D Poet K

Posted 16 Years Ago

The truth within your consciousness is like the horizon that recedes before you. As you journey towards your inner quest in the direction of the leading edge of your belief acceptance. And your knowledge and understanding of the prevailing path grows, the next ascending possibility will always beckon you forth. For wisdom brings together within the truth of your existence, your soul�s essence, in which is attained by your own experience. Pursue your goal of achieving the truth within your reality of consciousness, in the most direct manner. The paradox is of course, is that you are both the voyager and the pathway; the treasure that you seek is most often slumbering within you or undeveloped in your quest. It�s always within you and has always been and always will be. It has not been hidden from your sight, for the most part, it�s likely you have hidden from it, so wake it up, face it, and accept it, than use it, by becoming it.

Reality thru Consciousness

Jan/Uisiom
August/6/2008

Posted 16 Years Ago

send me read requests of the ones you want reviewed and i'll get to them later. :)

Posted 16 Years Ago

Yeeeah. =X

Posted 16 Years Ago

I am doing alright. =] How are you?

Posted 16 Years Ago

did u just recently joined this site? a couple of months ago....everyones poems were deleted by the owner by accident....he wrote a statement apologizing...and most of my work are lost forever......lots of people left this site becuz of this......so you should be carefull and back up all of your stuff...I guess its a lesson that u shouldnt rely on a website to save your stuff :(

Posted 16 Years Ago

thanks for your review of "Everybodys Crazy" but its very incomplete...the original version was deleted by the owner of this site...and i didnt back up the writing......so im reworking that poem from my memory..i shall send u the complete version when its done

Posted 16 Years Ago

Hola thanks for the add...I love your poems :)

Posted 16 Years Ago

Life Is Love
Ella Wheeler Wilcox


Is anyone sad in the world, I wonder?
Does anyone weep on a day like this,
With the sun above and the green earth under?
Why, what is life but a dream of bliss?

With the sun and the skies and the birds above me,
Birds that sing as they wheel and fly -
With the winds to follow and say they loved me -
Who could be lonely? O no, not I!

Somebody said in the street this morning,
As I opened my window to let in the light,
That the darkest day of the world was dawning;
But I looked, and the East was a gorgeous sight

One who claims that he knows about it
Tells me the Earth is a vale of sin;
But I and the bees and the birds - we doubt it,
And think it a world worth living in.

Someone says that hearts are fickle,
That love is sorrow, that life is care,
And the reaper Death, with his shining sickle,
Gathers whatever is bright and fair.

I told the thrush, and we laughed together -
Laughed till the woods were all a-ring;
And he said to me, as he plumed each feather,
"Well, people must croak, if they cannot sing!"

Up he flew, but his song, remaining,
Rang like a bell in my heart all day,
And silenced the voices of weak complaining
That pipe like insects along the way.

O world of light, and O world of beauty!
Where are there pleasures so sweet as thine?
Yes, life is love, and love is duty;
And what heart sorrows? O no, not mine!

Posted 16 Years Ago

LOL!

Posted 16 Years Ago

Congrats on the new badge!