And yet, Life Flows,
Different in many zones
But always wanting to know,
Where we come from
And where our lives go.
Mystery of Mysteries,
Will we ever know?
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They’re out for the kill!
Gives no thrillTo some observing citizenry,That know what’s happening,Giving our bones,A disgusting chill,Are we on our wayTo join Latin AmericaWhere no honesty ever existsAs political will…?
So much on Earth,
So well planned, tending perfection,Yet man knows none,What is so perfectly done,Our so called ‘civilizations’,Try their best to get undone.
Time’s flow
And what remains?Does beauty,Still remain,When yearsDo not forget?If you’re goodIt does,If your considerateIt doesIf you loveIt does,Because,LoveNever grows old,It’s strongerDeeper,Than All,The TimeThat flows.
The moon creeps
Tell me whyShould INot love you,Why?Love is a feelingLike spiritual laceDelicate and tenderBut also,As wide as space,Tell me,Why should I not love youWhy?If all but LoveIs a senseless waste.
Oh Love,
Love!The deepest throbThat hearts can feelAs mortals kneelBefore your alterLife begets,This tender,Everlasting, feelingOf sweet surrender,That only Loving heartsCan ever have,On learningLife’s secret meaning.
As in a prayer,
And Dare,Make you my Refuge, forever,As long as I live, as long as I breath,I promise to honor and love you,As if we had Always been together,Blending Soul and Spirit,In a Love that has no measureAs in a prayer,Always together.