Take me away,
To the brighter days where daylight trickles into the crevice of my despair,
To the sweet escape that lingers in the air,
Take me away,
For I am of this sphere no more,
I long for you as you play in the wind,
As you brighten universal hues of contentment,
I seek your benevolence.

Hate causes hearts to be frozen,
Care and kindness they're in need of,
Frozen hearts will soon come to thaw,
When they receive sufficient love.

When someone's heart is frozen,
It needs to be softened with love.
Love has a way of thawing hearts,
To make them gentle like a dove.

Frozen hearts are in need of warmth
Loving hearts are able to give,
Frozen hearts at times hold grudges,
They'll start thawing when we forgive.

When frozen a heart then smarts,
It needs warmth from other's hearts.


notes:       wrote  01-07-34 Saturday

Diving into the deep
I woke up in a field of flowers.



Shell ✨🐚

Holy business,
steady work, hunting and gathering

hearing ears and seeing eyes
deafen'd and blinded,

by the rent sky demanding all
attention,
now, insider, consider,
be as wary as the ants
scouting my kitchen for a season,

while I remain safe and warm, and
welcoming, for now,
wishing to know how the foragers
bring the team
I may easily imagine, the harvesters,
happy as ever any ants must be,
working bits of a tiny empire
seeking shelter from the storm…

Help the evil in obtaining salvation. At least then, the good can live in peace in this planet.

when does the poem end?


creation is never ending,
the earth is endlessly morphing

but you lean back and say
enough
not because the poem
is finished,
for it is never finished,
because an exhalation feels
satisfying, releasing

but the poem never ends,
nor does the need to

exhale

not with the final .


the next poem is

but a

continuation

of the previous poem;

a continuation

of you~poem,

inhaling

and

exhaling

& morphing.

Sat Jan 7
7:57am