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For a day in late April yesterday it was stiffly shady with a cold wind.
The year before last was already summery warm so moved naked and freely in the way nature created us.

When came back from a bike-tour where visited emotionally cold, unfriendly mutants,
thraw in warm bath water cleansed of
negative influences.
From the bathtub straight to bed;
Floating snowflakes confirmed the cold.
Duged out the Winter blanket and woke up
bathed in sweet sweats because morning sun's rays
heat up the room.
Stayed in the cozy home, because it's cold outside.

Nature determines Rhythm

Sleepin' in the dark and gettin' up when the rooster crows in the dung heap,
followin' dreams

I wish I were a robot
With full metal parts
Built with sensible forethought
Even including loving hearts

Covered in modern, stylish clothes
Hiding an inquisitive que vive form
From my head down to my toes
Creating the perfect storm

The superpowers are awesome
With only one tiny little concern
I couldn’t take any direct sun
But, that’s the only downturn

I’d be almost perfect
Precision all the way
With a run away intellect
And foul villains to slay

At work I would be unstoppable
Much to everyone’s chagrin
All my parts would be swappable
Except my heart, buried deep within

Yes, if only I were a robot
Yet, I am thinking the unthinkable
The only better idea I got
Is to be completely invisible!

The chair stands pulled up to the table
tight and proud
You're not comming back
No motion no notion!
The guests of the resaurant rave on
None could even spare a thought
Or an inkling of knowing the timing of your going
All inside me is serene
Perhaps I feel the peace at last
Of that knowing
Your time has past.

What is the distance? The word hurts, it pierces the soul painfully, the heart breaks so much! Not to be in another country, in another place, is a paradox! You can be thousands of miles away, but not far away, and sometimes you sleep in the same bed and you are far away! This distance, to be accompanied and to be alone, between many people and loneliness, to have a family, to be together and to be invisible! Another piece of furniture. Distance, unfortunately, is being close to the people you live with and no one seeing you, and walking without anyone noticing! That the night comes and no one accepts you, and more than that, they do not take you into consideration, just to be exploited. They remember only for their own sake, when they need you, and they deny you when their interests end. I think this is the distance
this is sick





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It is snowing tonight!
How beautiful it is!
Everything is so lovely!
The first snow of the year!

I was all set for bed
when I decided
to put out the light and
to look out the window.

The fresh snow on the ground
and on the housetops
unspoiled by man or beast
appears so peaceful and serene

I see a pine tree
and the upper portion
of its branches and needles
are gently covered with snow.

I have seen that same tree
many times before
but never has it looked
as lovely as it looks tonight.

May we never give up our humanity
over times of insanity
May we not look upon our vanity
but, walk in humility
May we find civility within calamity

May we find hope in our capacity to cope
May we find compassion in our personal fashion
May we find justice in the search of balanced conscience

May we find love within ourselves that we may offer love to others
May we become the truth we seek
to bring comfort to the meek

May we look upon the broken and lost and heal them without considering the cost

May we stop the hurting and killing
and look upon the value of living
May we look upon each other with forgiveness and thanksgiving

May we make the time to heal our hearts and minds
and share in a world to be kind

May we wipe away our tears and wash away our fears and stand up
to fight for what is right

May oppression be stopped along with a silent killer of depression and may wholeness and love be a new obsession.

May we find ourselves from within
only then can we be open for love
to be let in

May we see the light of love and the holiness of heaven from above
May it shine upon us all when we hear the angels call

May the darkness be cast aside where the light of truth can never hide
May the father bless the son and in love we abide

Rainbow's in a waterfall, magical, beautiful and breathtaking.

Lovely to watch, inspiring hope and dreams.

But always keep your distance when the waterfall is strong or you could be broken and become part of the rainbow.

The days are swiftly hastening
The shadows softly fall
I seem to hear the shepherd calling
From way beyond the wall
He has come to fetch the ill ewe
That lies so forlorn
To unite her with her lamb
She lost,a decade or so ago,
She has been pining for her,
Life for her has never been the same,
The ewe has now to bid goodbye
To all she knew, when on earthly meadows
She did graze,
The shepherd will pick her up
tenderly in His arms
And carry her safely o'er
And lay her gently beside her lamb
She had longed so dearly for;
Now Forever to abide;
No more heartache or pain,
No more tears will be shed,
For the place where He will lay her down
There will be peace and eternal rest,
Beside her precious lamb.

I love you
I hate you
I need you

Afraid to love
Afraid to be loved
Push most away
Scared of you

Have many fears
Don’t abandoned me
Tell me you love me
I won’t cry

Shadows always running through my head
Living with this condition
I’ve been given
My head hurts

Don’t judge
Show respect
Nobody’s perfect

I had a dream about you!
And the Moon felt jealous of you and she decided to leave because she didn't feel full, now she was half.

I had a dream about you!
And the words she said to you were of love and passion, I did not feel any shame in expressing to you my desire to consume myself in your skin.

I had a dream about you!
And I was able to love you like no man or gentleman could ever love you.

I had a dream about you!
And I drew with my firm and anxious hands the most indecipherable figures on your skin.

And I was a poet!
And I knew your verses, I savored your lines and I loved the letters that make up your name.

I had a dream about you!
I hugged you in caresses and made you mine while I whispered in your ear all those forbidden words for a true poet.

A poet is not vulgar on paper, a true poet makes poetry that exalts women eternal, and if he has to make it vulgar he will do it exclusively under the sheets, stripped of modesty and rooted skin to skin.

In my dream I kissed every inch of your fine canvas
(Wrinkles and stretch marks you say? I rather call them indelible marks of your life well lived) and you didn't stop me, on the contrary you covered my body with yours and we made love until we went crazy.

I had a dream about you!
And you were my company forever and there were no moons or suns that could separate us.

Today I left my house thinking about such a wonderful dream and I ran into you
We looked at each other in silence and I jumped for joy when you approached me and with a sweet voice I heard you say:
Last night, last night and without knowing you
I dreamed of you..."