A Rhyming Snow Waltz
A Rhyming Snow Waltz….
I am the viewer in back of my thoughts
the film's screen, my mind, an empty template
upon which (when prompted), parades endless scenes
some past, some present, some others unsought
marching triumphant through a time traveling gate
pressing on knowing not its ways and means
I am the light in the darkness within
the darkness of fear and illusion without
but for my faith would I but disappear
suffering my ego's insatiable sin
truth growing dimmer in the shadows of doubt
a moth to the flame of faith drawing near
I am love eternal and blessed
the world I abide in I struggle to flee
my body, my temple, serves me as I will
chosen by God as His holy guest
gifted with infinite love to set free
and choose for myself a purpose to fill
I am the inner altar of my life to seek
all I am able to imagine and dream
all I create with all others to share
all I enhance being humble and meek
all happiness as to me it may seem
limited all only by the measure I dare.....
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