In my candid opinion,
Spiritual miracles,
Inexplicable feelings
Deep, way inside
That give you
Such pleasure,
You want to relive them
Over and Over and Over
Again!
Before you die
You want to feel them
Every second of your life,
For
Love is Beauty
And
Beauty is Love.
They belong together,
Of that there’s no doubt.
When young he takes his toys apart,When older, of logic and balance,He wants no part.
Don’t let ChameleonsFool you!Those that call others, racistsWithout fundament or reason,Are themselves the biggest RacistsThey drown innocence, truth and feelings,For, the truest and biggest racistAre They!Who want total control and power,But have nothing positiveTo give or say,As they attack othersIn a most false and despicable way!
For they are able to feel and see,What no prose can ever beAnd live in perpetual discovery.
Fly together,In good or bad weather.
Handsome land of ecstasyThat should always be sincereFar from moodiness and fearWhere Love findsIts reverie,Tolerant and always free.Here today andGone tomorrowGive well-beingNever sorrow.
Feeling all,That’s what Poetry isAnd for the poetThat writes it,A magnificent worldOf unending bliss.
