Sky a mural painted with clouds mountains and trees.. monuments religious.. world round.. faithful on their knees.. Stars on night of velvet sky.. rainbow glows surreal.. a world of beauty given.. in love nothing to steal..
Goblet from a time inscribed upon silver and glass.. crystal images seen.. as drinks and friendship pass.. artist honors universe.. humble lends his art.. to those who think they are cursed.. lest he come apart..
Sycamore has a leaf.. fine light green and veins.. classy edged so much said.. fragile then again.. change of color equinox.. on the breeze descends.. to his brothers on the ground.. right where beauty sends..
Everything in every day.. right here.. kissed my face.. as I sing.. dance and smile.. shout ‘look you at this place’.. swear a mother bird can smile.. know she got a song.. everything in every way.. proclaims ‘there is no wrong’..
There really is not anything.. planned conspired said.. save what is invented.. by greed in evil heads.. friends touched.. and I mean it crazy.. lust for safe control.. need to dilute fear that rules their very soul..
Lest my word appear to come from Judgment Avenue.. understand no ledgered hand comes when I write of true.. steer clear of hippocracy.. go to sunny morn.. go to infant wisdom.. our spark of life when born..
Compete in a sport world.. flex well in a game.. tax your mind in atoms.. how they never are the same.. start a weather channel.. wonder clouds above.. remember that certain child.. who remembers love..
Thought for this day.. ‘Living for what is true in heart and mind.. living for what is now.. not what was and is now redundant.. learning only history from a dead past.. leaves the wonder and beauty of our Earth.. of how we are!’