Example #1:
My Bouquet
Some days I sing, some days I cry.
My soul's the one determines why.
Sometimes it laughs, sometimes it mourns.
On
my bouquet are many thorns.
Wake up each day, face a dark cloud.
My happiness wrapped in a shroud.
The
day begins; to me it scorns.
On my bouquet are many thorns.
Lay down my head, dark nights begun.
With the
sad setting of the sun.
From all my sorrows my heart mourns.
On my bouquet are many thorns.
Copyright © 2003 Floria Kelderhouse
Example #2:
Beyond Mere Mind
A blue-white light appeared to me
at the innocent age of three.
Guiding me strongly, yet so kind,
beyond horizons
of mere mind.
Given choices, each step I took,
good would tingle and evil shook.
Some paths in life, perhaps, would wind
beyond
horizons of mere mind.
At times, I stumbled into pits,
drowning in darkness - causing fits.
Again, I'd see that blue-white find
beyond
horizons of mere mind.
As long as I have energy,
onward, I go, on Life's journey.
Spirit, nothing will ever bind,
beyond horizons of
mere mind.
Copyright © 2003 James Dean Chase