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Michael Philpot Poem
The power of creation, the essence of manifestation,
Everything that is in existence, this brought it to fruition,
Now how can one grasp the fact, that thought is what gave birth to creation,
Or how can one realize, that mind over matter is an exact equation,
Mathematical secrets that only the wise can wonder,
That this earth's formation was no evolutionary blunder,
Intelligent design is the master of it all,
So without the knowledge of consciousness, you will continue to fall,
But true understanding of self brings forth consciousness to the light,
To manifest control over this earthly plane that we all call life,
Now ponder, contemplate, and realize, that your whole life you've been fed lies,
Because within yourself is where the truth lies, hidden in stealth now recognize,
Copyright © Michael Philpot | Year Posted 2024
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Michael Philpot Poem
God grant me the strength, to fight the good fight of faith,
God grant me the courage, to stand up to all the troubles that shall come along the way,
God grant me the wisdom, to know that you have it all under control even when I can't see my path,
God grant me the perseverance, to keep going even when I've given it all I have,
God grant me the humility, to humble myself under your mighty hand,
And God grant me the understanding, so that when I hear you, I will always understand,
Copyright © Michael Philpot | Year Posted 2024
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Michael Philpot Poem
Your beauty knows no bounds, therefore it can't be contained,
And your many attempts to conceal it, have truly been in vain,
You were crafted by the hand of God, true art at its best,
That is why your beauty shines brighter than all the rest,
Only a fool could not appreciate, the elegance of such a gem,
Even diamonds and rubies are jealous of you, because you're far more gorgeous than them,
I'd give my all to possess, an angel so divine,
And I'd cherish you with every breathe, if you ever were to become mine,
Copyright © Michael Philpot | Year Posted 2024
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Michael Philpot Poem
It's never too late to celebrate,
Celebrate life for it's a gift,
Celebrate the stranger's smile that gave you a lift,
Celebrate the wonder of love and its grace,
Celebrate God's touch placed upon your face,
We must even celebrate what we do not have,
Because with God's help it's within our grasp,
It's never too late to celebrate,
Never forget this for it's true,
It's never too late to celebrate
Celebrate your whole life through,
Copyright © Michael Philpot | Year Posted 2023
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