I Was Here A While
I was here as the last breeze unfurls
To see the waves last few curls
What shall become of me afterwhile
Waiting for the moon I think I'll
Make my peace watching the ocean meet the sky
Pondering all those things that no one knows why
While the sun's last rays stand in the way
The moon has no place to play
I was here a while on this tiny sphere
Vibrating to the ocean"s roar so clear
In the earth's blink of her eye
Even a billion years after I die
To this marble I'll be dead for sure
In God's gift to the universe I'll remain obscure
A life of searching for where I fit
Maybe all I can do is imagine it
Not to forever live
Only mere moments does he give
Each a blessing
To be possessing
Beyond my time the future lays
And what may happen in those days
For I have no way to know
What may come and what may go
When my last breeze blows
And my final wave goes
All those moments of joy and pain
Will be lost like tears in the rain
LOVE has dug deep
Deep sea diving into depth
Finding all sorts of rubbish
Places where knowledge is inept
After many eons, here we are
At the door of the gap
On a throne of lapis lazuli
Is a WORM covered in jasmine sap
Who opened that door
The program was safe and secure
Ah yes that kind of creature
Has always been, a fisherman's lure
Entering in at the open mouth
And replicating self until TRUTH is smothered
Possessing trusting windows and and doors
Until the full board is locked down and mothered
You can't be irritated about the worm
When desire brought the mind to wander
Instead of counting blessings and running the race
The illusion brought the heart to a fonder
...gaze at the stars
Written by Trudy Schrader on 08-28-2026
Deciduous trees shed withered leaves.
Amazing Autumn firmly believes
in glossy glittered charming luster.
on awesome Autumn in classy cluster
Camellia starting in late Summer
flourish in glory gay glamour
dazzling dancing in Autumn Colour
on. vibrant brilliant splendid armour.
Yellow-bronze curly chrysanthemum,
Longer blooming sparkling spectrum
Apples look dark dense deep intense red.
Maple leaves show fire-glow in shiny shade.
Wonderful Autumn exhibits fire-flier.
blazing brightening Autumn's behaviour.
Autumn leaves, Autumn flowers claim
to glaze in reddish fire like flame
Autumn Joy possessing flat heads,
Rose-pink flowers turning bronze-red
blazing brightening Autumn's behavior.
Autumn breathes in fervent fervour.
Autumn exudes divine Artist’s glow
Red leaves blend with gold heaps below.
Nature shows midst radiant bliss
Grand iridescence sight can’t miss.
As hues change, distinct in each strand
Orange foliage sheds green brand.
Blest to expose much blessings flow
Fall’s yields abound against dearth blow.
Marked well by colorful harvest
Exalting God’s perfection best.
Possessing awesome beauty’s worth
It’s a marvelous season on earth.
Bestowed with thanksgiving cheer
Autumn’s breath bursts hope, divinely near.
When the last wind blows
and my final wave goes
what shall become of me
said the sea to the sky
wanting to know why
there was no moon to feel
The sun blocked the way
growing bigger each day
touching the atmosphere
boiling all oceans clear
in the blink of an eye
a billion years after I die
It’s a whore to be sure
I’ll be dead and obscure
a victim of God’s gift
or universal thrift
and there’s nothing I
can do but imagine it
I don’t need to live forever
only in the brief moments
I never wanted to end
when life forgot to pretend
that every day’s a blessing
or one worth possessing
The future beyond me
will happen or not maybe
I’ve no way of knowing
once my mind is gone
and totally withdrawn
on the mad house lawn
so when the last wind blows
and my final wave goes
those moments were enough
to have felt it all
within the tidal squall
of weal and woes
And I trusted the flow
went with it sometimes
more often capsized
under a swell of lies
mostly of my own making
for believing them true
* * *
I don’t have immortality ~ just some moments that make life worthwhile
Oh, come all ye weary, and come all ye lost
Come taste of His water and bread without cost
See, freely He offers to boundlessly give
And only in Him shall our souls ever live
Yea, blessed are the poor ones, for ye shall He fill
And ye shall drink comforts on His holy hill
Oh, come all ye wealthy—yet one thing you lack
Surrender all treasures and hold nothing back
Give all to the Master, and humble your souls
For only in Him shall our hearts be made whole
To enter His Kingdom—that one narrow door
Become like a servant, and be like one poor
And ye shall be filled with a wealth not from earth
With unending joy—peace of infinite worth
Oh, come all possessing—pretend you have naught
Become like a child—one easily taught
And you shall find treasures no man could afford
Leave all and come follow our merciful Lord
Nature embracing Earth have broad reach
to nourish, support and enrich
Ecosystem participating at random
in cosmic curriculum
exhibiting wide spectrum
through versatility,
dynamism and vitality.
