It’s not often that a bright
Enough light in the sky in
The daytime catches your
Attention. But this one did.
It was like someone took a
Picture of the earth using
A flash camera that lit up
The world. Nobody knows
Where it came from or who
Did it. We can only hope
They like us.
After a long winter
The season life loves
Arrives known as
Spring. Green sprouts
Pop up on bushes and
Trees, marigolds are
Everywhere. The
Natural world wakes
Up and all living
Things rejoice.
The world underwater is
A very different world
Than the world above
Water. If you’re in a lake or
The ocean you see a world
Of underwater life. You
Are nearly weightless,
Floating along with the
Fish. The only downside
Is that you have to come
Up for air.
In this stressful and crazy
World that seems to make
No sense, sometimes people
Consult a therapist to get
Help with sorting things out.
When you ask a therapist
A question, they will answer
By asking you a question.
There is the answer. Look
At yourself for the answers.
I’ve been to a lot of different
Places, I’ve roamed the world,
Lived in different countries and
Been to every state in our country.
I haven’t been home for a long
Time, but I feel something
Pulling me back and that
Something is you.
In a world full of tension
And fighting, people look
For the elusive bird of
Peace. Families and cities
And countries boil over
With turmoil until the
Majestic bird of peace,
A dove, lands among
Them and peace breaks
Out.
The world around me
Is full of examples of
God’s love
From sprouting seeds
To magnificent clouds
And sunny days to an
Innocent smile of a
Tiny baby and the love
That made it possible
God’s love is everywhere
Can you hear the planet
Rotating perilously through
Yet another hour?
Can you hear the universe
Expanding out in all
Directions, billions of years
Counting just as sure as the
Beating of your own heart
This is your own life
Do not waste it
As soon as we are hatched out
Of our eggs and leave the nest
We get our wings and learn
How to fly
First we take short trips that
Scare us and tire us
But our curiosity and desire
To see what is out there
Urges us to soar to the heights
And look down at the world
We live in
As you start on the way,
The way appears
When you cease to be,
Being comes
Think how you came into
This world
Can you explain how
That happened?
On the path, you
Will find out
Wordman of Alcatraz 