To your eyes, it may not,
But it does exist here.
‘Where is the evidence?
Stop the lies, dreams, falsehoods’
You may say.
I have but my bones, flesh, and skin to offer to prove my hopes.
I believe.
I continue.
I live.
4.22.2019
come, stay and let's talk. it's a good day to be alive
Battery has long run out
Bones have become brittle,
Joints have worn out
Lungs are gasping for more air.
But fight goes on like a wildfire in
Your backyard, never letting
Your mind off of it, it consumes
Everyday a little bit of your mind.
Look into the soul of those fire.
Those battles hat we must fight
Raising flags and swords,
We dance together in this flame.
4.10.2019
Wind breezes through hairs of grass
Softly and unhurriedly it caresses
Feeble body of grass so fragile
Feelings overwhelm now while
It lasts.
Stones, storms, or whatnot is yet to
Come visit, biding their time to
Strike. Singing their songs of life.
Should you fear them so much,
Fear not.
We will work this out
4.6.2019