Vast oceans, rivers, mountains,
deserts, volcanoes, fountains
going through formation , reformation,
or destruction , extinction !
Natural happenstances —-
Infinite number of instances.
Life is also running through initiation
evolution and extinction
ceaseless continuous
on broad reach simultaneous.
Holding broad reach, Nature possessing so many aspects
presenting , also representing non-living and living objects.
What does the future promise
that the present does not have
A gentle moon, nights serene
lambent insights, starry scenes
What the present has, the future scorns
possessing what’s not yet born
A glimpse of paradise here on earth
~ if death be infinite worth
"Sharp light
inhales beauty
possessing blood
numb and still
leaving no crumbs."
“I have no body or bodilessness, nor have I intelligence, mind, and senses. How shall I speak of attachment and detachment? I am free from disease - my form has been extinguished.”
Waves have form without possessing desire,
as a part of the vast, formless ocean,
dancing as does each flicker of a fire,
embracing and releasing emotion,
still at the core, outwardly in motion.
There then thus is nothing for us to do,
as heart delights feeling bliss beats renew.
Here comes his ghost again, clutching old fears
Haunting me while I strive for sleep
His guitar lullaby still rings in my ears
The cadence’s grip on my soul to keep
I sense his energy and start to cry
His sadness weighs heavy on my heart
He creeps into my thoughts as rest looms nigh
This ache inside deeply tears me apart
In the hush of darkness he lurks unseen
A phantom of my grief that has no resolution
Awake or dreaming, perhaps somewhere in between
I seek meaning while suffering in shadows of seclusion
He spooks me by his lack of empathy
His coldness sends a shiver down my spine
This incessant ghosting won’t set me free
Possessing all matter in this space of mine
He’s hiding, but watches with curiosity
My realm holds boundaries that terrify him
He manipulates my sensitivity with muffled atrocity
In his company I share a misery so dim
His ghost is covert and mute of reflection or care
A stark apparition I’ve always seen right through
His kiss disappears as a lost whisp of air
Carrying my spirit that perished as he withdrew
Time does not change --
distance and consciousness
does. Things can work for
entirely different reasons than
thought. Man has many grafted
bibles. To some, Science is a
truer messiah. Love, then, par for course,
to the same mindset, is a mere figment.
Man conjuring up what he believes he
needs – thinking what he imagines
he cannot exist without.
My well-searched opinion,
Love is not Love until it is clarified, rendered
a unifying reality. Released from the palm of
Ego Driven Grip. Freedom, a double-edged sword.
Possessing both lengths of good and evil.
There is no dragon's fiery breath,
no black knight's sword that deals death,
no creature of the land or sea
that could keep me from possessing thee.
There is no thing that I could find,
not strong ale nor sweet wine,
even Merlin's herbs and such
pale beside My Lady's touch.
There is no rose that could smell as sweet,
no maiden fair that I might meet;
no blazing star in the sky above
could ever outshine my Lady Love.
There is no challenge I would not take,
no quest too bold for me to make,
no ties from which I would not part
to win my fairest Lady's heart.
On my honor this I swear,
all my life with you I'll share,
I pledge my sword, my heart, my name,
pray tell me My Lady you'll do the same.
I know who this man of means is...
I know who this man is
with so many poses and possessions...
This corporate man.
incorporated, all bodied...
I know his intimate afflictions,
his fears and his needs...
I know his struggle not to be a living legend,
But a real man...
Not to become an icon so not to lose,
his legacy of humanity...!
I know he knows the evil do, perpetrate
this easy...
He knows the cruel trap that
brings unhappiness...
He knows the deep boredom
of having everything, possessing everything...
Hw knows about morbid desires
from the enemies who want to naked him suffer...
From the eagerness of the false to enjoy
his flashes, possessions and attributes!
I know who this man boy is,
bold warrior who fights and toils
so as not to lose simplicity...!
I that know this simple side well
of complicated life... the normal way
of taking things... I declare and affirm:
I am a friend who defends this person
and his integrity...
His honesty !
Helebores Niger
Pure white wintertime roses
Unblemished by frost
When sprinkled with snow
They reflect every sunrise
Symbolic of hope
These flower of peace
Possessing dark undertones
Yet outwardly pure
11 / 5 / 2025.
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