turn together

 

End times

getting more desperate.

We could stop!  Breathe!

Build shelter to quell destruction

from the storm.

We could trade hard work for arms,

explode all against all

by the billions.

 

 

 

I don’t need

a philosophy.

To me that is not what

following a path toward Truth

is about.

The path is not a philosophy.

It is a life.

 

 

 

So easily misunderstood

The eyes in my mind

                   aren’t yours,

   we forget.

 

 

 

Converse – to turn together.

 

 

Suddenly I was a hermit

on a private dark night journey.

 

 

5/26-31/21