Mingled Thoughts
People talking in tiny whispers. Children playing in small groups.
And lonely - I am, sitting upon a nearby rock with the Monday Morning Blues.
(1972)________________________________________________
Here!
Why are we here? What's the reason?
For what sort of purpose?
But nonetheless, why are we here? Why not there? Or over there?
Or for that thought.. Are we really anywhere at all? How can you be sure?
(1974)__________________________________________________
Life's Roads are well traveled
The road is long and I am tired.
I want to go home and feed the fire between the one whom I desire.
(1976)____________________________________________________
Thoughtless People are those...
Thoughtless people are those who are quick to say, "I care." However,
They seldom really dare to share.
(1975)__________________________________________________
Who is he?
So quiet and understanding.
Who is he?
Who wears a smile, worn thin after awhile.
Who is he?
I never asked, but I know.....
(1977) ______________________________________________________
I really don’t know where you’d be – if your soul was set totally free…
(1976)___________________________________________________
Tears shed in sorrow, often season the ground for new life.
(1975)_________________________________________________
An Entree for the Living
Wisdom – Sip silently from its’ cup – as if it was a sweet tasting wine.
Life – Dine slowly – it’s a meal to be savored through the aging of time.
(1977)________________________________________________________
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