Beauty of the silence floats on heartbeat round my breath.. ‘Awaken senses’.. cries a man.. some turn to living death.. all around the campfire.. snowy mountains high.. the nothing of another.. behind another lie..
Contrast vast yet personal.. colors flow around.. all the shapes for those who look.. decide from solid ground.. critique never heard unless echoed around home.. freaky never listened beyond fashion and chrome..
Sense flowers.. trees.. the finest cars from engineers.. a fine balance.. a tolerance.. designer’s thankful tears..
I seek peace beyond the fleece and bleating s0cial lamb.. believe in every feeling.. think it.. share who I am..
Perfect you where born my friends.. even lame or dumb.. even in dark silent worlds.. know where they come from..
A perfect gift of life.. gift of those aloof who know.. joy to live this perfect ride.. chase their all perfect glow..
Thanksgiving for those living in the spirit of the all.. changing clothes for Winter.. trees paint hills colors of Fall..
Thank you for the dream of equal.. in the strength of law.. thank you for the freedom sought.. behind those things you saw..
Thank you natives of this precious land.. for times when we ungrateful.. betrayed your offered hand..
In times passed in ignorance.. we prayed.. life pages turned.. to understand.. share our best.. and grow in what we learned..
Thought.. ‘Learning is seldom convenient’.. ‘When convenient it is only with the permission, it seems, of fate’..
I offer humble respect on this Hanukkah to the ‘Maccabees’ for their victory in freedom from oppression.. Peace Tony