Perception Filter

Are the things we see, 

 What we wish to see, 

 Or are they really there? 

 The sun traverses the sky, 

 Or is it the Earth spinning? 

 Are solid objects solid?

 Or is reality grinning? 

 Are your walls standing still, 

Traveling thousands of miles an hour?

 They are appearing still, 

 As you are traveling with them, 

 Through time and space, 

 In our solar system, 

 And yet that system travels faster still, 

 Around the center of the galaxy, 

 A beautiful thrill. 

 What appears a dull gray rock, 

 Is indeed a sparkling dance, 

 Energy holding hands, 

 Twirling in the space of matter, 

 The air around us, 

 Always full of charge, 

 With many answers coming, 

 The mystery remains at large, 

 Yet physics is just a reflection, 

 Of the complexities of life, 

 While circumstances are nearing, 

 The heart is always endearing,

 Remaining faithful to God above, 

 Our source of enduring love, 

 When all of life seems a kilter, 

  Truth burns through perception's filter. 

Absolute

For my friend John

I remember my days performing whitewater rescues.   Most would imagine that the difficulty would be in getting the rope to the person in the water, in order to rescue him or her. The real challenge was to get that person to be aware  of the solution, in spite of all of the noise of distraction in the immediate situation. Many times in life we face the same  issue until we come to a place of silence, peace, or focus and allow the solution to come to us.

 Absolutes are a necessity, 

 For truth to be found, 

 For meaning to be known, 

 And for life to be lived, 

 For there must be foundation, 

 To take a stand, 

 There must be a foothold, 

 To take a step, 

 Without such confidence, 

 The heart sees confusion, 

 Doubt leads unto fear, 

 And the heart seeks illusions,

 Yet without foundations, 

 The  mind sinks in darkness, 

 Heart embraced  by the abyss, 

 The soul plummets into Hell.

  Both heat and moisture, 

 Are required to make weather, 

 Without the presence of both, 

 Only wind may remain, 

 Yet with both in place, 

 The combinations are endless, 

 And prediction becomes an art, 

 To foresee hail mixed with rain,

 While to see requires light, 

 As light is made of photons, 

 Being there and around us, 

 Even when It is too weak to see, 

 It is energy converted, 

 As heat energy releases, 

 Abating the darkness, 

 Bringing peace to our eyes. 

 For our eyes see creation, 

 Creation requires a creator, 

 A creator requires appreciation, 

 Through the creation of love, 

 Proving truth and consequence, 

 Showing right clear from wrong, 

 As the fruit of both actions, 

 Will bring either joy or pain, 

 Though energy is not created, 

 One form leads to another, 

 As with love risking pain, 

 Through sacrifice in action, 

 Creates bonds between souls, 

 Forming strength to overcome, 

 Defying death through life lived, 

 For God's love is absolute.