As I contemplate my many blessings

Through all of life’s testings

I realize the Universe’s infinity

And the peace and refuge of serenity

Trust in God’s decisions

For you in His divine wisdom

Especially when life is sad

There is serenity to be had

In abundance

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Historical Questions

The Past and How It Affects the Future

Gone are the days of history…

by Deborah A. Bowman

Gone are the days of yesteryear.
Gone are smiles, miles, tears and fears.
We of the present can learn from history.
Those of the future will fulfill our destiny.
The past comes alive as sins and wins are repeated.
Triumphs are heralded; Foes are defeated.
If only we could stop the challenges.
If only we could heighten the balances.
It makes me wonder as I ponder,
If all on earth have wandered
These paths before in yesteryear
And have returned with our hopes and fears.
History repeats itself,
But we remain ourselves
Through thick and thin, but in different skins.
Reacting the same way as we begin
Lifetimes in new bodies, when we are given
A chance to redeem our numerous sins
Or spread truth and love, strong and sage,
As we enter life in a future age.
Will I live again
Or is this the end?

Lost in reflection…

Looking back, could I have done something more?

Something different?

Something besides staring at the floor

Covered in needles, adrenaline vials spent?

Plastic wrappers tossed aimlessly

My life shattered shamelessly

But I didn’t even think about me

His body, now removed, was all I could see

I did no wrong

But he was gone.

I bent down and cleaned up the mess

Left by those who took him to his final rest.

 

FICTION IS REALITY!

Fiction is the only reality.

Which may not have found a soul yet to implant wonders for the future or wisdom of the past.

The stories must be told to a questing mind, not of this time and place, but of eternity.

The Universal spirit of belief, faith, inner knowing, precognition; destined to forever last

In the visions and dreams of consciousness … for infinity.

One day you will see self in another face, reflected in a looking glass

And grasp that FICTION is but another dimension, an extension

Of all the incarnations that simply must be.

You will scrutinize, then recognize, and only then will you finally, truly BELIEVE!

(by Deborah A. Bowman, Copyrighted 2018, permission to share with author’s credit)

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Where is the future heading?

We listen to the news

There is  unrest on our planet

We have tears and fears; people lose

Everything they have planned in

They don’t know which way to turn

The simpler things for which we yearn

Seem lost or sped up so fast

We no longer recognize the past

What about the future?

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Holidays…

A quiet holiday I crave

To reflect on all the blessings gave

To me this past year

When I have known such fear

And shed so many tears…

After the holidays, after the winter snow

Spring’s warmth will come to show

The way…

To a brighter day!

by Deborah A. Bowman 

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