Some folks fool themselves into believing, But I know what I know once, at the height Of hopeless touching, my man and I hold Our breaths, certain we can stop time or maybe Eliminate it from our lives, which are shorter Since we learned to make love for each other Rather than doing it to each other. As for praise And worship, I prefer the latter. Only memory Makes us kneel, silent and still. Hear me? Thunder scares. Lightning lets us see. Then, Heads covered, we wait for rain. Dear Lord, Let me watch for his arrival and hang my head And shake it like a man who's lost and lived. Something keeps trying, but I'm not killed yet
On Saturday, I sleep in late; the sandman sets a silver-plate to lie around and contemplate and let my 'soles' somnambulate. Unloading heaps of heavy freight supports me to fly featherweight and putz around, remodulate, I clean erase the scorecard slate. As restful day, the seventh date a holy way to consecrate, my person brews, then percolates, the sabbath pours a cup.... and waits
On changeable Earth human beings are wise, They want to perpetuate the progress in rise. Some vie in earning wealth to live happily, Attractive edifices they build to reside properly. To lead a prosperous life some are on keen, To live peacefully they try hard and do gin. Some are on moonshine and they visualize peace, They visualize peace by wealth, pedantry and dish. Do persons indeed get peace from wealth? Or do they avail eternal happiness or mental health? Peace can't be obtained where there is vexation, Nor it can be acquired in fuss and transgression. Perplexity and agitation don't bring peace, Wealth can bring transient happiness and bliss. Eternal peace we can acquire through noble work, Truthfulness, nonviolence can remove anxiety-murk. We can acquire eternal peace through meditation, Value in life can save persons from damnation. Love, purity, charity, truthfulness, believe in God, These help a person to acquire eternal peace-bud.
I sat with chill December Beside the evening fire. "And what do you remember," I ventured to inquire, "Of seasons long forsaken?" He answered in amaze, "My age you have mistaken; I've lived but thirty days."
