We walk this road of life each day,
blind travelers on a winding way.
The path is long, the turns unclear—
designed to test what we hold dear.
Confusion comes, as fate’s device,
to see if we can still choose right.
For God is showing all we seek—
But human eyes are slow and weak.
To truly see the world outside,
You must look where the truths reside.
And how do we look deep within?
Just place your gaze where hearts begin.
The heart reveals the hidden key—
to anger, peace, and mystery.
When questions rise or storms appear,
Your heart will speak if you draw near.
And take care of the body too—
God’s greatest gift, entrusted to you.
Through flesh and bone we walk through time,
We laugh, we ache, we grieve, we climb.
Without the body, there is no “when”—
no nights or days, no now or then.
This road of TIME—does it make or break?
Does it build your bones or force them to shake?
I once asked God a bold question:
What came first—TIME or LOVE of old?
I searched for Him in every sign,
in symbols said to “open the mind.”
I turned from religions, all the same.
For history bore too much of the blame.
I felt I’d lost my path, my way—
to old beliefs of yesterday.
But God peeled back the layers thin,
and whispered, “Look at what you’re in.
See how the world repeats its cries—
beliefs turned into a thin disguise.”
He said, “Look past the noise and fear—
your hidden Self is waiting here.
Behind the veil your heart concealed,
the truth you seek becomes revealed.”
I used to ask, “What is this veil?”
A mystery wrapped in mortal tale.
But now I see—it’s clear as day,
the veil was fear we placed in the way.
God plays His game with childlike art.
yet carries worlds within His heart.
He shows us all that we have done.
the wars we fought, the battles won,
to guide us gently, age to age,
into the Now, His living page.
