A little poem...

[Guest guest]

I posted a little poem at another site, that I felt I want to share

with you guys. I hope you don't disapprove...

 

It falls so plain from the tree

the apple unto the ground

yet her lips agape smelling the voice of abandon

she is left quite well behind

 

The desert is the sign of death

yet our master for his cause

explored the limits of human existance

to find out why the spirit of life was lost

 

Deep within her walls the child cries

again no reason for her alibis

where can she go now that jesus is dead

except into the sweet blossom of their wedding bed

 

Inside every thought is the seed

a human sort of blind greed

to remind you of what was once before

when you didn't need to put your faith in the lord

 

Little people fall apart

while the giants walked the earth

to taste the apple we once planted

for our master's delighted rebirth

 

Adam and Eve... and the serpent

the apple was my feast to take

from you and me we are here to partake

in this reality we co-create

 

Don't lie to me I won't lie to you

nothing you can do

nothing at all... this is for real

everything that you perceive, feel

all for us this moment of truth

don't get bogged down and make it out noose

we can still win this game

don't play small play big this hand

or else everything will turn out the same

as Atlantis, Lemuria beyond this we can

[Guest guest]

Beloved Richard, we love poetry! We even have a members' poetry

section on our website. Thank you so much for sharing this. Love

 

 

, " Richard Be X

Born " <richard.bexborn wrote:

>

> I posted a little poem at another site, that I felt I want to share

> with you guys. I hope you don't disapprove...

>

> It falls so plain from the tree

> the apple unto the ground

> yet her lips agape smelling the voice of abandon

> she is left quite well behind

>

> The desert is the sign of death

> yet our master for his cause

> explored the limits of human existance

> to find out why the spirit of life was lost

>

> Deep within her walls the child cries

> again no reason for her alibis

> where can she go now that jesus is dead

> except into the sweet blossom of their wedding bed

>

> Inside every thought is the seed

> a human sort of blind greed

> to remind you of what was once before

> when you didn't need to put your faith in the lord

>

> Little people fall apart

> while the giants walked the earth

> to taste the apple we once planted

> for our master's delighted rebirth

>

> Adam and Eve... and the serpent

> the apple was my feast to take

> from you and me we are here to partake

> in this reality we co-create

>

> Don't lie to me I won't lie to you

> nothing you can do

> nothing at all... this is for real

> everything that you perceive, feel

> all for us this moment of truth

> don't get bogged down and make it out noose

> we can still win this game

> don't play small play big this hand

> or else everything will turn out the same

> as Atlantis, Lemuria beyond this we can

>

[Guest guest]

thanks everyone.

Allison

 

 

novalees <Novalees

 

Friday, March 21, 2008 1:58:41 PM

Re: A little poem...

 

 

Beloved Richard, we love poetry! We even have a members' poetry

section on our website. Thank you so much for sharing this. Love

 

Kundalini-Awakening -Systems- 1 , " Richard Be X

Born " <richard.bexborn@ ...> wrote:

>

> I posted a little poem at another site, that I felt I want to share

> with you guys. I hope you don't disapprove.. .

>

> It falls so plain from the tree

> the apple unto the ground

> yet her lips agape smelling the voice of abandon

> she is left quite well behind

>

> The desert is the sign of death

> yet our master for his cause

> explored the limits of human existance

> to find out why the spirit of life was lost

>

> Deep within her walls the child cries

> again no reason for her alibis

> where can she go now that jesus is dead

> except into the sweet blossom of their wedding bed

>

> Inside every thought is the seed

> a human sort of blind greed

> to remind you of what was once before

> when you didn't need to put your faith in the lord

>

> Little people fall apart

> while the giants walked the earth

> to taste the apple we once planted

> for our master's delighted rebirth

>

> Adam and Eve... and the serpent

> the apple was my feast to take

> from you and me we are here to partake

> in this reality we co-create

>

> Don't lie to me I won't lie to you

> nothing you can do

> nothing at all... this is for real

> everything that you perceive, feel

> all for us this moment of truth

> don't get bogged down and make it out noose

> we can still win this game

> don't play small play big this hand

> or else everything will turn out the same

> as Atlantis, Lemuria beyond this we can

>

 

 

 

 

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