A G E

 

A G E

Maturity

is n o t  a

function

o f   a g e

P L E D G E

 

P L E D G E

The o n l y

allegiance

w e ought

t o pledge

i s to t h e

G O S P E L

o f  L O V E

N U D G E

 

N U D G E

While we f e l l into

a world of fantasy

a soft touch will

nudge u s back

t o R E A L I T Y

* * *

When we wander off course

HEAVEN provides a nudge

t o correct o u r direction

b a c k onto the W A Y

F I N G E R

 

F I N G E R

We  a r e  to

focus o n the

direction the

finger is pointing

and not get

fixated o n

the finger

R E J E C T E D

 

R E J E C T E D

The mad idea which drew

us a w a y will be rejected

o n c e we find our W A Y

L O S I N G

 

L O S I N G

One thing w e are g o o d at is

losing our way and not finding

it again becomes the hard way

D I S C O V E R

 

D I S C O V E R

All is not l o s t we will discover

because we will find our w a y

back and eventually recover

A B A N D O N I N G

 

A B A N D O N I N G

W e set o f f on a journey o n l y to

find ourself alone b y abandoning

the only H O M E we have known

R E C T I F I E D

 

R E C T I F I E D

Dreaming up a world

o f separation & division

will be rectified once we

restore o u r VISION

D E F E N S E

 

D E F E N S E

T h e b e s t

defense  i s

t o give n o

o f f e n s e

F O R C E

 

F O R C E

It is not

about i s the

FORCE with us

but about are

we with the

F O R C E

W E L C O M E

 

W E L C O M E

We  a r e  to be t h e

WELCOME HOME

m o m e n t

to  each  other

and to our self

*  *  *

W e are to b e the

WELCOME HOME

m o m e n t

to one a n o t h e r

a n d to our S E L F

D I R E C T I O N

 

D I R E C T I O N

W h e n  there

i s  no go  t o

our FLOW

we are to

stop  &  find

new direction

U N F O R T U N A T E

 

U N F O R T U N A T E

Realizing our decision to leave was

an unfortunate moment of madness

we will allow the rescue effort set in

place to return us to our RIGHT MIND

B E C K

 

B E C K

BEAUTY we  encounter  and

moments of deep P E A C E

stir a beck a n d call back to

the REALM we chose to leave

P U L L S

 

P U L L S

W e  s e e m   t o b e

following a W A Y that

leaves all darkness behind

and pulls u s like a t r a c t o r

beam back towards the LIGHT

T H R U S T

 

T H R U S T

Having decided

to d e p a r t from

ALL that we KNOW

thrust us into a world

of what little we k n o w

I M P R E S S I O N

 

I M P R E S S I O N

LOVE is the operating system

o f HEAVEN where our world

has left a bad i m p r e s s i o n

C L A M O R

 

C L A M O R

Outside voices fill

t h e  air  w i t h

c l a m o r

while our

INNER VOICE

whispers L O V E

R O A M

 

R O A M

Realizing this world is no place

like HOME w e will eventually

d e c i d e to no longer r o a m

D I S C E R N

 

D I S C E R N

Finding t h e W A Y

is our main concern

with s o many roads

it is hard t o discern

P R A C T I C E

 

P R A C T I C E

We practice our

PERFECTION

i n  e v e r y

LOVING

m o m e n t

C L U E

 

C L U E

E v e r y moment s p e n t in

LOVE affords us some clue

it will c o m e to our rescue

E S C A P E

 

E S C A P E

With L O V E being  automatic in

HEAVEN it must be chosen here

so LOVE will b e our only escape

from the world we made in fear

P U Z Z L E

 

P U Z Z L E

Many who claim

to have the

whole puzzle

have a few

pieces missing

A T T R A C T I O N

 

A T T R A C T I O N

T    h    e

attraction

of LOVE

c a n n o t

be resisted

f o r e v e r

B E H I N D

 

B E H I N D

Death is much
harder on those

l e f t  b e h i n d

than on those

left for dead

L E A V E

 

L E A V E

The only

W A Y t o

leave o u r

w  o  r  l  d

is to LOVE

o u r WAY

out o f it

* * *

Having

chosen to

leave HEAVEN

the world

is on us

E V O L V E S

 

E V O L V E S

When romance

evolves into for

better or worse

w e  a r e  r a r e l y

prepared  for how

bad worse can get

B E T T E R

 

B E T T E R

Because this

world will never

be PERFECT

should not stop

us from trying to

make i t better

A D D R E S S I N G

 

A D D R E S S I N G

With much effort expended

on the o u t e r shell better

results would be found

b y addressing o u r

inner wardrobe

N A V I G A T E

 

N A V I G A T E

Having t o decide between better

and b e s t while trying to a v o i d

g o i n g from b a d to w o r s e we

navigate a world of unequal values

B E A C O N

 

B E A C O N

That STILL SMALL VOICE in every mind

is the b e a c o n we are to follow and

will lead us b a c k to what we left

like there is no t o m o r r o w

R E C O U R S E

 

R E C O U R S E

Trying to navigate a world in

conflict only m a k e s matters

w o r s e so finding h e l p along

the WAY is our only r e c o u r s e

P A R A B L E

 

P A R A B L E

There once was a son who

thought t o have f u n

and decided to go

his own way

So he packed up his bag

and saddled the stag

deciding to s e e

a new d a y

Some say his father could

no longer bother and

s e n t his o w n

son a w a y

But here is the scoop he just

plain flew the coop not

knowing h e would

go a s t r a y

Some say his trouble his

f a t h e r did funnel

the result of h i s

great dismay

But alas its not so its the

son d o n t you know

w h o created i t

on the w a y

The son now decided the

place h e resided w a s

nothing l i k e where

h e called H O M E

But misfortune had bred

a terrible dread f o r

the guilt he would

have to atone

As he walked up the path

he now saw at last the

place from which

he did r o a m

And his father was there

with nary a glare and

declared to his son

WELCOME HOME