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I’m the type of guy who looks for G-d often,
Why?
I see the suffering we’re seemingly immersed in,
and I wonder, where is G-d vacationing at right now?
‘cause if I was G-d, this would not be happening, let alone go on unabated...,
So, I find myself, often searching for G-d, often...
And so, G-d makes an appearance in my life every now and then...

I’d be sitting in my sea-view balcony, and suddenly, a wild, scraggy but vigorous crow would zip right over my head,
And as I contemplate this marvel that a ‘bird-brain’ accomplishes effortlessly,
I scrutinize the crow’s wing, and there, right there, under the wing of a crow,
I see G-d hiding,
Waving at me with twinkly eyes,
Laughing easily at my discombobulated countenance...,
And I rejoice, I find new hope to go on again...

Sometimes, and this is a very, very hard one for me,
I find G-d ‘fatherly’ cradling in ‘his’ hands the last resting-box of a little child,
That for some unfathomable reason, has been taken into that eternal bosom,
To be given extra-special care and love?
To be spared from something worse?
To teach us something we MUST learn?
I have no idea, I have no idea...
But, I’m certain about one thing,
G-d, is right there at the ultimate center of it all...

Sometimes I find G-d hiding around the edges of my tongue, as my teeth sink into a juicy, if not heavenly, grilled burger, as the plethora of culinary stimuli thrill my taste buds, culminating in a special kind of Nirvana, reserved for the sarcophagous members of our species...

Sometimes I find G-d hiding in the palm of my beloved’s hand as I take it meaningfully into mine,
And we look into each others’ eyes, loosing ourselves momentarily in the backwash of ‘gooey-luv’, lol...

Often, I find G-d hiding in the happy sounds my baby grandson makes,
They come out in a kind of vibration that reverberates crooningly all around me...

Sometimes I find G-d hiding in the words of a client reporting happy results from following my therapeutic regime...

Often, I find G-d hiding in a delicious glass of water, as I gulp it down, quenching my thirst...

Often, I find G-d hiding in the satisfied look in my teenage daughter’s eyes, after she’s wolfed down a bowl or two of the very nice rice, I’m famous for making...

But, the best place I like to find G-d, is when I look at a fellow human being, and instantly, I see reflected inside me the commonality we all share,
On our very special pilgrimage on this beautiful blue orb, we call our home, sans borders, sans nationalities, and sans any other fences we may put between us...

I greet you in beloved unity...
Egt...

A Poet is ....
Like a painter
Who brings out
From a plain canvas
Such beauty
Like a branch
Of a tree
Of many colors
And make the most
Beautiful flower
With great purpose
To share with
The whole world.

What are you looking at?
Why are you so confused?

The first time you've seen one?
Do you not have any yourself?

No, not hiding secrets.
Nor unpleasant memories.

Why is it important for you to know?
When did I give you permission to ask?

How long ago was it built?
What caused it to be done?

It came from always giving.
Never taking from others.

Past mistake made.
Chances taken.

Yes, it's quite thick.
No, you can't break it.

There is no key for that.
Destroyed forever.

Lonely? Sometimes.
Happy? Most days.

The defiant wall is needed.
Now go away, before you break the mortar.
Holding it all together.
Go away from my wall.

I find myself drawn to pen and paper, suddenly,
I have no idea why, but, I decide to give it a whirl and see what comes through…

I love you, I love you, I love you,
Is a refrain that has been drumming around in my cranium these days…,
Love who?
Love what?
I have no idea…

Aloneness has been a constant companion of mine for a couple of years now,
Oh, don’t get me wrong, I’m not lonely,
Heck, I’m surrounded by people,
Yet, I feel alone,
I feel as if I’m in a bubble, a reality that I’m loath to share with others, lest I seem like an eccentric[ha, ha, as if I already don’t have that label ],
Why just yesterday my intimate partner called me:-
A misanthrope, and Antisocial,
The funny thing is, I was not at all offended,
I just smiled at her, not self-righteously, ‘cause she’s kinda right,
Often the wounds of the past manifest themselves antisocially in me and quite misanthropically[id est, I have a vicious tongue, I don’t get physical, please, don’t misunderstand…, lol… ]…

I love you, I love you, I love you…
Where are you dear divine?
I love you…
Would you please draw closer to me?
I love you…
Would you please ease my pain?
I love you…
Would you please lighten my atmosphere?
I love you…
Would you please dance with me, dear divine?
I love you…
Would you?

I love you, I love you, I love you…

You approach her like a wisp of
wind
She holds a tear ever ready for
the unsuspecting
She evaluates you through a
thousand shades of feline
sensibility
If you've spoken once she need
not think twice
By degrees you stand somewhere
between fire and ice~

Somewhere in this universe...
Lies several sets of keys...
Keys that can open doors...
Revealing all the unseen...

Somewhere in this galaxy...
Beings lie in between...
Finding all unbelieved...
Finding all the lost keys....

If there was ever a time...
That time would be now...
If there was ever a place...
That place would be here...
If there was ever a chance...
I cry cause it's lost...
I would manipulate time if I could just to find you....

zombie world whit your fake smile don t smile to me i not want smile to your zombie world i not play your games

Sometimes your life seem so indifferent,
Sometimes you feel it doesn't make a difference,
Sometimes you fail so many times without a reason,
Sometimes you stumble in darkness without a beacon.

Never make the same mistake again,
Never give up to avoid the pain,
Never quit and run away,
Nevermind what people say.

Come with me, I invite you
On a ride with no brochure,
A fair piece from the asphalt
Where good men still live the lure.

Of rangeland devoid of fences
Grass rollin' towards the sky,
At day's dusk you might call out,
"Do we have to say goodbye?"

Come with me, and I'll saddle
My own horse for you to ride,
The hours you work with this colt
Just might touch you deep inside.

The hollow saved for secrets
In the heart of every man,
'Cause one long day spent horseback
Feels like sitting in God's hand.

Come with me, we'll go ridin'
And to you I'll swear a vow;
You'll join the men who cowboy
That chose not to follow plow.

Through prairie sod to change it
From open range to furrowed crop,
Past the marrow of their bones
Hear them whisper, "Wish they'd stop".

Come with me, daylight's burnin'
This is not my final ride,
I'll show you country ageless
As the ocean's endless tide.

Then while we're sharin' sunset
With our horses heads down low,
'Bout then you're gonna ask me,
"Do I really have to go?"

Dont worry about the past,
Let them worry about themselves.
Don't presume what others assume,
It only makes things difficult.

Dont have a closed mind,
When the possibilities are endless.
Dont built castles on air,
When the foundation are on dreams.

Dont expect this or that,
When everything else is when and where.
Dont shake your head and agree with me,
I'm just the funny guy of this Sanctuary.

Last of all Dont you dare read and leave,
without giving thanks for the air you breathe!
Because there are stranger things in this world,
Then you and me or anyone can see and believe.