Only then will the guilt come back to haunt and maim your mind.
Life must be lived daily in and through honest forgiving love
and compassion.
No hate or contempt, lies or swearing to pass your hungry lips.
All of life finally exists at that tiny moment of death, so
live it wisely and do not brush it aside as lightly as you will
one day wipe away the tears of my demise.
Love and be loved as you are, unconditionally alone and together
with one another while life exists for you on earth.
Never perfect, we wallow in tears at times, not wanting to go on living.Listening to our heartbeat’s rhythm, pumping away at life, as tears flow constantly with every reminder and memory brought to mind.
Taking hold of every loose idea forming in pools of crystal sand, showing us pictures of what our future’s will become.Beating rhythms constantly, touching senses of this mind, reverberating in caverns of stifled beauty, awaiting returns of brilliant voicing.
For betterment of intellect, it rushes quickly and penetratingly onto the dance floor of my mind.Giving me thoughts to supplicate the many ideas surging forward.Taking all of creative assertiveness and laying it on the table.
Joking around, holding our minds in a territory not many can attain.Human spirits, beautiful to behold on earth, with eyes always on heaven’s gates.Following a pathway to holy lights of bluened gardens in our final resting places.
Waiting for expressions to propagatein gatherings of intense piety.Listening always for the beauty ineyes of sunsets.
