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 Mar 2022 am i ee
Crow
Vesper
 Mar 2022 am i ee
Crow
meet me by the sunset tree
meet me at the lonely sea

meet me now and meet me then
meet me soon and yet again

meet me while the music plays
meet me through the brightest days

meet me with a broken rose
meet me where the water flows

meet me neath a weeping moon
meet me past a tarnished noon

meet me on my lowest tide
meet me even if I lied

meet me when the tale is told
meet me as the wind grows cold

meet me in the sullen chill
meet me if you love me still
I am not
me
We are not
us
They are not
them
And here is not
there

(Dreamsleep: March, 2022)
 Mar 2022 am i ee
nivek
'Love'
 Mar 2022 am i ee
nivek
Whispered the word 'love'
sent it free into the universe
the universal 'love'
all around and within us
Whispered back 'Love'
 Mar 2022 am i ee
Shamai
Advice
 Mar 2022 am i ee
Shamai
The times are difficult
The waters are deep
Who do we go to
When the world feels steep
We have our parents
We have our friends
We have our lovers
And we have our pens
Step back take a look
Is it as bad as you think
If you look to the future
Do you need a shrink
The advice I give
Is take things one at a time
Life is a long hard
Road to climb
Don’t look ahead
To what may be
Stay in the now
And do not flee
Sow your wheat
And use a plow
Gather your harvest
And be in the now
Today will be gone
And you’ll understand
What used to be
Is at your command
Let go of preconceptions
Let go of your fears
Things will look so different
In a couple of years
So, the battle continued man against man their arms of destruction
sets their manhood free.

The women and children died as they flee!

Whole cities were raised back to the ground machines rained missiles at one press of the hand.

As democracy wavers, to one last stand!

Will there be a winner who's right who's wrong just neighbors who argued then one's lost the plot.

Do we know who fired the very first shot?

So many pieces to be picked up so many scattered around
so many lives in turmoil comforted in prayer we live in hope that peace can be found.

Or the future looks grim whether the hare or the hound!
 Mar 2022 am i ee
nivek
the iron bell called all the faithful in their finery
to come kneel in prayer, and sing their throats out
accompanied by the bellowed ***** pipes,
but to the outsider all seemed too unreal too nice
and far too smiley underneath all that finery
to be included in such hallowed ranks
and within those hallowed walls.
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