In today's society
Without giving it much thought
We all feel that we are free
To spit in the face of God

We cover up our sinfulness
With a list of does and don'ts
Never taking blame in full
Spitting in the face of God

Not paying much attention
With all the noise surrounding us
Out of sight, out of mention
Spitting in the face of God

We find there's nothing new
In this life under the sun
From day one it's what we've done
Spitting in the face of God

There will come a day when it's too late
With forgiveness being sought
Having had the chance, we passed on it
To instead, spit in the face of God

Do my eyes behold something strange?
You were safe and cozy waiting for me to return from my walk.
Walking on the roads to avoid the trees because of potential thunder on this stormy day.
Decked out in rain gear and my trusty umbrella.
As I walk up the hill heading home, my eyes fill with tears because my beloved is in our car and is coming to rescue me on a stormy morning.
He said, you would call if there was a problem but then I heard the rain coming down fiercely.
I cried as my bespectacled knight in our car drove me home.

C@rainbowchaser2023

The sky is roaring darkness
Trumpeting fiery uncertainties
Great soul don't buckle under
The weight of the Leviathan
My soul keep hope alive infinite
My spirit keep hope high in infinity
The morning of glory'll surely dawn
With ominous clouds disappearing
As golden rainbows hold reign
In immortality of glorious beauties.

When everything is monetized
And only tears are free
I think it’s time we realized
That’s not how life should be.

When you post your life on line
In hopes of earning cash
It should become a flashing sign
That it will one day crash.

Important things will fade away
In the rush to make a buck
Your only purpose every day,
To have financial luck

You’ll conjure up click-worthy memes
And pay no mind that they’re not real
That nothing’s really as it seems
As long as it’s part of the deal.

The boom will fall, that’s how it goes
And you’ll be left out in the rain
To learn what everybody knows
The lust for loot just causes pain.
                 ljm

navel gazer
head in the clouds
yes

the inner you
the cloud of unknowing
yes

as we sit within the moment
accepting a bigger picture
constantly evolving around us

sat within the squall (the surrounding sea always close)
a month or more gone to record history
one wonders if flat calm will ever return.

and so abandoning oneself to meditation
to listening to the centre
where all things are resolved (would seem to be a wise course of action)