Some Folk
Some folk only believe what
they, themselves believe –
certain there are no true
flat surfaces, rounding square
corners to their own perspective
of earth. Thank God,
Christ's apostles kept an
open mind and heart! We
see only a fraction of the
Universe inside of us – thinking
of Heaven's castles in the sky,
roads of gold needing no maintenance –
not a crack nor blemish
in a single heart
All is a spiritual projection:
the only real anyone knows
is love...and even on this we
cannot agree always as to time
and place –
Copyright © Joe Dimino | Year Posted 2022
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