To Love a Woman

Your eyes look at the outside world,

Wondering who is truly looking in,

Like the rose undiscovered within the seed,

Your heart longs to be found.

A blind man can feel your beauty,

Using only the sound of your voice,

Undistracted by the vessel only the eyes perceive.

He can see the eternal beauty of your soul.

Oh God let my mind not distract me,

For only the heart has vision to see the truth,

When the soul speaks a language far beyond words,

May my lips not utter a sound.

When your joy is beyond your ability to understand,

My life will be without measure,

For loving you without conditions and limits,

Is truly the greatest pleasure.

Never Forgotten

Interviewer to Gregory Peck:   “Considering the accomplishments of your legendary career, what do you want to be remembered for the most?”

Gregory Peck to Interviwer:  “Being a good husband and father.”

 For all the day will come

 When we no longer breathe the air. 

 A day I do not walk the earth

 And have left an empty chair. 

 What was must one day step aside

 For what will come to be. 

 I walk and wonder in this world

 About what will speak of me. 

  Birds singing above me in the trees

 Sing from birds who sang before. 

 Creatures love the young they raise 

 Because once they were adored. 

The sun rejoices for the moon

By lighting up the sky.

 The moon reflects upon the sun

 Yet we never wonder why. 

 The things I fixed and what I’ve made

 Will all fall away. 

 Yet the words I’ve written on the heart

 Will forever stay. 

The love my family has from me

Will show in my daughter's daughter’s smile.

God’s love shown through my life

Will last more than just a while.

The good seeds that we plant in life

Will almost always grow.

Yet the fruit which falls from those trees

We almost always never know.

Our light will shine through hearts we’ve loved

Like a fire spreading fast.

When our lives are held in God’s hand,

Our love forever lasts.

The Cost of Joy

 The scope of love is endless, 

 As is the human heart.

 There can be no true ending, 

 When one cannot find the start. 

 Yet free will is present, 

 Which makes love require a choice.

 No heart can be conquered,

 When the actions match the voice. 

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy. 

 Joy is not entitled, 

 There are decisions and hard work. 

 The sweat of focused effort, 

 Behind every smile lurks.

 Because happiness can’t happen, 

 Unless it is desired. 

 For happiness is fueled, 

 From the heat of passion’s fire. 

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy. 

 This is not a condition, 

 This is a way of life. 

 This is the bond of fire, 

 Between a man and wife.

 This is the gentle healing, 

 That cures each hurt and pain. 

 This is the way of life, 

 Which never leaves one the same. 

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy.

 The path bears all the imprints, 

 Of legendary hearts. 

 All the nameless and the named, 

 To whom love did impart. 

 The meaning and the joys, 

 Of the endless song of living,

 The great effort towards this joy, 

Is to never stop giving.

  There is a key to happiness,
 No secret to employ.
Investing into other hearts,
 Is the cost of joy. 

Song of Silence

 Imagine a silence, 

 No waves of distraction, 

 Where colors become music, 

 Images become thought, 

 Thought becomes reality, 

 Forged by fires of inspiration, 

 Adding to the picture,

 Seen by other souls, 

 As they look upon reality, 

 With vision of the heart.

This forms the tapestry,
Where one life affects many,
Sepearate journeys intertwine,
Magic comes thorough courage,
 For no challenge is unshared,
  A hand will reach through the darkness,
 To guide the weary traveler,
 Who does not see the trail,
 Though he hears the silent song,
 Upon the winds of faith.

  The eyes may see new lands,
While the senses taste new joys,
 Broadening the mind,
 The only the heart can truly see,
 Beyond the chatters of distraction,
 The mystery of life,
 Shows in clues behind the eyes,
And markings on the stones,
Along with wonders in the sky,
Which words could never share.

When a dog is looking peacefully
Up into your eyes,
How much does he feel,
Of what most will never see?
It is upon this silent river,
Which souls forever sail,
Where souls impart their image,
Upon the hearts of all they meet,
Pushing back the boundaries,
Of Eternity.

