Until my last breath
My last gasp
I will be here
Trying to explain

The simplicity
We have lost
In the mêlée
We maintain

And to say Adieu
As I go from here
I will shed no tear
As I will see you soon.


Stoic & Buddhist



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.

The Custodians



We were given a gift

The world to command

All Wisdom in our hands


If the World was without us

How would it be less?


We were gifted the One

Self-aware and absorbed

Yet we are so blind


Ego raised to an art

A World set apart

And we raped it all


The world without Man

Nature’s balance

As it was planned


What was the gift

We gave?

What did we offer?


If we never were

Life would have endured

Ensured as designed


Yet we were, we are

Lost in ourselves

Until the bitter end

Cold Day Dreams


City sidewalk cafe

Crispy fried chicken

A sweet girl talking

All smiles and black hair full of curls


So familiar in her long black coat

Down and nylon

Is she the one serving?

Somehow I know her


From a dream or awake?

She asks about some children

As they play on the street

And I am awake


As she lingers within me


Dark Night



Dark beauty arise

In blackness

Dark nights reprise


Beyond sighted eyes

In silence

Beyond fallen cries


Faith no more

In sadness

Faith to abhor


Known yet unknown

In silence

Known yet alone


Dark beauty arise

In blackness

Dark beauty arise




If we are ever here to feel

In the sudden seeing of flight

Birds overhead, wings spreading

To the coming azure night


A cats purr

Lying close within the night


If we were ever truly present

As we talk to another one

Against city din and clash

If we cared how it begun


Ripples in this fabric

Within the whole as we begun


Ignoring that which is in front of us

Longing only for the next

The instant rise beyond

Forgetting all the rest


Is no one among us

Even ready for the test?