take a philosophy or two.

 

Thanks for reading,

Enreal