Sun is moving west;
dark clouds are going east. Then,
the sun disappears.

if i could i would
skillfully navigate through
though it causes pain

i'll get there somehow
by hook or by crook they say
paddle up-river

sometimes creativity
comes from the broken places
cracked pots, the greys of your life

The curve – soft – speaking
fast then slow
then not at all
dancing – whitewalls
jumping – up and out
and so excited
and lifted from the very top
circles
making something
nothing
built up
a humming in the ear
cause I can't laugh or sing
that I see
that I dare to see and write
as if others hadn't written before
but dressed as a savage
that does not care to lose
or fight but sing
so funny
a hit of *****
we'll see
written 18th century
like it's new
to have a little fun
in the absence of anything
truly beautiful
that I can undress
and write again
after having a light
and grass that folds over
and a room full of armor
and soft
and moving
towards an end
where I can make it silly

You only live once?
What an interesting thought.
But maybe it's true.

If death's but a door
To paradise forever.
The blessing of God.

No one asks for life.
God provides it free to all.
"You only live once..."

That portion of life
We spend on this planet Earth
Is just a prologue.

While here we should love,
Do good, and glorify God...
Set our sights on Him.

My BODY will die.
But my SOUL is infinite,
And will be reborn...

My corpse will decay,
To dust my tissue return.
But I will go on....

You only die once.
And thus escape this cold world
To the arms of God.

If we live just "once,"
Then life goes on forever...
Aim for Paradise.

relativity
put a whole new perspective
on my point of view

at last the sun shines
dark dreary days are over
and the earth reborn