She asked
....longingly....
if he would return
for another life
to share
living with her again
but because this world
lay so heavy on his chest
he answered that he would
love to share eons in heaven
yet he knew that as long as
......she would be on earth
...in this or in another life
he would always return
living with her again
no matter how dark a day
a suffering, a hardship,
for she's all worth it
while she asked
© 2020-12-31
On Earth.
I know not
my place
I never have
nor will
I ever do
or do want
© 2020-11-18
On Society.
displaced by
people
my master
at your feet
I gladly rest
my weary head
© 2020-12-16
*
And once again
the star of Bethlehem
will shine in the firmament.
*
And I have surpassed
these twenty centuries
curiously awaiting.....
*
And will we
this time
my Master
end the agony
*
Though I gladly
took up your cross
and carried it for you
through these streets
*
It's not your cross
that saddened or tired
but these thousands
odd years without
you, me
not walking beside u
and sharing your cross
*
© 2020-12-22
*
As for you
I burned all my bridges
to a past
that I should torch
*
But for one
that you once
tossed to me
as a lifeline
*
The she that
shyly but surely
crawled under my skin
nestled in my heart
*
The she that
made me complete
these last days
of the twice a thousand
year wait
*
To master the
second coming
of Bethlehem's star
to shine on me
and on the
dozens and twelve
*
© 2020-12-22
Anyway
Somewhere
To no one in particular
the sage spoke philosophically:
'i was a member of a socialist party
once for just one year
but i am too much of an anarchist
to be a decent socialist
as i am too much of an anticapitalist
to ever be a mingy liberal
yet in my thinking i am too liberal
to be an ignoble conservative
but admittedly
i've lived far too orthodox
to ever be truly an anarchist or
to pride myself to be a revolutianary';
as he silenced and smiled subdued then
sighed and quoted a Qaraite from the past:
'I have seen an end to every human purpose';
and then closed his weary yet impish eyes
as he slowly bowed his head and prayed.
And these few gathered gently joined in
while high up above in the heavens
this tiny bell began to chime..
Somewhere..
Anyway..
© 2020-12-27
*
Soft river flowing
along the lawns
where I under
the One tree
took refuge
against the
attack of
the sun
rayes
alive
zap
*
© 2021-01-03
