steady rumbles on the horizon
voicing impending catastrophe

yet now is the time, more than ever
to spread words of peace

to help reconcile (sending out the balm of love)
even the smallest of confrontations

healing on bated breath
simple words of poetry.

to love to the end
the far reaches of the Universe
forever; the goal

just traveling through
always on the road
sunup sundown
till the end
from the beginning
travelling light
one step after another
seeing in daylight
blind at night time
endless until ended
from birth to happy release.

Lover, it is just you and I
Way up here, in the sky
When I look at you
I am not afraid
Of how high we are
If you feel fear, my love
You do not show it
If you are sad darling, cry
They are praying for rain below
And we have found no gods here