Chemistry

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Upon our Anniversary, for you.


Magic is a simple thing,
  Wonders from combining flavors,
 Rain clouds from combining elements
  Love from combining hearts.
 This is simply chemistry,
 Bringing life rains from the sky,
 Bringing food from the earth,
 Bringing meaning to my heart.

 Life began to have meaning,
 When your heart joined with mine,
 With your hand in my hand,
 Your laughter filling my soul.

 Knowing what to say,
 Your words bring inspiration,
 Your touch a sweet sensation,
 Your eyes light up my soul.

 Always by my side
 In you forever young,
 Our song daily sung,
 For music never ends.

 Each lifetime is a moment,
 Each moment never ends,
 And when two lives become one,
 All boundaries disappear.

 We are surrounded by life stories,
 In the continuum of time,
 Chemistry of fire between us,
As the stars look down in wonder.

Hall of Lights

 In the hall of lights, 

 Our souls convene, 

 Hearts collide in color, 

 Colors are the children of light, 

  A song of dance for the eyes, 

 Painted on the world by the heart, 

 Painted on each heart by others. 

 Words scratch the surface, 

 The deepest meaning is wordless,

 For the heart sings loud in silence,  

 In cultures on the river of time, 

 In unions where two souls become one, 

 For magic is a realm with no bounds, 

  Opened by the key of the heart. 

The luster of diamonds and gold, 

 Just symbols in the earth of treasure, 

 The warmth of gold  just a shadow, 

 Of the heat transferred between hearts, 

 The brilliance of diamonds just symbols, 

 Of light from each soul in the dark,

Shining against the backdrop of forever.

 In the ocean of life, 

 We are sailors on a journey, 

 Our differences made one by the ship, 

Different roles keep the ship on course,

Storms rearranging the sky,

Our hearts keep our hands strong,

On our course to the Promised Land.

Beyond Words

 When words fail, 

 The song prevails through silence, 

 The unconveyed becomes clear, 

 Where the heart takes charge, 

 Between the space of thoughts, 

 Where the soul sees through the eyes. 

 Behind each set of eyes, 

 Lies a soul that is eternal, 

 With a light seeing untold stories, 

 Triumphs and tragedies unimagined, 

 And a single word can have the power, 

 To lead that soul towards light or darkness. 

 For those who seem great are simply actors, 

 While the  unseen souls are truly great, 

  As strength is not in the display of power, 

  But lies in how someone uses his weakness, 

 Knowing that there is only one truly strong, 

 He who holds all of our lives in His hand. 

 The true treasures found on earth, 

 Are the smiles one collects from others, 

 Instilling a moment of joy, 

 Which can create a lifetime of hope, 

 For sending light through a chain of souls, 

 Is life‘s meaning beyond words. 

Teacher of Riddles

 This morning at Starbucks I conversed with a woman that brought in a service dog, and an old Italian from the Bronx. We spoke of nonverbal communication, and That inspired me to write this.  The image by the way is a stock photo, but I like what it expresses.

 The heart sees no absurdity, 

 For all is in truth, 

 Knowing no words to express, 

 Four words lose their illusion, 

 And when the eyes of the heart are open, 

 The soul receives true light. 

 Even nature understands this truth, 

  Spoken thought being and absurdity, 

 And a dog can look into your eyes, 

 To know the truth of who you are, 

 And if our hearts are so much wiser, 

 Who are we to choose not to listen? 

 A good teacher teaches in the pictures, 

 Using words has the colors of his brush, 

 And though the students are learning, 

 The teacher becomes the greatest student, 

  In the eyes of those who are listening, 

 Vision of the soul becomes clear. 

 The mysteries of tragedy go on answered, 

 While the tragedy of love is ignorance, 

 For if the distractions of the world are silenced, 

 The heart feeds the soul true wisdom, 

 And though a tear may come time to time, 

 True joy will never be conquered. 

