Thoughts on metaphysics and life
The more I separated from the divine,
I was clouded by the misty wall.
The misty wall was all I could see,
Without your lenses through the deep.
The more I pursue despite the lies,
I can see you and me harmoniously.
As long as you’re here with me,
There’s nothing and nowhere I cannot be.
And as long as you’re here with me,
I can just be,
Conquer mountains
In front of me.
He asked his father,
What can I do?
It feels like check mate,
I’ve tried everything,
I feel as though,
The weight on my shoulders
Is crippling me now.
Do I lay down?
And let the current sweep me away?
And allow the weight of the tide
To pull me down?
He said to his son,
What is unwavering faith and boldness
And persevering despite doubt?
The son replied I don’t know.
His father replied,
It’s to not know,
And still believe, despite reason.
It’s to say, I don’t understand,
But father I know you have a way,
And I won’t stop nagging,
Until my promise is fulfilled,
And my mission is complete.
Stuck in a spider’s web,
Surrounded by the sticky silk.
Though I push and strain away,
The sticky silk forcibly remains.
The world is in my forefront view.
Behind remains the sticky silk,
My arms and legs stuck on it.
Another pull, another strain,
I know the creator will come through,
Like always.
As I seek myself through his loving eyes,
There’s nothing I cannot do,
From this dwelling place of divine.
There’s always the forefront view,
And the next step will land me there,
Next to him,
To another world free from silk,
The enemies and monsters
Remain in the rear view web.
As I break free of the sticky web,
And pull through to the front again,
What was once a fear,
Is now a gift,
As I dwell,
With the monsters in my bed.
Fearless and laughing,
At the horror I gave them.
Today the price seems fair,
To discover myself
Through the despicable web.
Sometimes you lose yourself,
To find yourself once again.
An unending journey,
To fine tune our gifts.
Until our mission is complete,
And our destiny fulfilled.
When you look within,
There’s a destiny and plan.
Of uphill, detour
All to the master plan.
For every journey there’s scavenged land,
Of delays, mountains and the victorious hand.
A journey through the mist and sand.
In a broken world and a perfect world,
A new world of different facets.
A world of greed and generous deeds.
A journey of steep hills,
Of fate and nights of agony,
Of triumph, falls, and breakthroughs.
It’s all a choice
As we smile and reminisce,
The journey of age.
For without darkness,
There cannot be light.
Without failure,
There cannot be success.
Without trials,
There cannot be patience.
Without contrast,
There cannot be a humanity.
Without challenges,
There cannot be triumph.
For the world exists
Where opposites work together.
To create a world
Of correlation
An extension of each other.
To create change,
And a peaceful nation.
Where we all strive for greatness.
We start on the journey,
Fired up with faith,
Telling ourselves all types of things,
To stay in the game.
Declaring out loud,
We’ll never turn back,
We’re victors and not quitters,
Among the pact.
Then adversities come,
Knocking at the door,
Demanding to give in,
And forget what we know.
Everything can be a mystery,
And a puzzle,
In a deep world,
Of right or wrong.
We grapple with peace,
In a world of love and hate,
Our perspective is damaged,
As we march along in rage.
Let’s lose the self sabotaging lens,
Receive the divine,
And remember our core.
It’s a journey,
Of trial and error,
As we follow our soul.
Intuition and choices,
Delays and detours,
All leading back
To God.
As we contemplate and reflect,
We conclude,
There’s no right or wrong,
Simply experiences, remembering,
And intuition,
To guide us back home.
Out of depression and sadness,
Came a desire for peace and happiness.
Out of sickness came a desire for wellness.
Out of judgment came a desire for respect.
Out of challenges and adversities,
Came a desire for victory.
Out of all these obstacles, desires were born,
And without desire, there’s nothing to reach.
And without adversities,
There is no triumph.
And without it all,
There is no journey.
Everyone has a reason for who they are today, as we all have a story that brought us to this present moment. The good and the bad shapes us into the person we are meant to become. Everything works together for our good as the triumph and adversities mold us into the essence of who we are and who we are to become. Danny G.