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    To One and All...
    ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~
    The poems in the following * POEMS03.HTM * file have been arranged
    in the order they have been written.   The depth and nature of the
    poems therefore indicate the changes the author experienced during
    the time they were produced. There are more than 540 poems and the
    quality between the first ones and the last ones is remarkable!

    Many of the poems practically wrote themselves and all I had to do
    was sit still long enough for them to come through.  At the time I
    was totally amazed where they all came from.  Often I thought that
    I had become that good all of a sudden.  This naturally is not so,
    for all I did was function as an instrument or channel of the Soul
    I really am. I hope that many of these poems speak to the Soul you
    are, and if so; they really come from you!

    The poems in all their "simplicity and profoundness" form a course
    in metaphysics just by themselves.  It is possible therefore to go
    through them one by one, and learn more than by reading a stack of
    books.  The poems in these files are aspects of my Higher Self and
    with great pleasure do I hereby dedicate them:
           - To the World of Man and his Infinite Endeavours -

     Only because of the steady performance of my Benefactors have my
     poems been realized.  Humbly I acknowledge the great changes and
     growth that took place within me in the years 1979 to 1984.

                            Sincerely yours,
                                         Gerardus Everardus Tros

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                           AS A SPIRIT DIVINE
                           ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

           On my journey through Space
                          there is no about face
                 There is no beginning... there is no end
                        Forever forwards in an infinite trend.

           There is no Distance... nor Time
                                 I could not call mine
                            Because before I was I
                                          My Home was the Sky.

           Yet in Person and Mind
                            I was of a similar kind
                        With no Body... yet Soul
                                      I was part of the Whole.

           Looking back on it all
                       My remembrance is but small
                 But I definitely know
                               I was part Spirit... part Glow.

           Yet now in a Body of Flesh
                              I can look at it fresh
                 And as far as I can see
                                 I am part God... and part me.

           Because my Body... Mind... and Eternal Soul
                  Make-up One Entity... One Perfect Whole
                         Still flying through Space
                                 Like my Kind... like my Race.

           Of a highly specialized kind
                  Is my Identity and my Mind
                              Made up of Spirit and Soul
                         It is but a Part.... yet it is Whole.

           Outside my Body is my Spirit and Mind
                  Influenced by Others... of every Kind
             By Divine Inspiration and Infinite Glow
                   Enlightened in Spirit... forever I'll grow.

           No way to return... no way to retrace
                  For now.... I'm of the Human Race
              Destined to use this Material Plane
                         For Spiritual Growth and Useful Gain.

           In my body... this Space-suit...
                    from the time of my Birth
              I will live... I will die...
                         on this Planet called Earth
              To manifest Life... in God's Creation Sublime
                   And return to myself... as a Spirit Divine.

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                              03044-1979/80







                           OF IMMEASURABLE GRACE
                           ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                For every blade of grass I see                    
                                   For every flower...            
                                             for every tree       
                                                                  
                I look up...                                      
                    into the Sky so Blue                          
                          And wonder...                           
                                  who am I...                     
                                            and who are YOU?      
                                                                  
                Oh God...                                         
                    make me...                                    
                       as a Member of your Race                   
                              by your slightest touch...          
                                      of Immeasurable Grace.      

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                               03045-1979/80







                             FOR YOU TO ENJOY
                             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

          The greatest Importance...
                       in Life my Friends
                               are the proper actions...
                                                before it ends.

          Because after the transition to the Beyond from here
                    you have arrived at a lonely pier.

          Your do's and don't's from the life just past
                 will speak for you... and are weighed at last.

          So... never ever... do ever forget
                            that life as it should be...
                                        is sweetness and sweat.

          Just make certain...
                  that while you are here
                            you come loaded with Gold
                                             at the final pier.

          And only with Gold...
                 that you know how to employ
                             can you build a Garden...
                                             for you to enjoy.

                 (Gold is knowing how to use your Mind)

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                               03046-1979/80







                      IN LIGHT AND LOVE DO WE EXCEL
                      ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

           When I do pass... and seemingly die
                          just gently pause... but do not cry.
           For this my Body... that lies so still
                          was but the shell of my living will.

           I died but live... and I'm still me
                 through death... I'm born... completely free.
           My Soul... my Spirit... is still with you
                   with God and Friends I live... I be and do.

           And when this phase will come for you
                         the rewards deserved are coming true.

