I shall sit a while
and ponder inside poetic rhetoric.
Moon sings lullaby to stars.
Eagles fly high meeting clouds.

I shall walk a while
and follow rhythms in head.
As I put focus to thoughts
and pen to paper

Birds sing in symphonic harmony.
Ecstatic pleasures cast grand shadow
on two lovers.

"Scribe with a pen sharp like arrow."
a title given I proudly claim
and dance forevermore
gracefully in moment of prose.

Today is yesterdays dreams,
and tomorrows accomplishments.

Today is a yesterday wrapped in
present to opened so they become
tomorrows precious gifts.

Today is a whisper of the past just tweaked
with grand tomorrows.

Today is the day I write a masterpiece filled with yesterdays thoughts and tomorrows dreams.

Today is yesterdays sorrows wrapped in paper
gold that shines like sun to dry up tears making room for tomorrows with new wrappings.

Todays schedule is yesterdays thoughts, ready to expand into the tomorrows.

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Yesterday don't leave home without it for it fuels tomorrows as todays motor revs.

Yesterday is infused in blood stream so heart beats with flow of aspirations today and riches for tomorrow.

Yesterday is culmination of tears and laughter
that unleash dam to float in more tears
but this time with a shinny dream boat.

One part Yesterday, and two parts today with table spoon of tomorrow makes a grand recipe for life.

Yesterday I recall mistakes well not to repeat in today so errors do not fill tomorrows.

Yesterday provides magical insights, so Today and tomorrow brings peace.

Yesterday becomes today and today becomes yesterday so... use it well.

Yesterday I planted a dream seed. It sprouted in today and grew tall inside tomorrows.

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Tomorrow is todays yesterdays, so step lightly as not to mix them up.

Tomorrow will be the new today and is the first day of my life.

Tomorrow is today simmered in the sauce of life.

Tomorrow I will wake up inside today to live authentically inside peace.

Yesterday is today turned inside out so wisdom comes in tomorrow.

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Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow are houses of God so one is never homeless or alone.

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow is journeys gift to celebrate as if its Christmas.

Yesterday, Today, and Tomorrow are the chapters in our books of life. Write them well.

Don't be like anyone else
be comfortable in your own skin.
Savor your beauty,
Your gifts.
Your divinity.
You are meant to be celebrated.

Only YOU can save you.
YOU, the great one in a human form.
The one who has hidden talents.
The one carrying spark of divine light.

YOU the gift to humanity
the world has been waiting for.

YOU inside me, inside you.

YOU ARE a sage.
One who can maneuver the sands of time.

The challengers,
that become huddles to jump under moon.

YOU ARE an old soul.
One who can benefit inside solitude
to hear your divine heartbeat.

YOU ARE the reader
one I bow to
as you forge through dark to see the sun.

You are the Earth
Dignified
Beautiful
Patient
and full of wisdom.

You are Gia
Our mother
A gift
Sacred
And I love you.

You are the Earth
The Earth is you

In younger days,
on swing I Swung.
Back-and-forth trying
to reach the clouds,
and float in dreams.
Trying to fly like birds
gracing sky.

Up and back,
back-and-forth  
giggles birthed,
as I twirled around
chain to gain momentum.

Childhood a grand place
to anchor dreams.
I think I'll swing again
and align with dreams.

You paint a picture in my eyes,        
as I look deep into your soul.

You evoke a picture in dreams,
as dancing steps seed memories.

You color a picture in heart,
as hands clasp and temperatures rise.

You paint a picture in the mind
as I move to celebrate love.

You evoke picture in moment,
as I divinely sing your name.

as I stand caressing your smile.

As I miss you, waiting for your hug
inside the wind.

I love the sweetness of your kiss.
The way the taste lingers.
I love how it melts into my heart.
and causes no calories,
or cavities.

Your kiss is produced
in a candy factory of your heart.

Its texture swims in pool of mouth
making waves of grandeur.

Your kiss is delectable
bringing all senses alive.

It's a gift
making everyday valentines day.

Your kiss is like a Godiva candy
delectable and sweet.

I love how it melts in my heart
and gives me a sugar high.

Your a candy store of sweetness
with a kiss to launch dreams.

I love to savor your sweetness
on a cloudy day.

Your kiss is chocolate covered love.

A writer leaves footprints
upon a field of page.
Inside moment,
that sings with verse.
that opens tunnels in heart.
That resonated from smile,
that is imprinted in a word.

A writer, is a gift to the world
regardless if words are
sad, happy, silly, or
pure fantasy.

Dance in your greatness ALL
and empower the world.

What is a zen thought?

Is it so subtle it drifts in the silence
of a gentle breeze?
Or in its simplicity inside a kids laugh.

What makes a zen thought zen?

Is it wisdom scribed by one
who looks for answers?
Or a phase that invites contemplation
for wandering soul.

What is a zen thought?
Is it a line or two orchestrated by
one named Buddha?
Or person dressed in robes
who walks in hallways of monastery?

What makes a zen thought zen?
Is it lines with words that are few
but echoes loudly?
Or in a star stuttered night
that vibrates peace?

The answer lies behind heartbeat
inside  life's journey where road opens
with no stoplights.

My mind is like a fortune cookie.
Human form the sweet shell.
Zen insights, the fortune
to share.