i dont know who or what

conceived by storm,nursed by its path.i hear the flutethat time ignores.i dance in the smallnessof the tiny bud.i pray like thunderto a god that growls.i wait in the silenceof the aftermath.filled with the joy of survival,and the weepingof the mortal lost!i am alive!i celebrate the living.i console the deadwith remembered moments.i am nothing,neither claim nor…

i smell the perfume of rain not fallen.i taste the lips of earth, and of trees.i see the fire in cold artic winters.i hear the words the wind desires.i smell the scent of passion held back.i taste the blood of coming death.i see the dawn of the blackened cave.i hear the weeping of mountains still.i…

is to pretend it doesnt matter!to pretend that i dont care!life is too precious to pretend,too valuable to waste…every moment is a gift,every second eternal!live! be drunk with living!

my wife’s tears fall like thunderto an empty bowli have nothing to buy with,nothing to trade, nowhere to beg,and nothing to stealthe baby’s sick, there’s nothingi can do except watch her diein her momma’s nothing armshungry, and hopelessnothing i can do.

like a shovel with a broken handle,of no use anymore.i’m not that old yet,the embers still glow.with a little tender care,there’s a fire beneath!i’m not that old yet,my hands still fit the plow.my back is still strong,my eyes still twinkle.i’m not that old yet,to be forgotten in a chair.i still need a woman,a lover, and…

dirty faced kids in the back….you could tell they’d been crying.‘you got gas money, bud?have them kids eaten? ‘….‘we’re fine… thanks for the help…’and they drove off onfifteen dollar tires…to find a new life!and it’s Christmasall over the world!