I'm writing this poem to me
another phase of the face of reality
by the Moonlight I see
The face of you and of me
By the Lake
Along side the Willow Tree's
As I watch Nature all so quietly
I sit and listen as Natures songs play
Are they different songs then played in yesterday?
In past decades?
The one's of history are a mystery
The Nature's songs of before, after and today,
Do they stay the same?
Like the Moon, The stars, and the sun.
Or does Nature play her song everyday in a special way
for me, In the night of day.
I will never become immune
To Nature as she plays her tune
As Beautiful as a Flower
As strong as the moon and it's power
With Nature I build my Holy Tower.
The Great Spirit in me inspires and gives me strength
Which comes over me like the cleansing of a pure clean shower
The Evil becomes devoured.
Nature is Sweet
Evil becomes incomplete
Of Nature's bounty I do eat
I have become more complete
With Nature I have a front row seat
A beautiful show
With Love we do grow
Which brings the seeds we sow
and giving us the knowledge we now know.
Knowledge is what we learn
when we open the door
And then we find a new key
To the Faces of Reality
Which brings more knowledge
For all of Eternity
Blessed be.
Colleen
These are some of the poems that I wrote while learning about God and The natural ways of life and the Future of our world.
3.4.10
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- When I was married I ended up getting myself into a bad situation that was abusive, controlling and very Evil. I went through some pretty tough times learning to deal with Black Magic and realizing just how Evil this world can become When a terrible truth came out and not knowing how to go about dealing with it. So I spent the next 2 years walking the desert, picking up rocks and talking to our creator. I began to write poetry and with it came knowledge. Spiritual knowledge naturally. I believe I connected to God through my poems and from learning to listen from with in. This ability helped me to understand things that I never before understood. I know that God is real from my own life experiences. I know that I am protected by Gods love and I Also know that God is love and light and God is now revealing the truth to all man kind. Knock and the door shall open. Ask and you shall recieve. To know God, you would know love. To know love you would know God. With out love you wouldn't know God. and with out God you wouln't know love.

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I wrote these poems from my own experiences in life and do not impose any of what I know on to others.
They are what I feel to be real and not implied to bring any harm, saddness or neg. energy to anyone.
These are the faces of my own reality.