poetry

Dear Garden of Eden, 
I have heard much about you
though I know i've never been 
there have been days I think of you 
as I meditate below tree wing 

I hear the whispers of summers past 
I feel the cool surface of meow grass 

I ponder the presence of people who've come and gone 
I wonder if they noticed the same heartbreaking love song 
the bird sings in the hight of her day 
as the squirrels run by and children play 

the fountain of youth, hidden between a woman's thighs/ 
man travels the world searching for whats right in front of his open eyes/
greed and power is an intoxication not easily repelled
you'll see the spectrum of human wisdom 
on a journey of light and dark/ 
the kingdom of heaven is the lords work of art

egalitarian! can it exist? 
where art thou seekers, whom peace they don't resist?

where has this war and destruction gotten thee?
women weeping tears 
water the soil of the seeds planted
nurtured by the sun on mother earths tapestry

pray with me.

a moment of silence is the least we need
all i have are dreams and melodies
stargazing thinking of who could possibly love life
more then those alive

be true
to the love that is bestowed
free
from attachment
float
on the surface of salt waters

free from everything but uncertainties

blank pages
calm rivers
air to breathe
immmmmmmmmmmmmm