                For in this Plane...
                       where Spirits dwell
                               In Light and Love ...
                                            do we excel.

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                              03047-1979/80







                            FOR TIME TO LAST
                            ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                        Was I a poet once before?
                   Did I indeed write score by score?
                    Where was I... what was my name?
                      Was I healthy... was I lame?

                      Was I just I... was I but me?
                  Am I a person... we should call 'we'?

                                Well...?
                 Whatever I was... in lives just past...
                     I am I now... for time to last.

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                              03048-1979/80







                         OF YOUR KINGDOM SUBLIME
                         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

          Every Life in this material Plane
                             should be lived to make it a Gain.
          A Gain to grow in Spirit and Soul
                            fulfilling its Purpose...
                                       in approaching the Goal.

          The Goal to become 'one' with the Cosmic Power
                    A Desire to be... like an unfolding Flower.
          Convinced in Knowledge from the Light Above
                            That of the virtues of Man...
                                          the Greatest is Love.

          For every man with his Soul Divine
                            will live forever by Cosmic Design.
          And in this World... in this material Plane
                                  The purpose of Living...
                                             is Spiritual Gain.

          Through infinite Love and immeasurable Grace
                               the Universe created every Race.
          And gave us the Chance to become 'one' with IT
                         by dedicating our Lives... bit by bit.

          Oh... Infinite Wisdom... Infinite Glow
                        Teach us your Love... and make it grow.
          Teach us your Knowledge with patience of Time
                      And make us your Servants...
                                       of your Kingdom-Sublime.

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                              03049-1979/80







                          AND SHARING OF BLISS
                          ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

         Now that my Life flows with a faster pace
                 And there still is not a day I want to retrace
         And not a moment I want to repeat or retain
                          Being afraid to lose momentum or gain
         And older in years... and trying so many a probe
                 I now understand... the purpose on this globe.

         It is so simple... and yet my efforts so small
               Although I give it my Life... my best... my all.
         So to you then my Friends... about to perceive
                       I dedicate this Poem to make you believe
         That my trials... tribulations and adversity
                     Formed the stepping stones to my sincerity

         Yet all my efforts are so tiny... so very little
             So fragile... so easily dented... so very brittle.
         While the Purpose my Friends... of Life as it is
                is Giving... is Loving... and Sharing of Bliss.

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                              03050-1979/80







                                  FAITH
                                  ~~~~~

            Eternity is not any greater...
                    than the thought that can think of it.
            And yet this thought...
                   is infinite in and by itself
                            And Eternal in Time and Space.

                     For it travels out to the Stars
                                and back
                         in the wink of an eye.

                       To return to its producer.

          Since eternal times
               each thought is infinite
                             in Time and Space.
               While the Infinity of Time and Space
                                   is but a thought.
                          A thought of the Master Thinker.

          The Master Thinker...
                 has within itself
                           the Universe of Thought.
                                             For IT is IT.

               IT...created... ALL THAT IS.
                       Including thinkers like you and I.

               How great IT is...
                   we cannot think of.
                            For we only have...
                                    mortal comprehension.
               Thouhgts like these....
                                produce and are... FAITH.

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                              03051-1979/80







                              WHO  is  WHO
                              ~~~~~~~~~~~~

                 People seem to think
                             that the world is theirs.
                       They act as if they own it.

                 But in reality....
                         they are but occupants.
                                          Temporarily.

                 We are on this world in companionship
                            with the animals
                        the forests and flowers.

                 And although people act
                        as if they own the world
                                   they still pay rent.

                 The rent they pay
                        is evident in two ways...
                             in either Sorrow and Misery
                                         or
                              in Recognition and Prayer.

                 Most do not know....
                                that they have a choice.

                 The ones who pay in Sorrow and Misery
                         are the ones who think
                        that they own the world.

                     The ones who pay in Recognition
                               and prayer
                    are the ones who do not want it.

                 They know that the world...
                         belongs to the Cosmic Universe.

                       They know.... WHO  is  WHO.

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                              03052-1979/80







                         THINK!  LOVE!  INTUIT!
                         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                Talking sometimes confuses
                        but intuition never does.
                                             It explains.

                Reading is listening
                            without hearing.
                      While looking is not seeing.

                            Seeing is not even believing.

                Believing is...
                            what we think to be true.
                It's only our reality.
                          And only one of many realities.

                               All we see
                            and all we touch
                        is only relatively real.

                             Or an illusion.

