This is for enlightened poetry, In motion, That flows like an ocean. If you know this song, And don't get it wrong, Like golem? In search for the ring. You can have your own column, In the Wiz and a, Oz rhyme, It's really sublime, Every time. Now this isn't some drug, That is ate by a slug, Yet a secret in the heart. That all you have to do is start. So open the door, On the forum and thread! If what is heard, Isn't said in fear, And dread! Then we may hear your call, And as one we may walk tall.

Many say we don't see God;What do we expect,When we are being a sod?Call him all the time,Blaspheme and think it's fine;Don't we realize,This is a crime?When we really fall,What happens,When we call?Then we blame God instead,For letting our lives,Have ...

"Only through your mind, is there existence."Yet what is existence;But to live.So don't let the tongue go so far,As to eclipse the star of grace that we are.For in our mind we may dwell,Yet there is this as well.

With many unhappy and depressed in a world they can't fix alone, they strive for a form of acceptance by being better then the rest; at least this is what we have been taught to do by Babylon.

A poem encompassing parts of the essence of love.

A poem correlating the world's religions as one.

A unity of ideas, where God is easily defined.

What are the main causes of Judgement Day, and is it rectifiable?

The world has deceived its Self theologically, due to having a tendency to idolise its Self.

A Parable of the seed taken into gardening as poetry...

Now with many children lost with a simple fairy tale of the birds and the bees, here is a version; that makes a lot more sense this way.

Peter means stone and was therefore what Isaiah was referring to, Yeshua wasn't and named Simon this to confirm it.

How life is so much like the ocean as a Parable in poetry...