i return to my device and the word application asks
want to save? implying my previous work unsaved,
i reply Yes for i trust my earlier self enough
to have made some excellent changes
Chagall 2017
Tag Archive: purpose
Once we count the stars, what then
will remain to sustain our love?
© Chagall ∞
I’ve nowhere to turn except
to the expression of the timeless.
Though I am tired I forge ahead
convinced that the road leads direct
to the fount of some wisdom yet
undiscovered. Sadly, I am mistaken.
© Chagall ∞
To love her is so precisely
weightless.
© Chagall 2016
I.
Today I sensed
in the care of a plant
what I needed to do
II.
Today I sensed
during care of a plant
what I needed to do
III.
Today I sensed that
the care of it all
is what I needed to do
IV.
Today I sensed in
the care of it all
that I was needed
Chagall 2016
What I thought were
tiny ants
were really splays of sun
that turned out to be
wee ants
© Chagall 2015
In the vast empty
that is existence
dark and cold and lonely
without purpose, reason, or rhyme,
somewhere at this very moment
to the cheers of her mom and dad
a young girl rounds third
and is waved on home,
for she is the winning run.
© Chagall 2015
My meaning shifts along side those
whom I am juxtaposed.
© Chagall 2015
I find myself
on this road again
so soon I’ll be lost
at the turn.
© Chagall 2015
Just as song the words flow
in time, gating the sense.
To know is
in the making.
The interval is not known
until the second tone.
© Chagall 2014
Alphabet City 