                And so are we.
                         We are made that way on purpose.

                We are atoms that speak and think
                                  by means of Spirit.
                                      Part of Cosmic One.

                Knowing is....
                    to be conscious of Consciousness.

                    All of us... know very little.
                                      Not even ourselves.

                To learn to be...
                       conscious of Consciousness
                                    start by being aware.

                         THINK!  LOVE!  INTUIT!

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                              03053-1979/80







                        WHY YOU... ARE YOU AGAIN
                        ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Your memory of Life and Living
                          is what you remember after leaving.
                And while you rest upon the Sky
                                        you become aware.

            You'll become aware...
                    what it was you did...
                                and didn't do.
                        And then you will understand...
                                            why you were you.

            You will see then...
                        that all of it was good.
                                 Good for Learning.
                                            And good for you.

            And after an eternal rest...
                         upon the Memory of God
                                           You'll live again.

            To try all over again.
                   With a fresh outlook.
                               You will do this...
                                         over and over again.

                Until you know...
                         and understand...
                                      why You...
                                           are You again.

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                              03054-1979/80







                             BUT NEVER DIES
                             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

          The Truth...
                 people never like to hear.
                       They would rather hear what they like.

          And to live...
                 in continual self-deception...
                                      is what they like best.

          They are gullible.
                For one big lie repeated repeatedly
                                            gives them faith.

                    And finally...
                         they think it to be true.

          Being entertained...
                    is their main purpose.
                                 They have become the clowns.

          Materialism is their God.
                   Commercials their bodily needs.
                                And angel-cake their helpers.

          They read filth.
                   And revel.
                        Thinking is their enemy...
                                     and Destiny their curse.

          Their Soul is dying...
                while their bodies pray for dirt.
                                   Not even their God...
                                               can save them.

           The Light that is...
                        within them all...
                                    is suffering.
                                              But never dies.

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                              03055-1979/80







                               BY LIVING
                               ~~~~~~~~~

            Man will never know...
                            "The Ultimate Truth"
                     unless he becomes "The Ultimate Being".

            To become The Ultimate Being
                        Man has to become the "All Knowing".

                  "All Knowing" is Total Consciousness.

            Total Consciousness is attained
                                          by Self-Knowledge.

            Total Self-Knowledge is learned in stages.
                   The stages of Life and Death...
                                        repeated many times.

            Man will never know...
                         "The Ultimate Truth"
                    and become "The Ultimate Being"
                                           as a Human Being.

                    He has to become more.
                                    He has to become Divine.

            Man as a Human Being...
                       can only have 'opinions'.

                 True 'opinions' are obtained
                                  by thinking and intuition.

            All People... at all times...
                           are in the process
                                   of learning this
                                         more and more.
                                                  BY LIVING.

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                              03056-1979/80







                             AND MANY OTHERS
                             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

         Your 'destiny' is your CREATION.

         You create it by - Your Actions and Thoughts.
                          - Your Emotions and Behaviour.
                          - Your Character and Attitude.
                          - Your Self-Control and Self-Knowledge.

             Your 'destiny' is the Total Sum of your deeds.

             You - as of now - are the result of
                                   what you ever have been.

                      In this life or other lives.

         Even your physical shape... form... constitution
                                                       or
                                                    heredity
                                                       is
                                                dependent on you.

              You cannot escape ever.
                         The 'fate' you meet...
                                     is created by YOU.

         You can however 'change' or determine...
                                    your 'destiny' in the future.

                  By planning now...  for future lives.

           By adjusting - Your Actions and Thoughts.
                        - Your Emotions and Behaviour.
                        - Your Character and Attitude.
                        - Your Self-Control and Self-Knowledge.

                  Life is...
                        a pay and learn program.
                              And nothing is impossible.

                    BUDDHA DID IT.
                             JESUS DID IT.
                                     AND MANY OTHERS.

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                              03057-1979/80







                           THE LIGHT OF BIRTH
                           ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

          Neither my Hands...
                  nor my Mind...
                       can grasp the Immensity of the Universe.

          And yet my Thoughts there wander.
                         Into infinite Infinity
                                   and return before I know it.

          Telling me...
               that although I cannot grasp
                            this tremendous Space
                                  it is all within me
                                                  as much
                                             as I am within it.

          And all I see outside of me...
                                  and around me
                seems to be unfolding from the inside out
                bursting forth
                      from the Crevasses of my Mind
                                           that is Timeless
                                       and all Space embracing.

