The holiness of life
is not that critical when you're young
adults are so afraid

to put it at risk
but the limits lie further
than their worries tell

if you just remain elastic
not vegetating undead
as a saint according

to expectations, but consuming
who you are because of who you are
as a fire

holy
healing
raging
      
without death

The house of my youth

has been rebuild: younger bricks –


for younger people.

I remember once when I was young, looking out into the sunset
and thru the sky a long stretched line was spread, the tail of a jet.
Beautiful.  Purple.  Orange.  Red.
I remember staring off, trying to imagine myself standing on the horizon's edge.
I thought, what magical wonderful things could there be beyond the end?
Is there anything beyond the horizon?

Now I'm older, as I see that line's been like a rainbow to me.
It still reminds me it's here.
Fades away when I get near.
It's not as beautiful, regrettably so.
Guess there's something sublime about things we don't know.
Perhaps life is that way, when the horizon is gone.
We just can't see, but it also goes on.

A comet strikes, the Light
disappears in the earth, it gets cold
a winter of hunger and disease

that destroys, and then
a new beginning
in the spring, the return

of the Light, the Light:
trees and shrubs burst out
birds are singing with desire

the white deer sniffs
between the birches and looks
at the Light, the Light

Oh my love, the Light, the Light

is back, come outside
I want to run, cheer, jump
and feel that you lust after me

I want to roll with you in the grass
making love in the sun, making love
in full Light, the Light

is back and everything sings
of life, o my love
the Light, the Light
the Light, the Light

is back and everything sings
of life, o my love
the Light, the Light
the Light, the Light

Constantly it changed everything.
Overthrows hopes among people,
Varied thoughts, feelings, and demands
Ignites humans’ inability to understand, how
Deadly this virus can be.

Its existence
Creates a big change.
A change that made everything
Fall into place and Space
Or nearly destroys what’s in order.

How did the virus earn its crown?
It is on its pedestal!
Corona,
Corona, the virus!
Virus and it's viral.

Could it be a blessing or not?
Could we be grateful that it exists?
Or it merely
Destroys
Harmony and order.

Corona,
Consoles people
Offers love and care to others;
Reunites shattered and damaged ones;
Nestles kindness and patience to one and all;
Allows bonds and relations to grow deeper.

Is it an epiphany?
A sort of vision to see how beautiful our future will be,
If everyone cares to see the good in each other?
To admire and to appreciate the efforts and hard work of all men
Regardless of life status?
Is it not great to see how people around the globe love one another?

This pandemic shocked the world indeed.
It paved a way to heal what’s broken
Living and non-living things;
Yes, let us include everything that God has created.
We have forgotten our sole responsibility to His gifts.

Corona,
Cures and heals.
Optimistically changes the heart of many;
Rhetorically awakens all to contemplate;
Obliged everybody to care;
Now, behold and pray.

This too shall pass.
Many have died but this would not end
Your hope and faith.
Together we fight,
Together we uncrown
Corona!

Allow the rhythm
Relax in rest
Breathe in renewal
To stay at your best

Release the weight
Just let it go
Waves of renewal
Come as you slow

Your life is not
A speedy race
Renewal won’t come
At a frantic pace

There’s time for action
And a time to renew
Take time for renewal
In all that you do

What does it mean to be wrapped by the sun?
23 years of warmth
Heaviness
& aching bones
23 years of my heart burning
Scarring
& reforming
23 years of loving
Bleeding
& mistaking
23 years my soul has on this planet
23 more?