Harold J Eisenberg

Poems

Poems

Look beyond your image the mirror for moment to see what's real

Look into the mirror to see the face of ignorance that does entail,
Look beyond the image to the mind of free will that does prevail.
Ignorance exists in false mindsets concluded not factually true,
Making a conception that man originated from the tree of evolution to construe.
That matter is the basis of all objectivity perceived to be,
When other dimensions creates an unknown type of geometrical configuration to decree.
Our disappearance from the mirror denotes our mortality,
Living short lives immersed in the reflection of frailty. 
Recreating our history and proposing  a hypothetical future to prevail,
From generation to generation many imperfections to entail.
Expanding with the universe with no destination to be known,
A fragile image in a concrete purpose to be shown.
Reflections upon reasoning in the comprehension of our being,
Images in the mirror cannot connote our true meaning.

Glory to the Fathe His only begotten Son in Their blessings in the beginning never to end

The righteous shall florioush as the palm tree,
Proclaiming the Lord is just in the blessing He does decree.
His name is blessed throughout all eternity,
Sanctify us in your goodness forever to be.
Blessed are You the King of the entire universe You did decree,
May your Holy Light shine for all forever to see.
He sent His only begotten Son to bring to salvation and forgiveness of sin,
Jesus Christ the Messiah for all of us to believe unto Him.
For Jesus is the only way to approach the throne of Almighty Giod not to deny,
For He is the resurrection and believing in Him we shall never die.
Blessed is the Father who knows our needs from the beginning to the end,
He protects and loves us greater than any friend.
Giving homage and worship to the Father before His throne,
The Creator of the heavens and earth and all things known.

From the beginning and end of life not knowing why

From the beginning to the end in expansion of history,
Filled with countless moments of hope and misery. 
The reason of reality nobody can really say,
Time passes onward nothing to stop it's way.
Who proposed this tragedy lived from day to day,
Never knowing the end to suddenly display.
From far reaching components seen above to what lies below,
What mysteries in context does one actually know.
Neither reason or technology can define the meaning our being,
Only surmising the objectivity in what we're seeing.
Who proposed our beginning and our end,
Maybe the invisible wind with its unseen hand.
Many ideas chosen to why we perform on a planet spinning around and around,
Only hypothetical theories to falsely abound

Look beyond your image the mirror for moment to see what's real

Look into the mirror to see the face of ignorance that does entail, Look beyond the image to the mind of free will that does prevail.

Glory to the Fathe His only begotten Son in Their blessings in the beginning never to end

The righteous shall florioush as the palm tree, Proclaiming the Lord is just in the blessing He does decree.

From the beginning and end of life not knowing why

From the beginning to the end in expansion of history,
Filled with countless moments of hope and misery.