Met Professor Lord
Come and sit
Welcomed by the Lord himself to Join in
Superior teaching with no classroom
Just imagine the education one gets
The eyes of Abraham, the mind of David and thoughts of Paul
Biblical details outlined with no complexity
Sitting among the Disciples and being with them
Heaven’s lesson
No chalk nor blackboard
Just the Disciples, me and the Lord
Understanding purpose
Embracing goodness
Quality education from Heaven to Earth
So true and honest
Wisdom far beyond the world
Front and Center Spiritual
Concept of having joy
Uplift through Faith
Professor Lord with superior qualifications
Could listen for hours and days
Theories of spiritual approach
No pause nor break
Professor Lord with lesson plan of his own
Straight out truth
Professor Lord, teacher of genuine perfection
What a lesson.

Let the words and flow come
Be prepared to remember or jot them down
Be honored and hone your craft
Be proud you see things differently
You are sensitive and unlike the rest
High maintenance in ways they never would accept or understand
Be grateful
We want the world to be a better place
Poet's Prayer

I was just a misspelled word
you so easily erased
from the notebook of your life.

                  
Now,
how do I ever erase you —
the most beautiful poem of my heart?

It's cold
It's dark
It's a cold breeze
It's winter

But there's light
There's warmth
The temptation is calling
But these are the wall's of loneliness

Sometimes I believe I am writing nonsense

Silly things no one should read

I question likes and comments

Having no clue as to what they could mean

I go over the poems in my head

And as I fully pick them apart...

I finally understand the reason

You enjoy them because they come from my heart