if you

If you float within his arc
You will always feel the spark
If you try to impede
His path
he will make you feel the wrath

love is

Love is an evolution of the soul
At times it is in parts, at times
It is whole.
At times it feels bad, at times
It feels good.
But love is love,
Doing what love should

gait

she walked in slow deliberation,
each step its own off syncopation.
inspite of her now wobbly gait,
she was thankful that life was still on her plate

heel leo

the sun stretched his arms
against the purple sky,
saw the chaos down below,
and started to cry.

carriage trade

the carriage trade does not belong
pulled behind horses, so proud and strong
tormented by traffic odors and sounds
surrounded by danger, to be run aground
please ban this tired old world pretension
so our beloved horses no longer
live in fear and apprehension

shades open

the little moon danced around the sun.
it was so warm, he wanted some.
he edged up closer to the heat,
the sun said no, you are complete.
it is i who brings the warmth of day,
you are for the night, so cold you stay.

shades drawn

one day the stars just took a walk,
they did not turn around,
they did not balk.
the bustling planet world below,
too many cruelties, they had to go.
the moon watched as they made their flight,
soon following in this darkest of nights.