Thoughts

Thoughts Like a song in the distance, in fragments, words sing to me. Silently I wait and listen for their rhythm, purpose, and place. Surrounded, I hear them. Elusive; words come to me. Wandering searching, they reach my hand to be written. Speaking to no one, In happiness hope, and shadow; free to sing and feel the magic of my song, I write my thoughts to no one at all.

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Friday, October 31, 2008

Worship

We worship in many ways.
Our Gods have many names.
They necessitate our existence.
Look at us!
We are beautiful.
From hut to high rise,
Hear our songs and watch us dance.

In gratitude we offer praise
and in tribute exclaim;
“All was designed by divinity”.
Marvelous!
Life is bountiful.
From desert to skies,
a convergent diversity.

In these enlightened days
unyielding trust remains.
Though scientific evidence
informs us
“Faith is fanciful…;
…ooze actualized….,
Nothing more than coincidence. ”

Yet wonders still amaze.
Every believer proclaims
to trust in vague obscurities.
Curious!
It is natural
for us to realize.
Whether it be chance or deity.

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