Within the embrace of love and grace
When breath and heart do merge
The genetic codes of God engage
A disenchanted spirit is purge

Heaven awaits your awaking
From this slumbering dream of chance
Life has so much more to offer
So when you hear the music play
Please... take some time to dance!


And so…
I composed your invitation
Within a rhyme of poetry
You're already halfway there
If you’re healthy and you’re free!

“By God anointed…”
religions claim,
then fight to steal His throne

Devotion pledged
in false pretense,
to become the greater known

A figurehead
to suit their needs,
they break His every rule

To seize with power
these ‘Chosen Ones’
—intentions harsh and cruel

(Villanova University: April, 2021)

If spoken words meant the same

and if they still sing the memories of

full breaths and shared palms,


the steady elapsed ticks of the long-sunken

hand will resurface once more to chronicle

the suns of days and stars of nights.