Circle Of Life

An epoch revival

resounds natures roar,

In the kingdom of the short lived.

A wildflower gains the highest

ground - just to be the first

to be scorched by the morning sun,

or the lowly crawl fish scurrying away

under a stone, to escape from being

the main ingredient in a jambalaya dish.

Genesis…

Speculates, the  majestic arrival

of life…Yet, I forget if it mentions

the competition for survival.

Still, I know it wishes us all well.

I will attempt to expose

what it means to survive… It’s a secret

so, I’ll have to lie, on the green grass

look up and wonder, what it is

that inspires us to move.

Well, now… there’s a lion

about to eat me!

So, I’m probably going to get up, and

Run!

OMG ! It took a bite out of my Butt!

Folks, this is what happens when

you become, Overly pessimistic

with your circle…

So, try being a little more

Optimistic;

for me too.

Written By: Delores M. Sparks

Finding Grace

If you’re a lawyer and you

find yourself precariously

at the Judgment throne, and

God has a giant paddle

in His right hand, and in

His left hand, he’s got you

over His right knee… Than

you probably are not getting In!

Unless, you’re a real wise cracker, that knows

how to plead the temporary insanity clause.

You lament!

According to Isaiah 43: 25…

I’m entitled to the blotting out of all my sins!

You quickly pull up your britches, shut the book

and run like crazy for those pearly gates.

Yeah, even a crooked lawyer can find the

loopholes in the Bible. Thank you lord

for our lawyer brethren,

and Isaiah 43: 25!

Written BY: Delores M. Sparks

Read

Time, rests in the present

and you’re woven into it.

Like reeds in a still life

basket… sitting silently on a shelf.

Your moments are stored

in-between the dusty lines

of poetry, and you must

read them…

to see yourself.

Written By: Delores M. Sparks

Makes you Wonder

What remains

to be unheard is

the voice that

created God. But

if you look very close

you can almost see

His ghost in every one

of us… Breathing

in and out creation

in our dusty universe.

Makes you wonder

if maybe we’re all

his body and our combined love

Is His giant soul.

Stands to reason;

If there isn’t enough love

for each member…molecules

will simply fall apart,

and we would all

exist no more.

Ti’s a good thing…

most of us believe

in the infinity of Love.

Written By: Delores M. Sparks

My Painting

This is one of my most recent abstract paintings.

Painting By: Delores M. Sparks

Higher Learning

Among your Children are

the invisible wise…elder

minds, teaching youth

the rights of life.

Holding hands tight with time,

they spend year after year

acquiring insights. A boost of

myth and a hint

of immortality is the treasure

they’ve been lent

to rediscover the purpose of

the humanity experiment.

An hour to live, and an hour to teach

the young, the hope

of eternal peace.

Courageous, people who try to learn more,

they don’t close their minds to an open page.

The Books of an ancient manuscript

are the obvious links to a higher destination, but

it takes time to learn, an then discover

that our souls true quest is unity

of reason… This is why we love

to teach, and guide each other.

Written By:  Delores M. Sparks

A Pair of Golden Stairs

One ascending up;

The other descending down.

Who would be deemed worthy, enough

to be led higher?

Yet, another to be left out.

To each endures the contrast

of an aimless spectacle.

Four steps in either direction…

continuously, moves time around.

We must all travel solo, and

nothing can be brought home.

Except…

maybe, some extra memory

stored deep within the soul.

Yes, the illusion of our stairs,

really is out there…

Pausing, oddly

in mid air.

We all must choose to go, or

stay…before our golden

opportunity’s

completely disappear.

Written By: Delores M. Sparks

New world Orders

I am Just a baby…

yet, It seems I’m in the way!

Has someone already decided

my fate, or will I be rounded up,

like a baby swine.

Where did my parents

parental rights

go?

Isn’t there anyone left to

protect me from this?

Just in case I’m of an

origin… marked for death.

It looks as if the New World Order

is really quite prejudice!

Whose left to tell them

that I am completely innocent?

Is this what my family

would have wanted for me?

They must have been cowards

to let the world turn into

a dictatorship.

If I weren’t a baby

I would tell them like it is…

I want to be free, and live

knowing I won’t be a slave!

I don’t want to play behind a

prison gate, because I am

poor, Jewish, Christian or Muslim.

Humanity should be defending me

anyway, because I’ve not learned

how to say…Get out of my way!

Written By:  Delores M. Sparks

2008

Unconsciously Sought

Light orchestrates

The influence over white

Noise; while we’re wirelessly

attracting a thinking choice.

Audible notes are instinctively received

from our perspective source.

The heart conducts

an harmonic frequency…

Instructing

change!

Since the details surround

our glowing selves; clarity

easily enters in…

So, we can extend our souls

to find that matter, which

makes us whole.

Upon returning the signal

between the waves… Our illusions

line up with light, and

communicates,

with the life

from which it freely came.

Written BY: Delores M. Sparks

copyright 2008

	“Poetry is what gets lost in translation.” BY Robert Frost