It’s given with intention
For Happiness to bring.
It is a calming moment,
A cloud filled with a smile
Communication opens,
So happy for a while.
A hug, a kiss, a hand press,
Given at the right time.
Can change a lifeless moment
Into something so Sublime!
The one thing you cannotForce, create or rhyme,Golden threads of happinessLife’s most glorious graceMiraculously embroidered,With heavenly loving lace.
The only ideal place,Where all fits like a glove.
Perhaps, in the Sky,Escaping us,Maybe, that’s whyWith their imagination,Poets, learn to fly.
los dolores, las perdidas,las lagrimas lloradas.HavenI lose myself in rhyming clouds,Verse calms our throbbing sores,Our pains, our losses,The tears already cried.
Of humble pie,To meditate and learn,To create dreams,And not my bridges burnNot to turn my eye,Away from injustice,Condemn, those that lie,Project and Love Beauty,Using Poetry’s endless urn,Until the day, I die.
From the worm to the mammoth,The species have traveled,From ameba, to us,The most mysteriousAnd the one,That most makes, a fuss.ooooooooolast dancellO
