The Custodians

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We were given a gift

The world to command

All Wisdom in our hands

 

If the World was without us

How would it be less?

 

We were gifted the One

Self-aware and absorbed

Yet we are so blind

 

Ego raised to an art

A World set apart

And we raped it all

 

The world without Man

Nature’s balance

As it was planned

 

What was the gift

We gave?

What did we offer?

 

If we never were

Life would have endured

Ensured as designed

 

Yet we were, we are

Lost in ourselves

Until the bitter end

Silence

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Finally, I awake

I hear the street

The world heaves

Yet there is a silence

 

Finally I can hear

Within the Silence

I hear the street

The world heaves

 

Finally I know

Without the one

The other is not

Together as One

 

Finally I rest

Within the world

Within the noise

Yet there is still silence

 

When The Light Goes Out

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In a heartbeat, it is gone

The want, the need, the joy

I am here yet so far

 

Where once I smiled

Now Stoic lips set

Upon sights that pass

 

Motions are just that

Where desire once dwelt

The dark night lives

 

And I will abide well

For as in all things

This too shall pass

 

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In the faces of those lost in the world
Drawn to The Word, to the sounds forgotten
For a moment they remember

The draw is strong
Yet they walk away
A second of awakening
Entertainment

Never remembering
What is real

Sometimes..I see a memory
On the face of the corporate
They remember something

They fade into the truth
Drop a dollar and walk away
Waking never lasts
As they walk away, back to the dream
Of their life.

Stay; stay with me here..see
This is real, that is not, see.

Lost

What we have lost
What so many have known
We have forgotten

Whispers speak occasionally
We should listen
When Truth speaks

What is real we ignore
We fail to see
When it is before us

Nothing is new
No “thing” gives joy
Never has it been lost

Now is all there is
Not tomorrow
Never is it the past

We are never but here
Wanting what we seek
Wasting​ what IS

Why?
Wake and see
Wasted time is just that

Wrap a soul in truth
Warm a heart in love
Welcome life, as it is.