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Enter Poem or Quote (Required)Required As We Stroll Along Lanes Of Truth, Lies Or Convenient Illusions But if truth and light grace your soul And a wisdom shields heart and mind, You may in life hope for the best As we stroll along lanes of truth, lies or convenient illusions And either we come to know or not know That to this dark world- we are less than nothing. O truth! Does life and love gift all we need As that gaze from stars crying while looking down We then, that are not born of eternal seeds Wade through this ever changing realm Mired in the darkness which patiently lies, waiting within! In love we think we are flowers blooming forever In gardens devoid of decay Yet invisible beyond that veil Are powers that seethe in anger Things that seek to destroy, and eat us alive. Such foreboding exists, as does ground beneath bare and roaming feet Although in blindness we see only with limited sight we have Prone to seek peace, love and beauty, We conjure up fantasies and dreams Illusions that quell our deep and internal fears! Ah, gone are days of the magical gods They which could be insured to take the blame Those that set us into perils, into savage wars In our ignorance we saw- the gods played and wreaked havoc As we, heaped upon this world mysterious gifts of darkness And paraded forth as if living was a mere game A thing which we mastered, a monster we truly controlled. And in that deception we saw imagined gods that we had conquered And we imagined the Gods that we had become-through our magnificent being! Robert J. Lindley, May 20th 1989 Verse Note: Deleted
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