I cross my legs under the Bodhi tree, sitting
in the sanctity of my well afflicted fortune

I splice the moment’s intermittent air
to drink of the jeweled river cascades
electric plush ~ ripened
to taste like lemonade Nirvana,
puckered up with pleasant chills
flowing through crystalline lattice
works to cleanse my mental palette
with a hint of mint placed on an Other-side
be rest assured the crest rolls atop the tide.

A vacant awareness is aroused from within the
sanctity of my sweet surrender ~
My eyes flutter blissful blinks like flirting butterfly’s
flapping wings resounding good vibrations
across the globe where space rebounds with
positive affirmation of the little girl with wet eyes,
smiles wide, an outstretched palm placed firmly
in a mother’s hand, how safely she's returned,
perfectly as planned.

I celebrate this victorious vision inside my skull
with grunting cheer and a third eye sneeze ~
my air fills with a burst of vision mist coating
my recollections piece by piece holistically,
light as a photon beam phasing in for safe landing,
strapped back in my body for leave of meditation.

I rise out from under the Bodhi tree, in my sanctity
of well afflicted fortune and give a thankful bow
for the good outcomes of the day.

Adeline lives in  Far Away
where magic fairies with dragons float on  rainbows n' candy
all night, n' day
She took a trip down Abby road where giants live with
talking toads
on a weekend out with friends
where Adeline has decided to go again
but this time she won't be calling home
her parents lost her long ago
tripping down Abby road...

*Adeline is only twelve years old

When is a word that can mean
so many things
When will you love me?
When will I see?
It's all about the love
that's inside of me?
When will I be happy?
When will I be glad?
When will I appreciate the moments
that I've ever had?
When is always waiting
what comes next.
When is anticipating
the next breathe.

These two men from opposite sides were sworn enemy's
when they met eyes
One was filled with regret for the loss that he had left
with tears like rain as he sat, and wept.
The other man looked him in the face telling him he's a complete disgrace, "Sorry won't bring them back from the dead. I wish it could be you instead!"
Both in the room for the same disease that brought these two men to their knees...
Neither one will let go.
Forgiveness is a word they'll never know.