The Beauty we create

Fooling others is their ‘art’,Wish them all a good depart,Jail is always a good start.

We’re but human Puzzles,Spinning, spinning, spinning,Answers and temptations,Looking for salvation,Light, from yonder Star,Knowing, knowing, knowingHow alone, we really are.

What is Life worthIf we can neverTrust, one another.So much Hate,So little Love,So much blood spilled,Never enough!Running out of time,A Mountain of Destruction,Is History’s climb!

In my candid opinion,Spiritual miracles,Inexplicable feelingsDeep, way insideThat give youSuch pleasure,You want to relive themOver and Over and OverAgain!Before you dieYou want to feel themEvery second of your life,ForLove is BeautyAndBeauty is Love.They belong together,Of that there’s no doubt.

Maybe?Don’t go by the book,I improvise,However, my favoriteRecipeIs alphabet soup,Nourishing,With audacityBody and mind,Loving all words,I find.

Trying to cope with being alone,Roses, as you sway,In the dying light of day,Memory winds play,A saddened song.Remembering,Past images, display,Moments, times foregone,Then, without request,Time stops or rests,And Life loses,What is its best:‘A tender smile,A pressing hand,The Look of LoveA passion grand.’You close your eyesYour heart just cries.It’s hard to breath,The wind is cold,Pain does not…