Wednesday, October 18, 2017

Beyond Time and Distance

 Our power to resolve is limited, 
 The smaller an object is, 
 More power is needed to see it, 
 The more we use such power, 
 The easier the object is destroyed,
 Opening a truth to physical reality, 
 There are no limits too small and large, 
 Thus there is no such thing as size, 
 And if there is no such thing as size, 
 There is no such thing as distance. 

 Within our physical illusion, 
 Time is needed to cross distance, 
 Yet if distance is not real, 
 Our illusion is one of change, 
 Yet in our world of changing, 
 We except that God is everywhere, 
 Yet perhaps in all his power, 
 He has traveled everywhere at once, 
 But within our limited strength, 
 We have been to many places, 
 So if we remove the factor of time, 
 We are seen in many places at once. 

 In this we visit the spiritual, 
 Perfected passed our physical weakness, 
 When we touch the face of God, 
 Upon leaving the bounds of earth, 
 Travel would be a thought, 
 Without lumbering our physical bodies, 
 Unbound by times constraint, 
 In the unlimited power of love. 

 In this we see the truth, 
 Though trapped by our own senses,
 In this our three dimensions, 
 Unable to see the parallels, 
 Where God’s heart sings in love, 
 Where life and death are meaningless, 
 And love has bound all souls, 
 Where there are no boundaries, 
 To imagination or love, 
 And in the song of life, 
 Impossibility fades away. U

Wednesday, September 6, 2017


People ask where God is when these things happen.
The answer is within us waiting on our freedom of will.
Darkness is opportunity for live to shine.
What will you choose to do?

They said it was coming,
The indescribable dark,
A howling tempest,
To leave its mark,
The monster expected,
But what would it be?
Are we do fight it,
Or do we just flee?

The island of beauty,
With water surrounded,
The seas have been rising,
Our souls are impounded,
A prison of water,
To come in the night,
It is the unseen,
Which causes great fright.

The last people left,
We were left behind,
Our families to safety,
We seek what to find,
Strong ropes to bind us,
To swaying palm trees,
The tide come to take us,
Is well past our knees.

The shelters are shattered,
By force of the wind,
Men tied to the trees,
Holding fast till the end,
Sand sparking in the gale,
As the winds build up higher,
The air lighting all around us,
Has become electric fire.

Now the water builds up,
Covering the mainland shore,
Not one thing appearing,
Appears as before,
On the street below us,
A homeless man roams,
But the wave tops fly inland,
Turning the air into foam.

In a place past the eye wall,
Some rush out to repair,
The silence smothering,
The birds of the air.
Wind returning full force,
Blindsiding from the wall,
And with debris taking flight,
My comrade’s life falls.

In the wake of afterwards,
People walk like in a dream,
Too tired to cry,
Too worn out to scream.
Water logged walls,
Left by roofless homes,
Not knowing where to begin,
For help they do roam.

Thursday, August 3, 2017


 A moment is captured, 
 In the eye of the heart, 
 For when moments pass, 
 Barriers arise, 
 Invisible to the eyes, 
 The moment disappears, 
 In between then and now. 

 Time energy travels,
 Both in particles and waves, 
 As each wave crests,
 Moments are lost in the troughs,
 Time particles piercing through, 
 Those moments display in memories, 
 They live forever in  each heart. 

We pierce through this veil,
 As a bird pierces through the water, 
Pulling forth each catch,
As we pull moments from time,
Glimpsing each moment's snapshot,
 The way God sees all of time clearly, 
 For He is immune to change. 

 Change defines who we are, 
 Yet reality would destroy our minds, 
 Without time's separation of moments, 
 Upon this staging ground of Earth,
 Where we can set good things in motion, 
 Which can add to the beauty of Heaven,
 While we find meaning in who we are. 

Monday, July 31, 2017

How We Think

 The complexity of the mind, 
 He's a wonder beyond compare. 
 Energies upon energy, 
Enfolded in beauty,
 Enshrined within a temple, 
 Our window to everywhere. 

 A physical organ,
 Hiding behind each face,
 Though all things physical, 
 Particles bound by touch of light, 
 Holding hands across the void, 
 Are mostly empty space. 

 These particles each have spin, 
 Right or left determine charge, 
 Charges building impulses, 
 In order and in beauty, 
 Sending control through the spine, 
 Chosen actions yours and mine. 

