THE test of life —
not one of salvation
but that nature
allow us to remain
upon her paradise
:: 03-13-2014 ::
THE test of life —
not one of salvation
but that nature
allow us to remain
upon her paradise
:: 03-13-2014 ::
TODAY a chance to help one that hurt
Nothing more gave I but just a smile
Gently lifting such a spirit off the dirt
was nothing more than with a smile
Her health appeared strong but less
was the light that shone within her eyes
I took her hand and said love is real
suddenly her light grew more than fear
:: 02-19-2014 ::
AND when the wealthy become the poor
and the poor remain as before
who shall share a portion
of bread and water — even more
Tis the humble-poor who know no life
that weakens a soul through luxury
by far the poorest give the most
:: 02-18-2014 ::
The greatest cosmic joke:
that humans believe
they are in control
of world affairs
the cosmic Jester
— laughs —
WHAT do I miss of the older time
before the buzz and dizzy busy?
A quaint moment throughout the day
one of clarity and not dismay
When a walk meant a conversation
between my feet and cobblestone
And a tip of my hat to passerby
was just a kind and noble gesture
What do I miss of the older time…
a sense of sanity and kind humanity
:: 02-06-2014 ::
DESIRE pleases us
in many ways
the natural urge
— that compels
for many it must
be fastly quenched
or the magic
— loses its spell
My desire can never expire
it dwells within another place
— far from flesh and skin
between the fold
of existence
beyond the sight
of human eye
My desire — a burning fire
needs no explaining
it resides over there
— beyond the way
eccentric I am
some would say
:: 01-26-2014 ::
SOME say death is by chance
a twist of fate
— merely happenstance
And other take the rein
believing death by their own hands
I say death is the magician
A slight of hand — misdirection
— allowing humans to believe
the end is fate or self-fulfilled
But angels see the COLD PACT
forged before time itself
Life is a ledger and always paid
— when balance is due
:: 01-12-2013 ::
AND the last kiss
from the last lovers
on the last day
for Mother Earth
reignite the flowers
swimming fish
flying birds
crawling things
And the hope
for humanity
and all creatures
large and small
This is love…
::01-14-2014::
I TASTED a feeling of wonderment
more than once within a span of life
greatness prevailed human depravity
to hear Beethoven –
Symphony No. 9 in D minor, Op. 125
I tasted a feeling of wonderment
more than once within a span of life
greatness prevailed human ignorance
to understand Einstein –
E-MC2 is not small fare of ingenuity
I tasted a feeling of profound shame
more than once within a span of life
to read of tyranny –
Hitler, Mussolini, Mao, and Pol Pot
Wonderment is a bitter-sweet taste
it holds no-bar the color of bearer
wept we should and must we be in awe
humanity so beautiful yet so horrific!
::01/07/2014::
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