Flowing in the clouds of time,
Thru skies not very blue,
Lost among the endless stars,
Thoughts bring me back to you.
...
What, Who can we trust today?
Nothing, Nobody, I must say,
You can't trust your food,
Water or air, prices or builders,
...
I still haven't been able,
To figure out,
Does the poem own the poet?
His feelings and his doubts,
...
I love to plant words,
And see if they grow,
In the hearts of others,
I don't even know.
...
Evil is rewarded,
And Goodness,
Strangled back
What kind of World
...
I will try to find your shadow,
When the sundial comes alive,
And I'll search all far and narrow,
Till all Light becomes divine,
...
Come on,
Open up the Sky,
I want to fly,
Inside,
...
Poets read and understand,
Poems strange from wonderland,
As in sadness, as in joy,
Poets, poems will enjoy,
...
The Greatest Gift
Of them all
Love in all its
Forms.
...
Those who love
And are loved
Do not know
How very lucky,
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