Love is neither a color Or lack thereof, Love is not a belief or lack there… It is not wrapped in beauty or ugl… It is not male nor female,

I wrap myself in a warm, wool blan… On a wet, cold winter’s day, The isolation itself is a warm, so… Soft & consoling, Warming my weary bones

God is perfect Religions are not, Humanities effort To reach heaven Is frought with imperfections,

If your thoughts Consume you with misery, Your mind tortured full Change the channel, Now look at things beautiful,

He came, He left, Again & again, He operated by stealth, He did not call me by name

Seek God among the ditch-diggers, The shoe-shiners the porters & the fishers of the sea, Seek God with your heart, Not your eyes of Pomposity,

It is in little moments That life is best lived, Like the one of the father Taking time to play checkers With his son,

We are born Not for ourselves But for each other, Brother for sister, Daughter for father,

Sadness has a thousand shades, Happiness has ten, Sometimes I feel all the sad ones… From low to medium and Back to myself again.

Our bodies are forever changing, Never staying the same, Tomorrow’s joy is today’s pain; From past to present, To future we glide,

Am I just a statistic, Another Abel, Cain found me somehow, My life was disabled. Murder victim that’s what the news…

Where is the happiness, I was promised? Where is the mirth & joy, The contentment Is it a ploy?

Another day has past, I feel peace at last, The spings overflows their banks As I give joy & thanks A bird once in bondage is set free…

Writing & reading poetry Is delicious, Like smelling & eating Mom’s Apple pie without the dishes, What is life for but

When I cast my shadow, It brings out the hidden sun, By confronting my fears, My best has just begun, I will not run away