Now

The subtle

dream

of reality

is nothing

but a dream–

in words,

in thoughts,

in praises

and deeds–

but when all is quiet,

all the music

turned off,

 there is still

a gentle hum,

the remains of reality

drifting peacefully

in, “Now.”

October 30, 2015

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While Dreaming

At another time,

I forgot why

I existed,

why not crawl down

the river,

then swim…

…..

I gaze out,

over a hazy blue horizon

and wonder

at all,

question nothing

and realize my purpose

is life,

itself.

….

Man must respect this,

shouldn’t they?

For there are many others

that share my wish,

do not simply stare at it like a silver moon

they toss rocks at it,

royal diamonds into the air

to capture the light

reflecting off the edges.

..

My dream is now.

.

Our dream is forever.

April 13, 2015

Dream Life

The kind of life that’s calling me

cannot be found in this world–––

not in its perfection

to love with your whole heart

is always enough for me

and yet faces I see

have decided differently

under armed forces and divided

nations hobbling for a squabble

and some land on the side.

The type of love I look for

cannot be found on war-torn soil,

turned over by mindless antics

and more mindful of racism

because someones gotta fill

the shoes of hate,

one to one

to be even again,

not to consider defeat

but to win and to succeed at this

is to fuel the cynics’ cycle

spinning away

from my widening wave,

carrying me home to remind me

of the shore, the last time

I saw my dream life,

sailing by.

August 13, 2014