There shall be the sweetest peace
      without a single tear or sorrow
      untouched by the hand of time
      no past, no present nor the morrow-

     empty of love and pleasure
     gliding with nature's  eternal flow
     the  once-stricken heart is now in perfect rest
    suffering and anguish it no longer does know.

I choose freedom

over wisdom

without the former

all is doom

Do not confuse
your impatience
with eagerness:
it's not worthy
of note-- too wide
is the difference!

Your outlook
shouldn't be shaped
by just your looking out:
your inner self must engage

A home love does need
are you one who will accommodate
or rather look away
and its beauty fail to celebrate?

Last evening rays
reflected on calm water
fisherman heads home

I didn't chide myself
  though I acted silly:
  no one did I offend
  I didn't cease to be happy