We all are broken scattered here to light each other...

Go ahead and shout,
You'll find I don't really care--
I think it's rather cute
When you give me that glare.

Inside heart, I find a set of pearls.
A strand of carefully formed beads.

Each one carries
unconditional love to others.
They contain riches
in knowing the divine self.

Every bead holds the truths of being
a precious one on earth.
They contain wisdom
and illuminate divinely.

Inside my heart are the answers,
as I wear my sacred necklace.
You can’t see it with human eyes,
nor touch it with hands.

It’s shining like sun at all times
to bring peace.
It’s connected with a golden thread
of love that attaches all to one.

Don’t cast your pears to those
who can’t see and don’t understand.
Just look within and grasp your pears
for harmony and bliss
on this, a sacred journey.

StarBG © 2017

Contribution to society could be in form of avoiding use of unacceptable words....

A true writer
Is not a writer who gloats
He is a person who asks
How can I improve?
How does this affect you?
Etc. Etc. Etc.
Have you seen him?
Do you know him?

He's the quiet one
The one who is studying every movement of that spider that is dangling over your coffee in his favorite cafe.

Deep logical movement
Correct use of language
Understanding his subject
Before illustration of his work can be read.

For if you did
This man
Is the man
The character of his own work
The spider struggling not to fall from its web into the scouring pits of a café mocha.

The gloom feeds upon me
the sky, moaning, unafraid,
vulnerable

   a slow moon rises
and disappears before it rains
the breeze, inviting me into the woods

what do we have, to lose
honey

I will sing from the grave
and silence
will be my song