Humble man I be, so in love

I am but a humble man, plain as is......
This thing called love makes me to be

...master crafts man to craft rare and precious jewels for your breast an’ear
...fighter to win the cup and belt golden to put on your mantle shelve
...guardian of the innocent, the wild, you- and yours as you walk-the-talk and sleep
...composer and poet articulating wondrous prose and rhymed lyric
...engineer, archtecht and builder to make us a plain, humble and warm home
...your doctor to heal and inspire you and take away your tears over all the eons
...naive and an innocent wondering at the paradoxical marvel of love
...love being so enigmatic for as I rejoice I weep
...finding peace and quite mind in my joissance

For in all this I realize how little I know and small I am and simple my love
For in all this I remain just a man, who love you dearly
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3..... the past not to be Framed In Shadows

the dark shadows of the past
bracket the the here and now of the present
and create a blinding mirage into a hazy future

our choice to stand so hopeless,
.......framed in the present
thus, locked into an unwanted future.....?

let us rather allow our light to shine so bright here in the now
in this we overcome the shadows of the past
and let the radiance of the present then mirror a future

possible, at long last, reflective introspection discovering deep inside
so, as shadows retreat fragments of the essence of Being surface
finding remnants of the essence of Being affirmned, still the same
finding values and priorities migrated to new dimensions in space and time

through this then
the fabric and texture of Being...., now wiser, .....more resilient
the resonance of mind harmonious quiter at peace

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Come Dance With Me

Come! Take my hand… and dance with me…..
On terra firma, on a solar breeze brought here by a celestial wind….
In the gentle breeze blowing off the sea-, and the mountains in the eve….

Come dance with me in the Allegro, the Barock and Minuet….
….on intergalactic music eons old, arriving only now, in our quantum space
….on sounds of ancient water streams and waterfalls echoing continuously
….on sounds of oceans and it’s surf of this planet that’s been reverberating for ever
….as if part of our destiny we only now-, somehow mysteriously as if by magic
….we sense, feel and hear it, synchronous with this between us

……this music of terra firma, the cosmos and galaxies,
…and the mystique of eons pasts’ voices of lovers’ gentle whispers floating out there
T’is always been there to enchant travelers and those meandering recklessly
And people like us fools! Adventurous in Love…. And loving

Come! Take my hand…. And dance with me
…and to dance for ever more and always
Please, will you take my hand, my Love…..

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Less’er Love, And A Rose, In My Garden

I am gardener…. I prune, sheer… at times
…at times I have lesser love
And in less is more, very much more
…………….and there is this garden
..the garden, ours by the Grace of the Life Force, supreme God
..there is this Rose, and those Roses there… all chose a place to be
I, the Gardner choose the blooms from which Rose goes to the glass next my bed
I love this Rose, and less but similar those other
….they decide when to bloom
In sping late winter their souls weep, as I sheer, as I must
In spring and summer and early winter we rejoice as they bloom abundantly
…..every night one bloom from The Rose that’ad also chosen me
in the glass of water next my bed read to me, and comfort me
the delicate-, bewitching fragrance the bookmark for tomorrow night
I love that Rose as my chosen

I am gardener…. I prune, sheer… at times

…..only one Rose reads to me… I a lesser Gardener
Lesser, cause I’m only able t’love one Rose…..this Rose here

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