Infinate Journey

Many thanks to my good friend Michael Flores for coming up with title.

Where the earth meets the sky,

Reality joins imagination.

Where the ocean meets the stars,

Is where the heart soars.

My heart is found there,

Beckoning you to follow.

For in such sacred places,

Sorrow is no more.

For the work of the hand,

Can give birth to dreams.

There is nothing impossible,

Though sometimes it seems.

Our sorrows are forsaken,

When faith is awakened.

To a life unequaled,

And to love undreamed.

I cannot see tomorrow,

When yesterday begins.

I cannot know the future,

From where I have been.

For love joins at all,

With barriers undone.

Since nothing can end,

What was never begun.

Stories

 

These words came into my heart as I walked down a hill from Kaiser after visiting someone I love.

I went to see the old man,

He was sleeping in his room,

The nurse was busy outside,

I walked slow to his side,

Hand shaking under the sheets,

And stories inside his soul.

I wished I could touch his heart,

Lay my hand upon his soul,

For souls are made of stories,

As bodies are made of atoms,

And hearts are made of feeling,

And I wished I could feel his stories,

Life and memories to span the sky,

As I stand still upon the ground.

Stories compose each soul,

Tied together by free will,

As we create cosmic points of decision,

For the decision to follow a leaf,

Blowing through a park,

Can lead a man to kindred soul,

Together finding love,

They form a quantum timeline,

And reality changes around them,

Departed from separate paths,

As together they brighten the world.

And so the world exists,

A temporal mirror of forever,

Where we find meaning together,

In the complimentary grip of time,

For as light exists in waves and particles,

Time exists in positions and speed,

And within it we map out destiny,

Riding upon waves of space,

With sails full of love,

As the stars sing out our song,

Leading everywhere towards our hearts.

The Absolute Reflection

A day is never marked,

By a sunrise or sunset,

As these are just illusions,

Setting reality in mind.

For the truth about connections,

Is that hearts are never broken,

Souls are bound together,

Beyond the framework of time.

A memory of bird song,

May not be in the past,

As the heart can hear the singing,

In all the days to come.

Memories may be connections,

In the timeless scope of truth,

Where we are always bound,

In the mystery of song.

Two hearts drawn in love,

Are always bound together,

There is no longer a beginning,

And the magic never ends.

This can be the hearts of soul mates,

A student of life and God,

This can be the heart of family,

Or a strong bond between friends.

With all of life in balance,

In the scope of truth eternal,

No problem overshadows,

The true glory that exists.

For every soul is always,

And life goes on forever,

The simplicity of knowing that,

Is the strength of all that is.

Just Listen

 

The voices,

Of the hearts,

Of the rhythm,

From the start,

Feeds the waves,

Of the raves,

Of life that craves.

From the voices,

Making choices,

Amidst the noises,

Making silence,

Filling meaning,

With ears ringing,

Blocking us,

From those beside us.

Stop and listen,

Magic will glisten,

Showing stars,

Within your days,

Allowing life,

To surpass strife,

Bringing meaning,

From wisdom gleaning,

And heart singing,

To all your days.

So to others,

And to yourself,

Give your heart’s ear,

And nothing else,

Through the laughter,

And the cries,

You will make out,

The Voice on High,

So let it dawn,

It is not gone,

It is life’s song.

Soul in Bloom

Can a rose grow backwards?

Will the sun set in the east?

Can the waves flow from shore?

Is there beauty in the beast?

Nothing set in motion,

Can proceed without a passion,

Or progress without emotion,

For life is a simple love.

The simple is most profound,

As there is no such thing as size,

Which most will not surmise,

When looking at their woes.

There is no limit to love,

No limitation to living,

Even strolling the same garden,

Is never the exact same path.

And so our spirits grow,

As growth never comes easy,

Through trials and through pain,

Wisdom finds beauty in truth.

For each day the sun rises,

The world is never the same,

Filled with joy and with pain,

Painted again by the same hands.

