IS art the free flying bird
without constraints of
morality?
IS life the weight of shoves
setting traps for the dove
of peace and love?
I can only
(no, you do not think)
then we know what
is within our veins
the false fox hole
where there are atheists
we wept searching for the
forest and maybe hills
the home: where souls
rest from drills
I saw/see the beauty of
art in all solidarity
it brings together all
of precious humanity
P E A C E bee with
nature and spirit!

:: 12102015 ::