we cross this bridge,

every grain of sand,even the deserted webblown by the wind!every unwanted child,every family made refugeesby war, or by poverty.every angry kid on the streets,every forgotten man in prison.would my work be finished?what if i took the timeto wipe away every tear,to clean the wounds of the wretched,to fill the bowls of the hungry…to touch the…

i just keep walking!

speak not of judgement,you are not the judge.speak not of salvation,let your living be your scriptures.speak not of scriptures,let your actions be your holy book.speak not as apostle or teacher,speak as a human being.speak not of god,then god will speak through you!speak not as a man,for you are woman too.speak not with hateful malice,for love…

and eat with Him…dont talk to me about patriotism,the only flag i allowis the one that burns.dont talk to me about freedom,bought with the bloodof Native Americans…Asians, Africans, Middle Eastern peoples,and renegade fugitive Irishmen.dont talk to me about equality,when you treat your women as possessions.dont talk to me about morality,dont even go there!dont talk to…

until we find peace within…men who are not at peacewithin… start wars, fight wars,and kill innocent people.the whole journey begins andends within… when we strayfrom the path we become the toolof suffering… we become fear!the poetic experience seeksto free us from our fears…and it begins by being a mirror!

out of our fears andinsecurities…God has many faces,many voices, many forms.the only limits we impose.holiness is diversity,human beings clutch at shadows.light becomes lighteven on the darkest night.and the darkness itselfholds secrets.lay down your bodies,and walk with the wind.every moment a death,and a beginning.out of formlessthe form becomes.each wave is different,all a part of the sea!