What right to realize, to move…to dance
To breathe, to be, then receive
The destruction, after all, was vast
Yet
The beautiful opportunity, now, at hand
To awaken, to erupt, then flow
What wrong to commit, to not move…to not dance
Then Flow
Tag Archives: Opportunity
Your Door: A Poem to My Son
Such is the challenge
To behold a door
To sense all it leads to
While not grieving more
To know if it’s opened
The Divine has willed
To praise, when it’s closed
His providence, still
Forth, amble with purpose
Or wait night and day
But ask for The Blessing
God’s presence, to stay
Be Curious: A Haiku
Burning Bush Moments
God gives one to each of us
Let’s take off our shoes
Concrete
Would it be weak
Were I to cry for the collective
The selves I’ve been
The chance, gone, to them each?
These wheels face West
The light-lit way, daily apparent
Yet my feet are only able to stay
Stumbling in concrete
Andromeda
Before begins the countdown
A single opportunity abounds
Surely you see it
Before I seek a new galaxy
The last simulation
The door closing
Before bedtime today
Knock, You
I’ll deny the universe begging
This Haiku: Opportunity
Dear Dance: On dark days,
do not fail to blaze a trail.
At my feet…we’ll meet.
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