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listen . . .

listen . . .

i was listening to the Silence

and it’s thunder in my ears

i saw my desire’s reflection

in a pool of my tears

i try to live in moments

and they add up to years

and each step within the journey

there are potential fears

but one thing i have learned

not one of us are alone

i feel this in my knowing

in the marrow of my bone

i hear Creation’s music

i…

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Added by Bill on August 27, 2010 at 10:00am — No Comments

i shine . . .you shine . . .

i shine . . . you shine

and the child walked across the landscape of the Sun

deliberately . . .

step by step . . .

in attempt to get to the other side,

where the mystery of Darkness lived

but . . .

his efforts were in vain

and futile,

for . . .

He was the Sun !

May your journey be a bright experience of Joy and Love !

Blessed Be

Bill

(c) 17…

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Added by Bill on August 27, 2010 at 10:00am — No Comments

are we are . . .

are we are

are we but code in the matrix

that wants to be known

are we the flowers in a garden

of Sacred Seeds sown

are we the music and song

the vibes of life’s lute

are we the Cosmic Logic

one can not refute

are we the color of creation

that struggles to be seen

are we destined or chosen

to see what “IS” means

are we mind that struggles

to unloose it’s chains

are we the life of the… Continue

Added by Bill on August 27, 2010 at 10:00am — No Comments

help Lizzy . . . please . . .

Help Lizzy,

i wrote this poem while standing on the Street Corner about 4 Am in the City of Philadelphia. The inspiration came by way of observing a couple of young teenage girls walking the street. I asked my self why were they there. As the City began to awaken so did my realization that they were someplace they were not naturally supposed to be. They should have been home. As i began to reflect i thought about my own Teenage Daughters Myiya, Monii and Marian. This experience was…

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Added by Bill on July 25, 2010 at 1:30pm — 2 Comments

the paradox of 1

the paradox of 1

all of existence . . .

resides within me.

yet . . .

“i” am but a part of the All

all that i dream is my own

yet . . .

i am a part of the collective

i was but a Seed

“i” am Now a fruit . . .

here !

and “i” am sweet

taste the offering of love . . .

but i as you . . .

have been spawned by the Tree of Life

that stands in the… Continue

Added by Bill on July 13, 2010 at 12:35pm — 2 Comments

the backwards poem . . .

take on the challenge (bottms up . . .right to left )

(c) 2010 : William S. Peters, Sr.

eton elpmis siht etirw ot

os robal od i yhw si hcihw

etor dna etir eht lla morf

epacse ot gniyrt ma i tub

dnamed yb dehsilbatse

sredrob eht txiwteb stsixe efil taht

dnatsrednu nac ew taht

deredro eb tsum ti taht smees efil

meop sdrawkcab… Continue

Added by Bill on July 13, 2010 at 12:35pm — No Comments

we . . .

We

we search for what we already hold

we must journey within our loving fold

we think about the thoughts of old

yet we tell of things that we’ve been told

truth eludes those who run from light

we close our eyes and embrace blind sight

we yearn for peace but yet we fight

freedom is not in what’s cinched tight

we seek the joys in deluded mind

the paths to Dreams we’ve… Continue

Added by Bill on July 13, 2010 at 12:30pm — 1 Comment

it . . .

it . . .

she was in pain

and i could see it

i held her hand

so i could be it

and now i knew

i had to free it

for her pain was my pain too

a kind word spoken

that she could hear it

for pain is such

that one would fear it

in silent screams

we all bear it

what are we to do

so within i pondered

all about it

it is quite real

i… Continue

Added by Bill on July 3, 2010 at 8:00am — No Comments

set her free . . .

set her free

her image of self was fractured

her thoughts were all askew

for how she truly saw herself

was in the eyes of you

you honored not agreement

made with sacred trust

layed waste to your integrity

and now it gathers rust

just who the hell are you any way

do you even know

you swim against life’s currents

trying to change the flow

on the… Continue

Added by Bill on July 3, 2010 at 8:00am — 1 Comment

the Garden of Even . . .

the Garden of Even

there once was a Village

that had a Garden

where nothing but Love ever grew

the Fruits were Divine

what was mine was thine

this was what everyone knew

and then came a thought

which some sadly bought

that i was different from you

and to all of dismay

came forth the day

when this paradigm then became true

the children were confused

and some were used

to further the separation… Continue