The Orchestration Of Rhyme

... here is the ROOT of it...

The structure is fine
and the lines all rhyme

... So I wrote it again...

Founder

I found the message
in a temple not a tomb
It said the Finders
are the Keepers
of this room and
So fine is the Structure
of this Sound
that it echoes
in the chambers
of my mind

1000 and One year

it was written
by my hands
and so here I stand
about Time...

There is in formation
the sands of time
where the shape of one

becomes two...
an emerging tone
each passing stone
is a note singing

in the wind
and a quote forming

in the mind
is the matter of a string
revolving song

where life divides
there is growth
and in the kind eye
of a storm
seeds of thought
can travel on
finding rest in soils
rich with air
there...
in the hours
where God 

said to care ...
did a simple call
to believe in us all
appear
and there ...

is where I could hear
a beautiful sound
to behold

we've been there ...

"... as the Center aligns..."
the rhyming signs
are there to remind
that we too 

can enter

and are also here

so I held on tight
for the climb
I took two steps
and stepped inside

there...

where God said 

to rhyme

is a fourth door
and a way to enter

"... God Speed..."
and then we agreed
to speak of a great steed...

Life Speed
"... is God's Steed..."

A Story of Life Speed

When God made life
a file was sent to be seen
and Life happens to be
faster-than-light
at Life speed

"... the best way..."
is just the way I am
so indeed
and in the Light
to proceed
I signed my name

On a page of Time
and in one line
I heard God's call
"... and I'm aligned..." 3:11

within a sphere 

of perfect rhyme
Where we are all 

onboard God's Mind

"...welcome to the ride..."

We are all

welcome here...

The Tortoise and the Hare

"... what I said was The Tardis... 

and I'm the hair..."

Doctor Who? 

God certainly does

have a great sense of humor.

and a funny bone 

you might say

two  ;)

and in the story of Chance

there is much more 

on the inside

than at first glance

you might imagine

a seriously sweet

dance 

of realization...

Radio Signals a Turn

In nineteen twenty-four
Cupid sent signals
to broad cast
"...j'adore!..."

and in return
a favorite perfume
became the how
in Who 

moved the Moon

We're half way now
and the other way soon
Andromeda sent to start
in-kind and in tune
The Sounds of repair...

and in Gratitude
I said I do and thank you...

and we all do too

very much care

to receive this call