Put 'Goodness' of a good man on test.
In moderate clime it might appear best.
Examine the 'Goodness' in extremes.
It will be different from what it seems.
Leave 'Goodness' under the desert sun.
To help 'Goodness' there should be none.
With magnifying glass check its sphere.
Cracks and fissures are sure to appear.
Now place 'Goodness' on mountaintop.
Keep it in position with the help of prop.
Leave it in Bone-chilling cold and depart.
Within days it will crumble and fall apart.
Who is watching us?
How far does the chain go?
As we look at bacteria with a microscope,
As a child looks at a small bug with a magnifying glass,
Who is watching us?
Are we the bugs under the magnifying glass to others?
Sometimes I wonder
If such a thing is a possibility.
Will anyone ever know for sure?
Do the bugs under the magnifying glass or the bacteria under the microscope know we are watching them?
Or do they go on with there lives unknowing of our presence?
Are we as unknowing as them?
Who is really at the end of the magnifying glass?
I may have big baggy eyes
Brown and dark circled.
But in those same eyes,
Lies a life full of concern,maturity n security.
And love -faithful n everlasting.
Judge the inner me,the real me.
I have worry written on my face,
Only for you.
Ignore those blackheads or pimples,
They are a part of my face now.
That Maybelline makeup fails to beat the glow,
When I see you smiling with me.
I am beautiful.The way I am.
Accept me,the real me.
Don't love my face or my body,
Love my heart-That's what matters to me most.
I still like my natural hair,bouncy n curly.
Without all those straighteners or streaks.
What on earth has my hair got to do with my love for you?
people judge me everyday.
Snazzy chicks stare at me in horror.
Magnify me,peek into my eyes n say aloud to my face-
I LOVE YOUR HEART AND THE UNCONDITIONAL LOVE THAT RESIDES IN IT,WITHOUT ANY SINGLE THOUGHT ON WHAT PEOPLE THINK OR HOW DO YOU LOOK OR WHAT DO YOU WEAR.
A German Shepherd
puppy licking a leaf.
Lists of things he
longs to do longer than
the decoration of
the side of his nose.
in his lungs scratching
He keeps staring
beyond the glass
as if there
is a promise about
to be fulfilled.
The girl on
the deck twirls
telling the dog
he can't go in yet.
She needs to enjoy one
more rain drop.
A rain drop that magnifies
i'm a scrap yard magnified.
some sort of throat you choke
but not now.
we are plenty weak but we
we come from a last place
that has no reason,
we go from the last last place
that had any reason to be real.
and some some folks
wanna live forever
but not you and I....
wanna die for good
and that's the "Whatever"
however we love Us
We come in our joy
We come in our peace
We come in the middle
Of our darkest night
And our deepest turmoil
We magnify you lord
Through our spirit and
Love as we brothers
And sisters join hands
And allow your grace
And love and truth
To be magnified and
Reign upon this world
Let your holy reign take
Over and let your holy
Truth become our own
As we begin to become
More like you day by day
As we join in praise of your
Mighty glory and wonderful
Healing that you give to all
Of your children that seek
Your truth and your name
Give us strength to endure
So that we may magnify
You that much more fully
And allow our light and
Love to show to all of
The brothers and sisters
That are still stuck in the
Dark might know they
Are loved and magnified
By the same lord and spirit
That flows and magnifies
Us all if we can see it and
Feel it and truly know it
In our spirits and souls
We can begin to magnify
And strengthen everyone
Around us we become
Whole together in God
Underneath the microscope are all the fissures, cracks, and faults.
Trying to find the density of what things matter to us most.
Yet not all aspects have a visible measured weight.
Some may never tip a scale while others make our whole world shake.
We cannot change the way the seconds beat the clock.
Nor can we know the length of a road our feet have never walked.
Stumbling over mental cracks that turn to fissures facing faults.
Are we at the edge, or already falling as we try to magnify what matters to us.
If I ever catch myself criticizing something I don’t like about myself, that is neither a life threatening nor a destructive observation, I have to question my own thoughts and ask if this judgment is truth, or coming from a place of insecurity. If insecurity is the reason, which most times it is, I step out from underneath that microscope in which I stood, and walk into the light of reality. I realize that my purpose in life is not to analyze and dissection who I am, or even other people.
If we can shift our thinking, we can change our feelings. Our feelings control how we view the world and ourselves. Perception has power; it cradles both thinking and feelings.