as the moon

as the moon
discovers the clouds
we close our eyes
our mind not loud
in reverence of that
...which we did not
create
our souls in prayer
we stand
at the gate

being alive

Being alive is the greatest gift
That we are ever given
Whether our style is laid back
Or we are by success driven
The goal is to be, as
We unfold the rest
The moment is forever
Each one is, the best

adversity

adversity is a word
it is not a label
we can do anything
if we believe
we are able

nada nada nada

words

words can hurt
words can "slay"
words can take
ones breath away
words can harm
...words can cure
words are forever
words endure

dreams

dreams are the
foundation of our
spiritual timbre
they give us
reasons why
...and keep us
emotionally
limber♥

the sky is filled

the sky is filled with one thousand stars
you can reach out and touch
though they are so far
you can bask in their light
as you flow with your dreams
...the beauty within us
is just as it seems♥

a chance

a chance to dream
a chance to sleep
in my lonely castle
i sit and weep

ad infinitum

forever is a moment, not encapsulated
it is a notion, amorphous, by man
delegated
it has no depth, no width,
no size
...in this elusiveness
man cannot surmise
so guess he does,
he mulls and ponders
as through his life span,
finite,
he wanders

your dreams

your dreams may follow
your dreams may lead
they can be the
driving force
behind your
...every word
and deed
never shut
out these reveries
they nourish your heart
and soul
without them
your spirit flees♥

playing

playing both sides against the middle
is the wrong path to choose
in the end, you will lose
these are real people
that you hurt
it is with real feelings
that you flirt
the wise and the aware
see what you do
they think you do not care
it must be true
they watch the games
the eyes, the looks
the things one does not learn
from reading books
and quietly they sit,
until they see fit

life asks

life asks so little
life asks too much
lives gives what you
put in
yet sometimes this
...is not enough
life has its own rules
it is not by man driven
it is only the fool
who thinks life
is a given

what is it like?

what is it like, to be a part?
to own a special place
in someone's heart
to be connected
inside a home
in a world
outside a poem?

earth

just a little planet among the stars
spinning no place
not getting far
just a seablue
sunlit little ball
stuck in the middle
of it all

i hold your hand

i hold your hand when i open my eyes
and when i close them, you are by my side
when i walk you walk close behind
when i think, you are in my mind
you give me power, the strength to
...perceive
every hour, i need to believe

with love and light

with love and light
sweet bird in flight
show me the way
through my darkest
night
...lead me to
a place warm and far
lead me to
wherever you are
show me the path
that you have found
take me to your
sacred ground

shame

it is a shame that in god's

different faces,

all this hate,

in so many places

tolerance cuts both ways

and teaching it, a must

this is the only way

to bring about trust

too much blood shed

too many slain

shouting their dieties

name in pain

how do we transcend

this history dire

and to a higher path,

aspire

a little touch

a little touch of love
as it lands so soft,
can keep one's spirit
soaring, aloft♥

in life

in life we really have a choice
to obey or disobey our inner voice
to focus and fret on every ache and pain
is counterproductive and will
drive you insane
...look at the good
at what you can do
the rest will follow
it is up to you:-D

love does not

love does not come with
limits built in
this package arrives
with a warm, gentle grin

in the end

in the end there is only the sky
the earth moving forward
the sea rising high
the mountains in harmony
touching the moon
the sun shining brightly
there is so much room
a balance of life forces
no conquering spirit
the creator is smiling
the creator can hear it

the bridge of the rainbow

the world we live, so far from fair

so many out there

not enough to care

too many cold nights

no food or water to be found..

sleeping unsheltered

on lonely, sad ground

but god is forever with us

though not always close at hand

he is around the corner

when we can no longer stand

his arms wait outstretched

in the land we call peace

with angels around him

then troubles will cease

the bridge of the rainbow

love and colors galore

where souls play in safety

forever and more♥

your dreams

your dreams are as close as your fingertips
dust yourself off, even if your slip

a velvet mitten

the world will exact its price
sometimes nasty
sometimes nice
we grab the fruit
hoping we do not get bitten
...all the while
wearing
a velvet mitten

marcher

be true to yourself
and if the noise distracts
walk away
and move on to the
second act:-D

was...not is

cluttered and clouded
in sadness enshrouded
my own self a shrine
of not feeling fine

the creator

God has no name
God has no face
God is everywhere
God is every place
God is in the air
God is in the sky
God has no answers
But God knows why

in the

in the sour half
of an ill slept night
a long dormant dream
in perfect flight

in the simple
the gentle sound
lies the truth
most profound

love is

love is pure
love is free
love has no
society
love just feels
......love just cares
anyplace it is
anywhere♥

did you ever

did you ever want to take a walk
no voices required. no need to talk
just following your feet, wherever they go
moving forward, no need to know




i stretch my arms to say hello
nighty night
it is time to go♥

no point

no point in dwelling on
what we cannot change
take life as you live it
an even exchange
we are blessed for each
moment that we are alive
good deeds that we foment
that for which we strive
no day is a given
no words
absolute
if by love we are driven
we will stand
resolute

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this is a fact
not urban legend
nor rumor
when one gets
overwhelmed
...try a good dose
of humor
laugh at something
silly or subtle
and don't let
the grinches
give any rebuttal

out in the corner

from high above the creator sits
and watches, as man does what
he sees fit
out in the corner of his eye
we hear the thunder
feels his sighs