When I die, don't mourn or pray, instead I feel, I'd respond better to subtle puzzles you might ponder whose solution is me ...and I would pop on the other side, if only for a moment... tethered in your space yet unbounded still as no ripple on a pond deep within the closed eye of you surrounded by no time surrounded by all time such is prayer, such is death? (no god is God, as God is god, you whisper, then you ponder, and You?) And I pop for that moment cc: Chagall 2021
Archive for October, 2021
There are many of you, well organized, strong, brave, determined So have your own revolution, there where You live! Stop riding on the coattails of my dead sons and daughters cc: Chagall 2021
May these take root before frost settles in, no longer simply a hoary old saw, there is little time left for the growing, and harvest will come early, if at all, such are the fields we sow and reap these days cc: Chagall 2021
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