Abstract.. out front.. thoughts of beauty.. celebrated wise.. seen in piles of garbage.. economic lies.. define mine.. define yours.. define every way.. what is seen.. dirty clean.. is how you feel today..
Down along memory.. accent every thrill.. beauty.. trees.. a lover’s squeeze.. place friend showed you skill.. love without a hangup.. feel love in eyes true.. species who stood you time past.. feel today anew..
on each date.. there is a gate.. open just so far.. to create.. unchanging fate.. perhaps a lucky star.. how you see a beauty living.. colors that astound.. beauty is part your past.. as past comes around..
Always is the only true.. ‘bring it when you come’.. on horizon getting closer.. until a crumb.. grows to a loaf of bread.. foods that you desire.. as food in your cupboard.. old thoughts may expire..
save the ones known good now.. know it since your birth.. who you are.. what you be.. as mirror shows your worth..
pebbles cast to water ripples carry out.. past happy to lend.. when joy is not about..
‘Common denominators’ are things understood mutually.. good things now.. ones that validate the wondrous good inside each living thing.. hold the same good as they did in centuries past.. is one happy number everyone knows.. Peace T.
©AC.1.7.12.arr././
