Showing posts with label fulfillment. Show all posts
Showing posts with label fulfillment. Show all posts

Tuesday, July 28, 2020

Think We Are Different


 

You thought that you were so different

Until you met someone much like yourself

Maybe in a dream

Another lifetime

A nightmare

Or a drunken despair

 

He had no legs

She was missing feet

The little boy was blind

And the girl, due to Alzheimer’s

  had lost the memories in her mind

 

From war, everyone lost someone they knew

From famine, the body count seemed infinite

Global Pandemics made for disparaging averages,

‘Lucky to be alive,’ even in sadness, united

Making death the unifying factor,

   among seemingly opposites

 

Still think we are different,

Universal Laws, laugh at human ignorance

The indifference of intolerance

Coupled with natural disasters

Eventually yields a oneness

And unveils the pettiness of unnatural dualities

 

Hell-on-Earth has a way of debunking

  the concept of Big-I’s and Little-You’s

Sheds light on the darkness of

  racism, sexism, and nationalism,

Luminates deep seated hatreds

  fueled by clannish cultures,

  unjust laws, one-sided traditions and

  evil people who hide behind the good of religious principles

Darkness only prevails in the absence of light

 

Think you are so different

Does the Earth have to swallow itself up

  in order to change the hearts and minds of its inhabitants

Maybe.

And maybe given a few more tragedies

  You will think again.

 

New Thought:

  One Planet

  One People

  One Peace

Connected - All Lives Matter!

 

A Poem by,

F. Alexis

06.15.20


Saturday, August 27, 2016

Awakened From My Coma

This morning was the best in my life.
Yes, I’ve lived in  seconds, hours, 
years, decades, and scores
even ‘life-times in appreciation before.
But happier now, knowing that
so much more is in store.

This morning as I awakened
before jumping as usual from bed,
I stopped.  “How do I live, 
look and feel better?” I questioned silently
as an open invitation
to the Universe for response.

After a few breaths in, then out,
with eyes closed in acceptance 
of  whatever was to come,
my eyes popped opened 
like the lid from a jam jar previously stuck.
So sweet was the answer that came. 
And clearly, more than mere luck.

“Start from inside,” is what I heard.
In three words, volumes exploded 
that expanded my third.
Even now like scrolls in consciousness 
I excitedly anticipate 
the unveiling of what began
from an innocuous state.
Awake from my ‘coma’
Obviously a misnomer
Light has shined thru darkness.

Ask and it is given,
Desire and you have already received.
Know and matter
manifests in your favor.
All that is, has forever been.
All that will be starts from within.

A Simply Fab Poem®
By Fabraye©
08.27.16
All Rights Reserved.


Photos: Compliments of Google Images

Monday, November 10, 2014

All I Desire

I thought life was
To forever be
a trial, hardship
riddled with poverty

I thought life would be
what was told to me
a short-lived struggle
but, then after death
I’d be free

I saw life as
time to be served
with some enjoyments
as deserved
but mostly a physical
prison camp --
humans enslaved
at God’s discretion
forced to do His bidding

But, then I thought --
What of free-will?
Had to be more
‘cause that would be ill
And, if God is love,
that can’t be real
‘cause love never forces
Its will

Life had to be more
I had goals, desires
but, I was told
get educated
then I’d be hired

No one said,
I could also be fired
that from under me
security could be snatched
and left with goals
still unhatched

I reasoned --
There must be another way
some formula
to generate desires
without unnecessary delay

You've heard the words --
"Seek and you shall find,"
"Ask and the door opens"
Say, “Be,” and it is.

All for true!
Desires are at hand
generated instantaneously
on demand
for those who understand

Life is about living!
Conscious Thought
relieves desires' droughts
and abundance flows
Without wars being fought
Peace reigns
When understanding is gained

All I desire came about
when my life became
a living art
consciously connected
to the Human Us
I as the Artist, and
the world my canvas

All I desire
I paint in virtual mind
focus my intention
And live what is mine
as it is manifested 
in due time.

by Fabraye
11.10.14
revised 12.16.15