7.12.2013

Recollections

I'd like the fairer stars to gaze
in favor on our younger days

From blazing sun
To sweet, clear haze

And on our past
We look amazed

Ah, yes, son...those were the days


All that we are

I sit here
Realizing we are composed of only That
which is patient, kind, and at Its core

Love

No judgment, knowing that all things happen in due time

Whatever time may be