Poem -

WORDS ARE HAUNTINGS

Words are hauntings.

When we

become wet every man woman and child

is soaking in the brine of the clouds.

We live not in the now

because everything created is already past.

Eternity

has a fling with humanities mindful acts

as we think we propagate foreword

learning each day

a piece at a time we puzzle in

the conclusions to our discoveries.

Words are hauntings.

getting in

through the cracks of our consciousness

they will infect the synaptic energy.

There is no possibility that they will reseed

once they dry rot away the darkness.

Those that ‘do not’ want to receive God

indeed have channeled God within

if you

have consumed the knowledge of the words.

For all things learned

we encompass

our souls to proceed with our verdicts

even if abandoned they will remain.

Turning dead souls for God

reviving the Light and energy of God within

is the missionary quest of the Holy.

Words are hauntings.

I express to you’re the Truth of God

and that

His existence within us is ‘real mayonnaise’.

We create

the 'Lite Versions' of our existence

so do not be pensively awaiting doom

when the sacrosanct signs are all around us.

Words are hauntings.

Welcome aboard the vessel of our Almighty God.

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