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Levels
This poem comes from Autumn Leaves:
Speak diligently, strive hard
Seeking to find
Higher truths, awareness levels…
Always use your mind.
First level, fresh mind,
Everything new, white as chalk.
Learned to speak, began to think,
Slowly learned to walk.
Second Level, awkward years,
Body strong, learning right from wrong.
Having fun, wild free years,
Lackadaisical attitude, trying to belong.
Third Level, maturity, responsibilities,
Striving to fulfill our dreams,
Different places, varied faces,
Drowning in waterless streams.
Fourth Level, yearning yet stable,
Successful, empty, desire burning.
Appreciation of art, beauty, humanity,
Thoughts always churning.
Fifth Level, consciousness abides.
A foreboding feeling,
Something surely missing,
Emptiness, realization stealing.
Sixth Level, words like stone,
Deep impressions stand alone.
A deep, soft voice says, “Welcome,”
Chill inside my bones.
Seventh Level, deep voice, all-wise,
Henceforth and upwards is paradise,
Length, depth and breadth,
Measured with cubic rod.
Speak with praise forevermore,
Wrapped in Love,
Praise His Holy name for
You now speak with GOD!
The Veils
This poem is from Autumn Leaves:
Layers of veils
Drawn over the mind,
Shut out light of knowledge,
Shielding hope from mankind.
The first one blots out charity,
It’s called the veil of “Greed.”
The second is called “Suspicion,”
And curtails doing good deeds.
The third one is “Jealousy and Envy,”
Stops our hearts from being kind.
The fourth is “Indifference and Falsehood,”
Makes people follow along blind.
The fifth is the darkest–
It’s simply known as “Hate,”
Yet the shining light
Of Love can penetrate.
Regardless of how tightly
These veils are drawn,
They can be opened by Knowledge
As night surrenders to dawn.
Ever so slowly now,
The veils begin to part.
Understanding rushes in, beginning to win,
Over the mind and into the heart.
At last they’re completely open,
Not able to stand Love’s bright decree.
The harsh light of Truth assisted,
And together they set you free.
