Past the darkness and the forbidden pathways
Far beyond the many pleasures of the flesh
There lies a hidden gem of great and immeasurable value
Who's beauty and radiance, once beheld, cannot be denied
Unfortunately precious few have sought after this treasure
Althougth it's location is known, for it bears many names
Refusing to change thier paths, they remain comfortable in thier travels
Foolishly pursuing this world's fleeting passions and dead-end games
Yet, there are those forunate few who have bravely made the journey
And they found lasting inner peace, wisely counting it as thier just reward
Discerning the difference between foolishness and wisdom
And in so doing obtained the keys to Eden's fabled door
The road may prove to be long and dreary
The nights seemingly bitter, lonely, and cold
Although solitude may be your sole companion
What you seek is worth more than any precious silver and costly gold
Past the darkness and the forbidden pathways
Far beyond the many pleasures of the flesh
There lies a gem of great and immeasurable value
That once beheld, it` beauty, and it` radiance cannot denied
date: Monday, August 9, 2004
by: D. Grant Renshaw
If these walls could speak
Can you tell me what they would say
Would they speak of our nutured love and peace
Or would they give myriad accounts of our blind hatred and moral decay
If the dead, those long in the grave could see
Can you tell me what thier corroded eyes would observe
Would they serve to bear witnness to humanity's undying faith and devotion
Or would they turn and close thier eyes against our endless violence and waste
If we could read and hear each others thoughts
Can you tell me that we would learn from what we have gleaned
Would we use this knowledge to promote tolerance and peace
Or would it seve to further destroy humanity's feeble pride
If religion could truly give us all the answers
Would our prayers still serve to expand the mind and soothe the soul
Or would countless millions still needlessly sacrifice thier lives
Would God in His mercy, still try to show us the true way of life
My friend, I do not bear the answers
Yet, it seems that in vain I have searched, and I have cried
At night, upon my bed these things I have pondered
But, maybe, just maybe, the truth lies only just beyond the Great Divide
date: Thursday. June 17, 2004
by: D. Grant Renshaw