Here I will focus the writing on poetry and commentary.

Stand,

before our eyes,

witness the world we live in.

Is it far different than

any life we might imagine?

 

I cry

for the lost and meek.

Their stories

often remain

unheard.

 

I weep

for the free spirit

somehow laying down

unable to move

with quiet pain.

 

I hope

for dignity

and character

In those around us;

that may live alongside our soul.

 

We celebrate

with family and friends

the everlasting spirits that

came before us.

Their Names belong with us.

 

Today, tomorrow and yesterday

each morning sun

reminds me God (by a name)

creates our world,

knowing far greater worth.

 

Tonight we celebrate

together;

families uniting.

A wondrous beauty

that reasons a new life.

 

That I might

understand that words

have a merit,

far beyond

echoed dreams.

 

No matter language

the message imports

one true meaning.

And shan’t we dignify

Such truths?

 

We fire our minds

in tragedy and hope

the stars may watch

our transgressions

with sympathetic eye.

 

May the night

bless our lives

one time to realize

Love is that word

that creates our harmony.

 

Might our truth be such

that Peace and Good Will,

really might beckon our hearts

in a manner;

offer guidance in solace.

 

Love, peace, beauty

And passion,

They may bring tears

Yet that Joy allows

our human kind renewal.

 

In holiday we gather our souls

And that is indeed a ‘wealthy’ gift.

 

 

 

Written while listening to Pachelbel’s Canon in D Major

Inspired by my brother.

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