Wayne Smith Poet Rhyme

Loving Life

All the little things we do for others builds a fortune in return. 
The bridges we cross should be blessed with flower seeds instead of torches that burn. 
There indeed is a thing called Carma which in essence is the frequency sent out and returns in a manafold respect.
With acts of vengence and words of strife always returns to the one issuing the response and neglect.

There is a deep mystical metaphysical meaning to this precious opportunity to explore life and all its glories.
A time to share, a time to weep, a time for joy and woes adding to the creators endless stories.
Once the perception clears in finding everything is one and One is everything there is only expansion.
Bringing only the cream of the crop to the very top for your eternal provided mansion.

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Speaks Volumes September 16, 2023 at 2:03 AM missing you!

Speaks Volumes August 20, 2023 at 10:06 AM You words as always are profound. There is a righteousness in your words Wayne. Your words seem to come from a pure heart delving into the perception of what is and what should be. I find solace in your words, and although I am not a soulful thinker, I understand what you say.. I very much appreciate reading this. Thank you. Your words lead to the right path. Every best wish from SV Wayne Smith September 7, 2023 at 9:32 AM Thank you so much for uplifting words of encouragement.