My love
said to my love
I am here.
Be with me,
and fan the flames
of true existence.
My love
said to my love
I am here.
Be with me,
and fan the flames
of true existence.
Hemingway
Standing in the street,
In a blue thin striped shirt,
And short white shorts,
Hands in pockets,
Slightly balding,
Looking for a sign,
Waiting solemn.
1/ Glide on
My surface
says
The water.
I will welcome
You as a mother
Does a child.
2/ Outline me says
The cloud,
And the light
Acquiesces.
3/ Walk through me
says
The breeze,
And the body
obeys.
4/ Listen to me
Says the universe
And the mind
listens
With all its heart.
My father taught me
to
stop and look up,
To survey the stars,
Each night
before you close your eyes.
Have mercy
Ring a forgiving bell
Dispense the milk of human kindness
A flow that will nourish you as well
Withhold it for yourself
And there is only living hell
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Remember the Jews , Armenians, Greeks, and countless others that have experienced these horrors of human brutality.
Naked we come into this world and
Naked we go out,
And In spite of all
Our coverings,
Little do we
Control or know
Of consequence,
Except with out a doubt
For our behaviour.