Wiping the tears from eternity’s past,

placing the future on ice

 

New memories lie frozen, suspended in time

—to melt with each morning’s respite

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)  

I don’t believe in Jesus,

I don’t believe in Buddha,

I don’t believe in Allah,

I don’t believe in Zeus

 

I don’t believe in Fairy Tales,

I don’t believe in Santa,

I don’t believe in Unicorns,

I don’t believe Dr. Seuss

 

I don’t believe in Proverbs,

I don’t believe the Gospels,

I don’t believe in Dharma,

I don’t believe their Creeds

 

But I do believe in Beauty,

I do believe in Truth,

I do believe in Love,

And—I do believe in me

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

The wheel of life,

the wheel of death,

Involution breaks their hold

 

To turn our

consciousness inward

—and directly know the Soul

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

 

Those who never take advice,

insist on preaching high

 

To offer wine that never aged

—from empty barrels dry

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Too craven to take his own advice,

he stumbled over time

 

A distant echo of what he proclaimed

—an alien unrhymed

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

I refuse to talk with bigots,

does that apply to you

 

And freely open up my mind,

to greet the world anew

 

Discriminatory and hateful barbs,

divide and tear apart

 

What poetry tries its best to mend,

inside an honest heart

 

Those few most vile hide behind

their fear inspired views

 

That bring about the worst in us,

to slander and accuse

 

As days grow short, my time is spent,

beneath a sun that shines

 

Speaking to the highest traits

—humanity divines

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

You filled my eyes to overflowing,

and quenched my thirsting heart

 

You poured your vision into my soul,

beatific to impart

 

All banks you flooded as dreams wade in,

and currents gently surge

 

My spirit safe within your flow,

re-baptized to emerge

 

(Villanova Pennsylvania: March, 2020)

 

Tears well shed rewash our dreams

—of nightmares filled with lies

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

Scientific theory,

modernity’s ego trip

 

Its pay grade maxed, its mirror cracked

—empirical ellipse

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)

The Universe,

 imagination

 

God…

existence Thine

 

Each Soul,

His essence passing through

 

Individuality

—Divine

 

(Dreamsleep: March, 2020)