not like before
why my heart breaks, now, i see
as a stranded citizen
an imaginary island thereupon
dreams out of sequence
afraid to feel
not two words for hours and hours
i exist only when in pain
intermittently thankful
my heart breaks, now, this is why:
i have one
Reflection
2:10am friday, 20th february
In eternity lovers are lovers and enemies a million times over.
Reflection
2:51am sunday, 22nd february
Time will pass, and we will all be cool...............God is cool, and will plan our time ahead.
Reflection
2:54am sunday, 22nd february
For example:The sun will shine from its own soul, and live to see the smile on the face of believers....It will lurk in peace, and tell the time when it is told.
a nameless flower
5:00pm sunday, 22nd february
One of my favourite poems,perhaps it will speak to you.
The Guest House
This being human is a guest house.
Every morning a new arrival.
A joy, a depression, a meanness,
some momentary awareness comes
as an unexpected visitor.
Welcome and entertain them all!
Even if they are a crowd of sorrows,
who violently sweep your house
empty of its furniture,
still, treat each guest honorably.
He may be clearing you out
for some new delight.
The dark thought, the shame, the malice.
meet them at the door laughing and invite them in.
Be grateful for whatever comes.
because each has been sent
as a guide from beyond.
Reflection
a nameless flower
Stand