My moments do not make a line
But one eternal round
My past can never chain me down
For choice remains unbound
My past consists of memory
With meaning I assign
Each moment I create anew
This blessed life of mine
The future too does not exist
Except in my mind’s eye
The implications of my acts
Lie clear to see (or deny)
I pre-create in matter fine
My true prosperity
Building spirit templates that
Will yield their fruit for me
Each moment - indivisible
A bright & glowing sphere
Is where in faith I plant the seeds
Of that which will appear
One eternal round of truth
One eternal round of love
One eternal round below
One eternal round above
Dec 23, 2019
Dec 23, 2019 at 12:21 PM UTC
My moments do not make a line
But one eternal round
My past can never chain me down
For choice remains unbound
My past consists of memory
With meaning I assign
Each moment I create anew
This blessed life of mine
The future too does not exist
Except in my mind’s eye
The implications of my acts
Lie clear to see (or deny)
I pre-create in matter fine
My true prosperity
Building spirit templates that
Will yield their fruit for me
Each moment - indivisible
A bright & glowing sphere
Is where in faith I plant the seeds
Of that which will appear
One eternal round of truth
One eternal round of love
One eternal round below
One eternal round above
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