Love's Like A Shoestring

It feels that our love is more like a shoestring
although it appears to be such a good thing,
and all that we have now which is readily seen
may either be too loose or tight for us between.

If we continue on the path that we are both going
and it still seems little of each other are knowing,
instead of drawing us closer as true love demands
will see us moving further apart into distant lands.

Like people being scattered about in more than one direction
their progress is dependant on overcoming this real defection.
That we may have with each other in finding our true calling
and will help us both walk the path of grace in mutual loving.
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So Near, Yet So Far

With each new day that comes along
my heart bursts out with another song
of love and longing for that which is
always calling me like an eternal whiz.
'So near yet so far' is a term often used
to describe the distance which is abused
between us and that which is our goal
and all we have to do is realise our soul.
We'll find sooner or later the Treasured Pearl
around which all of our existence does whirl.
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Note:
This poem appears in my unpublished book along with two other poems on the same page under the title of 'Three By Ten'. I have herein given it a new title for this submission.
Please see also my other poem titled 'Within Us'.

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To My Higher Self

What can I say, please tell me what can I do
everything that happens is so because of You
You are the core and essence of my life
looking after my needs like a loving wife

I can't do without You for even a moment
which is almost as if we are in atonement
Remembrance of You removes all my fear
being the only one I hold really most dear

I hope that this does not sound vain
for if it does would cause much pain
You are my one and only beloved friend
with me always from the start to the end

You know me better than anyone else does
that's why confidng in You gives me a buzz
This usually keeps me going most of the time
and so it's almost as if I'm living on a rhyme

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The Bee's Song

I’m a busy bee
can’t you see?
that whatever I do
is for the honey due.

I habitually fly all around from tree to flowers
usually during the warmth of the sunny hours,
and when I’ve gathered as much as I can carry
I fly quickly away back home and do not tarry.

I gather nectar and bring it home
and in this task I’m not ever alone.
In doing my daily work I’m so pre-occupied
I can’t really afford to just sit around inside.

I live in a hive with drones of my kind serving a sovereign queen
and together we all go about our daily business being very keen.
We’re generally praised very highly for the work that we do
as it is our unique nature to make honey from morning dew.

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Relationships

It’s in the greater scheme of things
we often fail to see the true relation
that one thing has or shares with another.
Like one who doesn’t see past their nose
of those things which are very immediate and obvious.

There are always many hidden relationships
particularly between people of give and take
that to grasp some idea let alone fathom
the depth of a situation given or implied
requires insight into the workings of mind and nature.

The real significance of a good or true relationship occurring
is the fruition of the search for love in the dim or recent past.
And only those who have unraveled
the mystery of their own existence
may appreciate and assess these subtle aspects of life.

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Emailed Poem To A Couple Of Old Friends

A long time its been no see or hear
yet in my mind both of you are dear.
I wonder if at some time or other
we all could perhaps get together.
Though I don't like to intrude
on people's privacy or be rude.

But with old friends it's a little different
and the two of you have been absent,
from the local scene in melbourne town
it's almost as if you have both outgrown,
and become detached and other worldly
into the country side where now you be.

If you are too busy it comes as no surprise
one can only hope and somehow devise
the means by which contact is made
and the parties involved are not afraid.
It would be good to hear from the both of you
a short reply to this message, please will do.

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Thanksgiving

O my dear Lord and Beloved God
I thank You for
the sun and the rain, the wind and the snow
and all that helps us to prosper and grow.
The moon and the stars in the night sky,
the clear mountain stream that flows down by.

The plants and the trees all growing in the meadow and field
that we can cultivate and harvest for what they have to offer and yield,
for our livelihood and sustenance in our daily life
and for Thy rules and regulations to avoid all strife.

For the inner Divine light and sound of Thy most precious Word
which inspite of everything else can still be seen and heard.
For Thy divine grace and love felt in our daily devotions to Thee
which will eventually help us all to realise that we are free.

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The Divine Friend

You are in my mind and in my heart
and in reality we are never apart

though in forgetfulness I go my separate way
only to return again after I've gone astray.

When our need is great
and we just can't wait

we turn to You with all our might
regardless of whether we are right

asking of Thee many things with much zeal
irrespective if they are imagined or real.

You listen to our requests like a loving mother
and supply all our needs like a knowing father.

As children to their elders we relate to You
and You resemble a friend who is always true.

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That State Of Existence

Sunny days followed by moonlit nights
mankind is enjoying nature's delights.
When people are in harmony with themselves and see the light
all things appear to be colourful, meaningful, positive and bright.
They can witness the hand of the Invisible guiding them along
on the path back to that place from which they've gone wrong.
Paradise does exist still and some have found it again;
it's for each individual to begin the sacred quest then.
That state of existence we had forsaken so long ago
is verily all right here within our grasp for us to know.
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Note:
This poem appears in my unpublished book along with two other poems on the same page under the title of 'Three By Ten'. I have herein given it a new title and slightly modified it also.

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The Level Playing Field

A few words need to be said about the level playing field
and the relative benefits to those concerned it does yield.
If those who are in authority are not impartial in their ways
the effect of this is reflected back to all no matter who plays.

There are however some exceptions to the rule
regardless of what we have all learnt at school.
Whether it be sport, business, industry, research or education
the level playing field applies to each and every situation.

When certain people are prejudiced towards one person or group
and show too much favor for one party then the other they'll dupe.
This practice is known to be a form of much corruption and deceipt
and should be recognised by all those who're in the grip of receipt.
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