love was the lake in your two eyes
which you afforded me to swim in
taking me whole into your cherish
our joy jumped like fishes in spring waters
...
nothing lasts forever
nothing is permanent
only when we become nothing
when nothing becomes
...
some are motivated
supposedly by his words
and wish to be nearer
some are motivated by
...
Portland local market
the farmers' smiles fresh
as their merchandise
...
all fenced up in himself
white president diehard wannabe
gives tips on foreign policy
...
melting snow -
warming up the day
my cup of milk coffee
...
three books of divinity
with pages that turn
and turn our thoughts
and open our hearts
...