Joyous
Fragrant night
Without a care
In the company
Of friends and blood
On a winding path
With music and a
Wafting scent of lilac
In the air.
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A Poetry of Flowers
Compose poetry
In a language of flowers
Each Coloured Petal
A fragile,
Delicate stroke ;
Bouquet sent
A faint scent of lily,
A hint of Gardenia,
A love of soul
ever present;
A pure and hidden secret
Beyond life.
End Song
There was a man
who thought about the past, that thought
His life was
Ending, future nonexistent,
and suddenly
one
day
he opened his eyes,
looked around
and realized
the wealth
that was about Him :
his friends,
his family, his health,
his loves,
and all
the many places
of his habitation
In others:
the souls,
that were
Mirrored in his soul,
And his soul that
was mirrored
in theirs,
and he realized:
this was good,
that in
this unity
itself there
was no other Existence;
that could be truer,
No greater longing
Than for this
Happiness;
And instantly
in the
Now,
he was
at peace,
in this place of
Kindred
Soul.
How about It’s Coming
How about It’s Coming
It’s coming
In double 4’s
Not much I can do
But really live
till time runs out .
How about
You ?
Going to be here
till the black
Canary sings ?
So I walk
and walk
and walk
and i enjoy it.
Feet to the ground
Eyes on the sun
and the stars .
I choose
To be
This way ,
and walk away
Into horizons .
How about you Lady ?
How about you Bud ?
How about you son ?
How about you sweets ?
How about you Love?