          For I am part of 'All That Is'
                                     and am
                                  'All That Is'
                                         and ever will be.

                  For all I see... and am...
                                      is Consciousness.
                                Hidden in but Earth
                                                I call my Body.

                  That's why my Freedom
                              is my Confinement.
                       For I am trapped by being conscious
                                                  of being Man.

          While the Mystery of Space
                             and 'All That Is'
                                     is no greater
                                          than the puzzle I am.

              Hunkering to know my God
                           like an unborn Babe
                                       longs for
                                       the Light of Birth.

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                              03058-1979/80







                          BECAUSE OF YOU AND ME
                          ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

          There are no words to describe
                  the Light that is invisible
                            but reflects from your Face
                                    and shows me
                                  Your Inner Smile.
                                         Powered by Sunlight
                                      yet softer than the Moon.

          That's why I thus write
                       of the Beauty I see
                             of the Innermost Image
                                             of your Soul
                                             that speaks to me.

                  With Words...
                      that are inaudibly expressed
                             and are shown in Feelings.

          Feelings of Life in Mirrors
                      of Understanding and Love
                                    by Colours of Light
                                    that reflect...
                                              You to ME...
                                                    so clearly.

          I do not know...
                     I think... I love you.
                              Love you for what you are
                                                   and are not.

          I see in you...
                 the reflection of me.

                 In colours transparent
                               that shine forth from you
                                       and say...
                             that you and I are really One
                                            but only different.

          Really One...
                  but only different
                       in this our Earth-Time
                                 that really is not
                                              and yet is...
                                         Because of You and Me.

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                              03059-1979/80







                               NUCLEAR PIT
                               ~~~~~~~~~~~

             The High Priests of Science
                              and the Authorities that know
             Close their Mind in Confusion
                                     at the sight of an UFO.



             Living Creatures... roaming the Sky
                         in Multi-Form and Glowing Eye

             Intelligent Beings on a Higher Plane
                              How absolutely absurd
                                     How insultingly insane.

                   There is no Life... in Sky or Space
             For we.... here on Earth are the smartest Race.

                How dare you to call our attention to it

                    For we only have time
                                   for a Nuclear Pit.

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                              03060-1979/80







                         THE SUPREME IN IGNORANCE
                         ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

                I... yes I...
                            I am the most beautiful Flower
                And when I need Sunshine... I demand
                     And when I need Rain... I have it
                And when I need Shelter... I stop the Wind.

                And when I bloom...
                         the World is in awe.
                                For I am...
                                the most beautiful Flower.

           And at Night... when I dream
                             I dream about the growth around me.
           And then... I wallow in Superiority...
                                             and scorn the dirt.

           And forever shall be damned... this grass.
                  This eternal growth around me...
                                that dares to entangle my roots.

           And when the Sun arises in the morning...
                                       I am the one that shines.

                For my Colours are...
                               the Light in Brilliance.
                And when I say so...
                        the Sun hides its Face...
                                        behind my Rain.

           For I... I am the most beautiful Flower...
                                   and the Supreme in Ignorance.

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                              03061-1979/80







                             NOT JUST BY TWO
                             ~~~~~~~~~~~~~~~

            Where are the Moments that we shared?
                       Where are the Minutes that we cared?
            Where is the Touch of your Hand to mine?
                    Where did we leave our Feelings Divine?

            Contented though...
                     with the Sharing of Thought
                          Is what those Moments...
                                        for us did wrought.

            Never ever though...
                          my Love... my Serene
                          will we forget these times
                                                   so keen.

            Forwards... ever
               with no return
                  with Glances back
                     that made us learn
                        that Love and Kindness
                            and Patience too
                               can be shared by all...
                                           not just by two.

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                              03062-1979/80







                              UNTIL BEYOND
                              ~~~~~~~~~~~~

               Since Words are but a useless token
                               we meet and none is spoken.

               Our Glances...
                     connecting Eye to Eye...
                             carry the Silence of the Sky.

               Our Thoughts do meet
                                and we sustain
                        the Wisdom and the Inner Pain
                                  of Meetings
                              in the Inner Shade
                     with Thoughts in Time we can't evade.

               No Light will ever...
                        show the Pain
                               born out of Love
                                          so quite insane.

               And why can't this silent...
                               and secret Bond
                                      not be consumed
                                             until Beyond?

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                              03063-1979/80

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