There is a whole shortlist Of present possibility Regarding what sort you’d prefer Of my unreas’nability…
come to me for words, my friend when you’ve nothing to defend…
If we for selves, as others, try Give people what they need to live Perhaps we’ll learn to, by and by, Forgive, forgive, forgive…
Some of the plainest people That you will ever see Live lives most beautifully blessed By a few lines of poetry…
I am assigned to Unit 5 Allowed eleven minutes for this transit…
green things of paper animals running about sad about paper
… all of my experience In this life, my good friend, Instructs me that what we call “death” Is a beginning, not an end
… we rise when, silent, all Around us sweetly slumb’ring be To enrich our waking world Literarily
Bare branches. When stripped of leaves, do they know that spring returns again? Broken hearts. When nooses beckon, do they know that love will heal the pain?
True beauty emanates from deep within A loving and a sympathetic soul — Much deeper than mere surface of the skin…
. I answer neither “this,” nor “that” Each would be a mistake…
The leaves of the tree cannabis For healing of the nations are…
Respecting the struggle and acknowledging every loss in turn aids oneself to push further within one’s development [ MIND + BODY + SOUL ]. Seek new gains yet prepare oneself for the obstacles via behind and ahead. Know thy self.
Say one thing And do another: How do you Live with it, brother?…
