Acts And Words Ii Poem by Laa Finita

Today, I decided for one of the dilemma's paths.
But then I remebered some Mr. James T. Adair's words, he once wrote to me. His spirit is in this poem.


ACTS OR WORDS? II

As for the dilemma that was haunting me,
I chose ACTING: magic mist, hiding my lack of strength.
I wrote on a piece of paper: my mind and heart,
and I handed it to him, holding my breath.
He chose WORDS, serious, aliens, foreigns for him.

I know now, that, my words, though heart-felt,
would have been blurry, tearful in my mouth,
and not clear, or sutil, as flowing from a swan.

But still....true love, against all odds,
masters the arts of kindly waiting without expecting,
and swimmnig in the Life River, letting himself flows,
having touching other lives, and.... who knows?

La Finita