These ends of mine
should mean to meet
one would think
when walking down a one way street.
So for now take a seat
kick back and relax those feet
—go on get some rest
as the day is undressed
by tonight’s nurtured nest.
Soon I’m going to need you all
at your very best.
But if you have any needs
while I’m tending to these seeds
in this garden of good deeds.
I’ll be right over here
serenading songs of Shakespeare
through a distant whisper
for it is true—Love is something
that all souls can hear.
But it is time for a new endeavor
something with a bit less pressure.
Once stuck in the depths of a river
that flowed to a place called never
but upon the horizon I now see forever.
The pounding beneath your chest
might be me giving it my best
because of time I am no longer pressed
see these steps—they move sprite with zest.
So as the sun it sets to the west
sung low by a choir of light
smiling in the shape of an angel’s flight
It is God above that fills my heart
and I feel something within—brimming
my mind no longer spinning.
For that was the day
when fury went the way of forgiven
and greed—well it turned to giving.
You see my friends
It was but a day
when life looked Love in the eye
and the dream took to living.
BeLove © 2018