Fear has convinced us to keep her shielded

Fear has convinced us to keep her shielded – Another Spiritual Riddle ~Cordieb.

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Are You a Reflection???? Thanksful Thursday

Are You a Reflection???? Thanksful Thursday

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Amber Fire Within Us

Amber Fire Within Us

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Thankful Thursday

Thankful Thursday…I am the Sin of Grave Covetousness

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The Forest

Once she became aware, she began to see the forest through the trees ~CordieB.

She walked this earth with little ease

Since others hearts she strived to please

But once she learned to please her herself;

And still respect the needs of else

Her walk became clear and free with ease

At last, she saw the forest through the trees

~CordieB

The Road Leading To Corinth

Her eyes reflected somber desires
of souls who craved the flame and fires
in life’s existence day and night
grasping what they thought she possessed; the light . . .
she knew the light was truly not her’s to give . . .
but preserved within each soul who lived and gived
though some were blinded by the insistent need to be
warmed by the light for which they boldly seeked
she knew the answers to their plight;
resigned in one’s self through love’s insight
but the answer seemed too simplistic
to be embraced as true or realistic
She knew she had a simple, precious gift . . .
Thus often, foolishly, she tried to lift . . .
the spirits of seemingly lightless souls
in vain she tried to make them whole . . .
not realizing with each vain attempt
the light reflected pure contempt;
the egos of fogged lights’ reflections
so often produced pain and rejection
thus the light that once shined clarity
in time became the object of jealousy and envy
the plight for light often dulled her beam
she’d loose insight of her own dream
since what she tried to give away
could not be gifted anyway . . .
for each soul must find their own way . . .
in time she began to realize . . .
her light so often hypnotized . . .
but all illusions are revealed
once realized; they have no zeal . . .
for truth is reflected from light within;
only when truths emerge can love begin . . .
So with raw emotions and quiet strength . . .
she abandoned the road leading to Corinth
~Written by CordieB

If I Could Trade Eternity, You'd Sell, Not Rent that Soul to Me. . . A Spiritual Riddle ~By CordieB

Rick Mobs at Mine Enemy Grows Older, who I discovered through Paisley (thanks Jodie), has invited his readers/viewers to give words to his beautiful art. The above titled art needs no words; as it is a supernatural story in and of itself; but, since Rick has so graciously allowed us to put words to his stunning creation - here is my rendition. . . in another spiritual riddle . . .

I've tricked you since the days of old

Enticed by me, you'd lease your soul

If I could trade eternity . . .

You'd sell, not rent that soul to me.

I'm the most illusioned of all evil spirits

My existence holds but one egotistical merit

I bring forth false vision to the being

who can not bring himself to seeing

the wondrous beauty of the soul within

that shines like gold when love seeps in

that lasts through style and passing trends . . .

I'm the most deathly of all deadly sins!

If I could erase your lines of wear and tear

you'd trade your soul without a care

If I could make all bow to you

there'd be no limits to what you'd do

because you don't see the beauty in creation

of what God blessed you with in relation

to all God's creation, magenta, black, or white

I've tricked your vision; jaded your sight

by grace but for only a twinkle in time on earth

for God forbids his art to loose full worth . . .

in the vastness of creation's grand eternity

Who am I?

I am the deadly spirit of Vanity

~By CordieB