Underneath
So much lies hidden,
Unforeseen
Underneath
So much lies hidden,
Unforeseen
Black clouds gathering
Telling us
Not to count our crops
ancient palaces
still standing —
hidden royalty
Every single floating day,
Throw another care away;
Every single soaring night,
Find a wrong and make it right.
Every hand and every heart,
Every whole and every part,
Girl or woman, boy or man
Float and soar, because
You can
retrahent dreaming as the subconscious indulges in its sgraffito a vectitory wondering covering up the pandemian amid dysbulia
My friend, I’ve seen you many ways:
In night’s embrace, on windy days,
In cafes orbiting in space,
And other venues commonplace –
But mostly from a distance now.
Our lives have cleft, diverged somehow;
For you and I have lives to lead,
And hills to move, and mouths to feed.
But somewhere, on the shores of light,
There’s life, and love, and good, and right,
I wish for you, each day and week,
Although we may not often speak.
Forever and with all I have,
And out of all we’ve been through,
I hope you always see yourself
The way that I
Have seen you
If I could paint a picture true
Of sunny day, and waterfall,
I’d surely give it then, to you,
To hang up in your favorite hall
I’d my pour my love into this art
So you would see it, and recall —
Then you’d walk by it, every day,
And never look
At all
Remember the people
That make your moments
Momentous
And that your future
Can’t be built out of pictures
From other people’s lives
Our realities
Melt together with our hopes,
Forming passages —
The links between what has been,
And the good that’s yet to be