maybe its all about
...will and want
seeing animals in clouds
or a miracle when you need one most
maybe its adaptive and kind
the way white light and warmth
offers a path home
maybe it due to mutants
and eminent domain
proclaimed and planned within a place
faaaaar away
maybe its the dreams
that seem so real
and warnings of a day to come
maybe its a exacting facts of math,
maybe it is the unknowns of love
or chaos or strings
maybe its the kindness
in a world that makes no sense...
or a caring hug
that came out of nowhere
If we can believe what we can not see,
giving testimony that
'in fact' lives in faith of character
and cause.
that its everyday that verifies
the theorem or equation
Than I will be a witness
of tender mercies
and a force of good and love
that sits waiting for its equation
Maybe its the difference.
between a stone and flesh.
I believe it lives in matter
...or not,
or the force that we just don't understand
like so many now behind us, and so many ahead.
This poem has not been translated into any other language yet.
I would like to translate this poem