Grieving.
Believing.
Deceiving the truth.
Preaching.
Teaching.
Reaching for proof.
Observing.
Converting.
Following one road.
Diverging.
Urging.
Forming one mold.
Webs woven.
Spirituality stolen.
Leader of one.
No religion.
No spiritual division.
Gods by names of none.
Believing.
Deceiving the truth.
Preaching.
Teaching.
Reaching for proof.
Observing.
Converting.
Following one road.
Diverging.
Urging.
Forming one mold.
Webs woven.
Spirituality stolen.
Leader of one.
No religion.
No spiritual division.
Gods by names of none.
Author notes
Kind of a weird one about not calling God or Gods by any name and the idea of the possibility of not any one religion being right. I don't mean to offend anybody with this poem since it focuses on religion and god. I apologize in advance. Hope you like it, though.
Written December 21st, 2005
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"Grieving.
Believing." is the essence of every religion. we believe when we grieved .. need to get relief... dont need names -
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Thanks, Jeet. That is some interesting insight. I hadn't thought of it, but it is the essence of every religion, not just a few. And, yeah in a way those spirits/energy don't need names. The energy is just as powerful and mysterious without the names.
Thanks for commenting.
Haley Mary
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Sweet! this is so turthful, i give annoying nick-names to poeple, mayby i should give a few to the 'No-Names' up there.
Ray! -
i adore this poem, i have little else to say at this point except thank you for an exceptional piece




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