
Everyday people
must stand and live together
or perish as fools.

Everyday people
must stand and live together
or perish as fools.
I walk through this park,
accompanied, yet alone.
Reluctant leaves bid me farewell.
18 September 2025
As deep we descend,
exceptionalism fades,
much farther from US.
15 August 2025 – Ferragosto in Italia
Whatever we claim,
unless we encompass Love,
Peace will refuse us.
June 29, 2025
Insanity reigns
while moral compass ruptures,
as bees gift us hope.
May 25, 2025
French Rose-Pink faces
as I stroll through this Sunday
greet me with each step.
Memorial Day weekend brings memories. Sun is fading now behind clouds uneasy to say goodbye. This spring is cool, with so far just enough rain, yet each breath for tomorrow is unknown. Roses speak.
The more we allow the Silence of our surroundings to speak, the more our hearts can listen to the truths they beg to tell. All is a part of them as they are a part of us all. We share their time, space, beauty, life. When this becomes the gift fully comprehended…all things will transform. For this moment, we await.
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