Poems

The Call – Richard L. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

The light of God is always there

To help me when I’m in a scare

It yells so loud within my heart

To Truth it leads my wand’ring barque

Some men hear not its mighty call

Their weary minds will come to fall

But as for me I try to hear

The call which is unheard by ear

Copyright 2004 © Richard L Butler

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Through Space & Time – Rebecca L. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

If I could see the course of thee
What I would give to know
Reason falls to mystery
Until you lay below

So wander I through life naïve
Anticipations well
For what you hide so cleverly
I fear will never tell

Oh keeper of the imminent
I’ll chase you ‘till I die
With all my strength I can’t surrender
Still and rest in time

Goddess of temptation- ever
Feeding my delusion
I graze like sheep on your deceit
Until my absolution

Oh ruler of this hungry heart
Dreams are my one relief
Yet dreams do pass, awake alas!
Truth rests in firm belief

Thus bound am I to pondering
Through this familiar sea
I strain to grow, in vain I know
How wake this sleeping seed?

And when the shadow overwhelms
My soul beyond all hope
I’ll humble there in my despair
And wait ‘till you unfold

But lo! The answer is within:
I am this destiny
When fear invades, I’m swept away
Forsaking sanctity

I must admit and live in you
Resistance is a crime,
You who are my absolute:
This life through space and time.

Copyright 2004 © Rebecca L Butler

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The Masquerade – Richard L. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

My life is but a mystery

My destiny still yet to see

A dreary life so sadly played

The happiness a masquerade

A great mirage to bind us in

A land of Truth it’s never been

Temptation lurks within this land

A magnet to the foolish band

Yet some, content, in patient wait

A hope that soon may come the date

The masquerade will fall away

Uncovered be the Truth to they

Copyright 2004 © Richard L Butler

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Do You Really Want Out? – Connie M. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

Can you stop screaming for help?
Can you let your life just flow?
Can you look at your anger without feeling guilty?
Can you stand there with nowhere to go?
Can you see that there is no one there
To protect, to defend, to compare?
Can you see that the image you have of yourself
Is illusion – a burden you bear?
Don’t you see what a burden it is to pretend
To be someone you know that you’re not
When something within you begs for the end
Of this act with no meaning or plot?
Oh, what a burden it is to live up to
The labels you’ve chosen to wear.
Can you let them go out of your life,
Stand there empty and lost and not care?
Do you really want out of the mess that you’re in
But ask “What is there left to try?”
Can you see that the answer lies there in the question?
The trying itself must die!

Copyright 2007 © Connie M Butler

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The Truth Has A Sense Of Humor – Connie M. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

My mind has made me prisoner
Of time, love, hate, career.
In bondage have I lived my life,
The jailer is my fear.
Of all my thoughts the bars are made,
So strong and oh, so high.
They promised me that “This is Life”
And left me here to die,
And die I must but ‘fore I do
A prison break I’ll try.
What, after all, have I to lose,
So loud and clear I’ll cry
I’m breaking out of this here jail,
So stop me if you can.
Step aside time, hate and fear,
I’m Out! I’m a Free Man!

Copyright 2007 © Connie M Butler

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The Quiet Place – Connie M. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

I had a glimpse the other day
Of what it’s like to break away
From conditioned thought, mechanical reaction,
To see beyond this life’s distraction
To that which glows within us all
To which so few will heed the call,
To a life of beauty beyond description
With no confusion and no confliction,
Where there is no separate you and me,
Where the mind is clear, of thought set free.
I’ll find my way back there again
To the quiet place that is within.

Copyright 2007 © Connie M Butler

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There Is Only Now – Connie M. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

Out of the depths of despair
Comes a glimmer of light.
Could we but linger there
Instead of taking flight,
We would see that the emptiness,
The pain and the sorrow
Would vanish in the air
‘Long with fear of tomorrow.
We’d see that there is only now
There is no past or future.
If in the now we live our lives
There is no thought to nurture
Past hurts and dreams and memories
And hopes of fond tomorrows.
If thought did not dwell on our pain
Where would be the sorrows?
The death of thought makes room for Truth
To enter in its place,
And only Truth can set us free.
The Truth we must embrace.

Copyright 2007 © Connie M Butler

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There Is Another Way – Connie M. Butler

Tuesday, June 8th, 2010

Who am I? Where am I going?
These questions have I pondered.
In search of the answers
Many paths have I wandered –
Churches, doctors, spiritual groups,
Tongues, meditation,
Prayed to a god ‘out there’
Who loves with reservation.
Each new path I wandered
Led me further astray.
With deep despair I soon cried out,
Is there no other way?
Am I to live all my life
In conflict and confusion?
Is the hope for something more
Only an illusion?

And then one day I heard a voice
Which stirred something within.
It said there is a way out
Of this prison that I’m in.
It promised no rewards in heaven
Nor threatened hell for sinners.
Here there are no losers
Nor are there any winners.
There is no good, there is no bad,
There is no you and me.
Only thought divides our minds.
From thought we can be free.

We have ideas of who we are
And these are great in number.
They take us over one by one
And keep us in our slumber.
Each one has it’s opposite
With which it must change places.
The thrill of yesterday’s excitement
Boredom soon replaces.
Our thoughts keep us divided,
Keep our images in place.
These images we fear to lose
For the emptiness we’d face
Could we but face this emptiness
And let our minds be still,
In the emptiness and stillness
Would we know the One True Will.

Copyright 2007 © Connie M Butler

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