Christ wants to Lead us to sing a new Song.
To allow him to Use us in everything that we do.
For his Ways are by Far Greater than our Ways.
Because he knows the very outcome of everything.
That we do way before we do them here on the earth.
We might try to think things out before we do them.
But still we know nothing, all that we can do is guess.
Praying that we have Guess the right way to go here.
We are asking him to Lead us is the Perfect Solution.
Because by Praying his Will and Way, we shall be Blessed.

Garnered
With a feeling of giving
Hope for peace
For this world's
evolution
Us a bow
On the wicker basket
Filled with eggs
Of all colors
And sizes
Sweets candy .and smiles
Of hope
For everyone.

Happy Easter!

Cats envy my thumbs.
The tree grows upwards out
Reaching to hug the sky.
Gravity keeps me humble
And my mind makes me free.
Each day is a gift. Every night
A blessing.  Time is a man made
Conception.
Every parent is a creator.
Every child precious.
Nature is ingenious.
I am a speck
Of dust. And dust a speck of me.
There is something more
To this world .
Something hidden  
I haven't found it yet.
But I am
Searching.

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an old man was singing
under an old Banyan tree,
''Where did all
the time go''
class of wise coming clean from the slime
the youth of energetic pure unstained prime
charter so strong to privilege your time
and beauty making a beautiful old rhyme
all prizes and punishment nor a crime
an old man was singing
under an old Banyan tree,
''Where did all
the time go''
''Now
I want to live again
in that time, in my rhyme''

Written by
~~~Jawahar Gupta~~~

Sage salt cement pavement
A long walk
In my walking head
That head I let loose
Ponder where those people
A man woman two kids
In a sparse Toyota
That to me looks
Like a ball and chain
Where are they going
Where they been
They are happy I decide
Step forward walk look left
Down
Over into
Around
Why did those ants
Build their nest here
Exactly here
Why not two feet
Farther away from
The rumbling highway
And say inside
That other me the monitor
Voice
Just is
I pick up a can
Some person decided
To donate to the flora
And fauna
And wonder
Why are
What makes
People inconsiderate
Little eye my the
Other me answers
Just is
I amaze my body with feet
That stride and keep me up
With balance
Endless energy
A force
Turned sugar from a sweet
Powdered doughnut
Into energy
Without that other me
Even aware
Just happened
I walk on the grass
Next to the manmade
Sometimes
To thank my feet
And the sugars
That fuel me
And the world spins
And I go
Down the way
My salt sage
Concrete
Grass

Way

Again the moonlights company
4 am. She's somewhere.
About the skies glow
Stars flicker eyes turn
Search seek
A lone northern light
A light show
I gaze up to search for
And she's there I turn. My
Sight looks beyond now
Beyond my dim sight
Farther than I can reach
And I hope.
I remember
I close my eyes
And see.
But
For tonight
Her memory
And the moon
Light glow northerly
And a star's
Twinkle
And all my might
Are all I can see.
She is everywhere
But here

A storm that arises left
Of the forest rains on all
Those beautiful daisies
And one that comes right
Of that forest
Shudders climaxes
Makes petunias
Also.
Its so the same.
A storm.