 Yet there is so much more, 
 There is the mind we cannot see. 
 There is a soul outside of dimensions, 
 For there is nothing to measure here, 
 Held between the heart and the mind, 
 It is all that is truly dear. 

 Eternal energy bound within energies, 
 Attuned to the spirit winds,
 Born within the heart of God, 
 For nothing else could make such things,
 Yet things have a common fate of ending, 
 Whereas our souls only begin. 

 With all these energies within us, 
 We sell amidst a sea of thought, 
 Connected with a universe of souls, 
 Bonded with a kiss to the heart of God, 
 Thoughts of love flow to the Song of Life,
 Energy from our hearts unto the whole.

Sunday, June 25, 2017


Distance is the time,
It takes to traverse space,
Yet time is an invention,
Created to measure change,
Velocity is required,
To change place in space,
Yet position and velocity,
Won't measure at the same time.

Yet distance implies size,
Which does not exist in physics,
Though we can only see,
What we can resolve,
Yet it takes energy to see,
Which is the same as matter,
Which Einstein understood,
In his most famous equation.of all.

So what is the matter,
If matter is the same as energy,
As energy adds weight,
To all things with mass?
It is that all things are particles,
Made of energy rotating in strings,
Connected at each end,
To yet other strings of energy.

So as all things are formed,
Of energy in structure,
With energy between them,
In what is seen as empty space,
Then there can be no real distance,
As there is always real connection,
It is if as all things,
Are always face to face.

This is why two hearts together,
Never can be separated,
Even when they are standing,
On continents apart,
For the energy connecting,
Every one of us and God,
Is exactly the reason why,
I can feel your heart.

Friday, April 28, 2017

The Potter's Hands

 In speaking with others, 
 Trapped in the day, 
 We cannot understand, 
 Coming back from tomorrow, 
 We cannot perceive, 
 Looking forward to the past,
 Within the lineage of moments, 
 Waiting all day for tomorrow, 
 Imagination lies trapped and stifled,
 Inside a fragment of possibility. 

 We are given free will to pray, 
 To God who is outside of time, 
 Not trapped within pages of the story, 
 Having to turn one by one, 
 God sees each spread before him, 
 Laid out upon the table, 
 Not limited in his focus, 
 Seeing decisions before they happen, 
 Knowing our joy before we feel it, 
 With patience God waits for us. 

 We ask in painful voices, 
 For things God already knows, 
  For needs God has already met, 
 We just have not seen the answer, 
 Trapped on the slow path in time, 
 Trying to catch up to the moment, 
 Where the answer finally comes clear, 
 Then we see the power of love, 
 Changing reality just like clay,
 Being shaped in the potter's hands. 

 And now comes the hidden truth, 
 For this love is a power God gave, 
 Even though we have weak hands,
 The heart never can fail,
 As we act in each others lives, 
 Making change that shakes the earth, 
 Spreading like fire between souls, 
 Which I see burning in your eyes, 
 Which is why nothing seems impossible, 
 When I see life through the heart. 

Wednesday, April 19, 2017

The Light of Death

 Imagine a light, 
 Which feeds the darkness, 
 Imagine a light, 
 From the crushing of life, 
 Within a dark star,
 Where physics is lost, 
 With gravity so great, 
 Nothing can escape, 
 With gravity so great, 
 Nothing survives.  

 There is a place, 
 Where reality ends,
 There is a place, 
 Time slows to a stop, 
 When matter comes in, 
 Dark energy leaves, 
 Through space and time, 
 Radiating out, 
Eating through time,
Winding down.

 This energy of entropy,
 Is it the reason for time?
 This energy of entropy,
 Is it the cause of change?
 Trees rising and falling,
 Lives beginning and ending,
 Where souls take shape,
 Standing on the edge of forever,
 Where  souls take shape,
 Upon this temporal stage.

 There is a great force,
 Countering energy of change,
 There is a force,
 Against which nothing can stand,
 For the meaning of love,
 Is letting go of fear,
 It is the beginning of creation,
 From which reality flows,
  It is the beginning of creation,
 Overcoming death itself.

 Love is true light,
 Only coming from the heart,
 Love is true life,
 Only seen from the heart,
 Bending the laws of physics,
 Changing the rules of time,
 Life becomes renewed,
 From the force that never falters,
 Life becomes renewed,
 Outshining the light of death.