Just An Explanation

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Preface:

 

I am a man of few words

Often trying to point

Trying to explain in staccato

 

Words may confuse

Often obtuse, without reference

Unless known, or felt

 

So now I open the book;

A gentle conversation:

 

 

A conversation where more is better

We all seem to be about more:

 

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I see beauty in all things

I see love in what is unloved

To be unloved, means to me

That something was once loved

 

And remains

 

I see peace in anger and war

Without either, there is not the other

And I know joy in sorrow

For one cannot be without another

 

Bound as one

 

There is no separation in life

Tension lives in opposites

In Life itself, and beyond

And we are here, now

 

We always were

 

If I can open my heart to you

Forget the argument, the words

I can maybe see, your side

As we sit here face to face

 

Open and vulnerable

 

Though we disagree, we see

I look into your eyes

And you are me, who I was

And I understand

 

You do not need to

 

If only I can see clearly

It is enough for now

If only one knows the truth

Others will follow

 

At least it is a start.

 

Land Of Dreams

 

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Nothing is, as it seems

Veiled and false

In this land of dreams

 

Beauty covers pain

Deeply hidden

No one is to blame

 

What you may want

Others become

Farther from the Fonte

 

Cut the subtle vein

The horror within

As life yields to pain

 

And awaken, please

From this play

You have the keys

 

Stoic

Love Of Old

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No longer chasing things I didn’t need

Things they told me I wanted

And I believed

 

The blinding fire finally recedes

And time has granted me

All of my life’s pleads

 

“He is old they say;” outdated

But I know what they do not

Yet I care not to debate

 

I am, as I was as a child, I remain

Outward visages are deceiving

I was as you, these things I retain

 

And all must learn these things in time

As I smile, watching this world

Knowing a truth I hope you may find

 

Stoic.

Daily

I see and love

I understand,  I try

Unmoved in my seeing

In the least of these

 

I do not; I cannot, judge

Every breath a gift

Yet I cannot rest

Even if not for me

 

Others abound

And I fail into my,”Life.”

My Wants go

My Concerns go

 

I am for you.

I have always been

For in you, I am

You may be

 

Someone I know

Or a stranger

You may be Him

How can I know?

 

And I realize

“You,” are in all

Every touch I give

Every heart I know

 

I am Yours.