Universal

I am troubled deep within.
I have no answers to life.
Why are we different in our views?
Think how powerful a thought or idea is!
What we dream today, is reality tomorrow.
Think how powerful to know.
You may think something today.
And in the future, it comes true!
Our human brain is like the Universe.
All constantly changing.
Renewing every vital energy we possess!
In a true sense, you can awake, each day.
You feel like the same old you.
In reality, You are not!
Your body and everything changes!
We carry the energy of the universe.
So, We are Universal too!

Edie J. Holdgrafer
Copyright @2001

The Other Way

Don't look up to see Heaven
You won't see it there.
Instead, look just the opposite;
inside yourself, somewhere
Heaven's supposed to be comfort
to souls; who have earned their place,
but earning means charity and love
for the whole of the human race.
Love for your fellow man,
nature, and the animals too
Yes, that's what Heaven is all about,
so think of the good you can do.
When you die; you go to dust;
having fought life's final inning,
so it seems that all of life,
goes back to it's beginning.
So; Heaven is so vast --- you can't see it,
so it makes a lot of sense;
to look far deep inside yourself ---
TO HEAVEN --- WHAT EXCELLENCE!

Edie J. Holdgrafer
Copyright @2001

Ever The Searcher

Must I stumble and fall to please you? must
Everyone bend to your space? what? we have
Not an answer? why? there is no repose?is it
A guardian angel you seek; above reproach?
You seek a rock? I'm not! love should reign
Supreme. is there nothing to silence our
Search? our eyes? do they see? our lips?
What do they portray? the inner strengths
That outweigh us? is there air to take us in
A breath to answers? the tongue to dispel us
In anger, instead of love we seek? is it
Nowhere to be found? oh! the peace of mind
And contentment we seek. is it nowhere to be
Found? I seach to be the rock! I search to
Be the inner connection! oh! where has it
Flown? beneath us, we go, with upwards
Aspirations. we may never know the answers to
All we seek, without love in our hearts,
Without resentments forgotten and
Forgiveness and love for all!

Edie Holdgrafer
Copyright @ 2001

Time

Time seems to pass us by, but it's not so.
It presses us to duties, and never lets go.
It's time to go to work, time to go home;
answer the doorbell, answer the phone.
Never enough time for the things we want;
to travel, to fish, or time to hunt.
Time is always there to keep us a slave
to everything around us; so we better behave!
Because; without time where would we be?
We would never get rich, and we would never be free.

Edie J. Holdgrafer
Copyright @ 2001

God's Chosen Ones

When I die I'd like to come back;
a bird in a great tall tree.
Birds must be chosen ones of GOD,
to fly so high and free!
They must love the wind,
the way you see them gliding in the air.
They fly so very high and far,
without a single care.
On cloudy days, you see them out...
They must love the baths from rain.
They don't run and hide!
storms give them no fear, no pain.
Where do all the little birds go to die?
Do they just fall out of the sky?
On any day you look out-they are there, flying o so high.
Once in a while you'll see one,
where an enemy has scored.
But, BILLIONS OF BIRDS? Have you ever wondered?
Are they picked up by the HAND OF THE LORD?
YES! THEY ARE GOD'S CHOSEN ONES!

Edie J. Holdgrafer
Copyright @2001

Sometimes, I am

Sometimes I am an eagle, nesting away from society;
oh so high upon the cliffs. Away from enemies of all,
close to God's universe, I fly and glide in the sky.
Other times, I am a sparrow; that more social bird,
the excitement of a group, always on the go!
Sometimes I am a seagull, because I love the sea.
The roaring waves upon the seashore, are all music to me.
Sometimes I feel real bossy; so then I am a jay.
We fight and share among ourselves, every night and every day.
When I want to make a lot of noise, sometimes I am a crow.
I squawk and holler high in a tree, and love to dive all things below.
Sometimes I feel like traveling, so then I am a swallow.
I travel very wide and far - only to return to Capistrano.

Edie J. Holdgrafer

Copyright @2001 Edie Holdgrafer
Was published in "The Best Poems and Poets of 2001"

The Beginning and the END! God

God is word
Word is thought
Thought is action
Action is love
Love is Emotion
Emotion is within
Within is soul
Soul is all
All is word
Word is God

Edie J. Holdgrafter

Copyright @2001 Edie Holdgrafer

The Hauntings of your Mind

Oh, the goals we seek, and never find.
Like the dreams we dream, asleep and blind.
We must open our eyes just to look.
Let's look for adventures in a book.
Then it's easier there to achieve our goal;
educating our brain to another's role.
Now on television, we hope to see,
real life, truth or not, of what we will be.
A grand illusion, it all proves to be.
In the end, after all is done, you will see;
nothing really mattered but the daily grind,
and it got you through all the years just fine.

Edie J. Holdgrafer

Copyright @2001 Edie Holdgrafer