Laughter and happiness slowly dying, sparkles of eyes being
put into depths of watery, deprecating tears.
Swelling with shame, little children are looking down
instead of inside for strength.
Walking paths alone and frightened, straying from normal
paths of humanity, fleeing from the arms who are supposed
to love them, falling face down because of abuse.
Gathering their skirts,forming a newly-made rain storm in flight.
my being and energizing thoughts in exacting order.Tantalizing odors oozing slowly around my space in theatmosphere, tempting me to write of them, fulfilling alifetime passion.
as synapses trigger and open up to let new ideas filter in.Tomorrow making sure they are up to date and can give out distinctions of palatable decisions, acquiring behavior modifications with an increased awareness and patient knowing.Uneclipsable hospitality, forging forgiveness as life discloses every thought unendingly through life with an onslaught of integrity and being.
Exercising my freedom, giving myself room to breatheinteriorly, leaving all recriminations behind as Itravel alone into the future.Never looking back, only inward.
Mistrusting every motive is a necessary beatitude in life.Such is the way of the world.Taking in all of earthly goods, knowing they will be foldednegatively into closets, crammed intuitively forever.
All of it done automatically, subconsciously, inmoments of contemplation.
