The World doesn’t owe you anything!



Tell me beloved

What is a field of roses

When you are the very garden

From which it breathes ?

All can perceive

That our father

Whispered a secret in your ears;

Golden Words

only you can decipher

Oh where does such magic

Derive from, dearest one?

All would come

If you’d divulge

What you’ve hidden from the world

Tell me beloved

Of this emerald you possess

Tell me

Here I Am

In between each breath

There in that space… I am

See me in

That moment before ink touches paper

… I exist

Where sleep wins over

Tired eyelids

In the letting go…. I’m already there

Feel my words

When the flakes of snow

Are just about to caress the ground

… There I shall abound

I promise to never part

Even after goodbyes

Every Second 

A kaleidoscope of memories 

Sprints across my eyes

Realizing all that was

Each and every moment 

Living and dying all at once 

The essence of right now 

Surfaces so clearly 

As I remember 

What seems to be yesterday 

There is nothing to grasp 

There is simply 

The letting go 

Being present 

As every second dances away from me 

Yet paints a beautiful memory 

Let the sky become a canvas 

Your breath a song 

And create it with blissful ness 

As I close my eyes 

And I am grateful

To My Children When I am Gone

To My Children when I am gone

A cloud once spoke to me

As it cried down on the Earth

I had forgotten my fathers promise 

By the tree of forever 

A foolish child sadly remembers 

The wisdom a father tried to impart 

When the tops of redwoods 

Bristle his breath on me 

May you not follow my folly 

You are him

I see it in your laughter and smile 

Hidden behind such bravado 

Don’t hide from me

Or the world 

Let a million ancestors rejoice

In your accomplishments beloved 

And remember my voice 

In the autumn winds of tomorrow 

The hue of my pupils 

In the skies of winter 

Where tears will well up around your eyes 

And the wish of my presence 

Is never more 

Remember I love you