And so we find the truth,

That thought changes reality,

Reality changes each life,

Through love within God’s plan.

The Silent Strings

I have passed this old violin for days in a nearby shop, reluctant to pick up such a delicate thing in my hands which have broken pick axes.  The violin is gone now, to be part of a time capsule I am told, but the music still plays on in my mind.

In silence within its case,

In silence so sublime,

No longer to see its face,

To be part of a capsule of time,

The strings once placed are silent,

The strings music did impart,

The music plays on in memory,

The music plays within my heart.

Memories contained within wood,

Memories of a skillful hand,

Once played by a country fire,

Perhaps played as part of a band,

In orchestra finding purpose,

In orchestration we have our parts,

As music gives to our souls,

And music our souls impart.

Let seeds be planted in the soul,

For seeds aspire to the sky,

As strings join to form a whole,

As strings sing the answer why,

Coming from the Great Composer,

Coming from Heaven above,

For all music sings from the heart,

All music sings of love.

Circles

Each life is a circle,

With our words and actions,

Touching the circles,

Of other lives.

We touch in our motion,

And in never forgetting,

We carry someone’s heart,

To others we meet.

In sharing of energy,

Our circles do join,

Each one a universe,

In the space of life.

So when a life ends,

That circle goes on,

Touching new hearts,

With undying light.

All that we eat,

And all that we drink,

Becomes part of our bodies,

Each day we breathe.

So does all that we day,

And everything we do,

Become part of other lives,

Like gifts that we leave.

This is no accident,

Or evolution of nature,

Which happened by chance,

And happens to be.

This is the magic of God,

And the music of life,

So all souls may dance,

In Creation’s beauty.

Here We Are

I chose an image of apparent loneliness to convey a truth.

We are never truly alone.

Right off to work,

We go from school,

To make our mark,

Apply the rules,

To get our fill,

We lost the thrill,

By sundown.

Along the path,

We lost our way,

Too hard to see,

Both night and day,

No clues to solve,

Our will dissolves,

Into the ground.

Souls are real,

That’s the deal,

Shining bright,

Day or night,

Near or far,

Together,

Here we are.

Life lights around me,

Some flicker and die,

Under the starlight,

I sit and wonder why,

They are all that’s real,

That is the deal,

Here on Earth.

Each soul a starlight,

On canvas of this world,

As through the darkness,

Our tiny planet hurls,

Chasing illusions,

Adding confusion,

From our birth.

Souls are real,

That’s the deal,

Shining bright,

Day or night,

Near or far,

Together,

Here we are.

There from beginning,

You set the sky on fire,

Love unending,

Strength that never tires,

You hold our lives,

We all will thrive,

In your hand.

You gave me others,

Faces fill my mind,

You gave each other,

So answers we can find,

Love through your Son,

Our hearts you have won,

By your plan.

Souls are real,

That’s the deal,

Shining bright,

Day or night,

Near or far,

Together,

Here we are.

A Tale From Moon River

For Audrey, for you, and for all who would be touched.

She begins her day,

At a jewelry store,

A place of peace and joy,

In the machine of Manhattan,

Bright eyes looking through,

Only the glass separates her,

From her dreams.

With a cat called “Cat”,

Residing within her flat,

And ways which seem peculiar,

From the other side of the glass,

She is on the great quest,

Looking for treasure,

Within herself.

Though pain has shaken her,

Her world once fallen down,

She finds in her reflection,

A guide to see her through,

For her smile is a gift,

Joy from Heaven to others,

Through her heart.

Like her you were stricken,

For pain has no preferences,

Shooting you both within,

Though neither soul would change,

As pain is but a circumstance,

And beauty is a treasure,

From the soul.

For the soul is a vessel,

Guided by will of the heart,

Carrying the blessings of Heaven,

Like a star in the night sky,

Guiding the weary sailor,

To the safety of land and home,

With love.

Carry forth your sunshine,

As your meaning of life unfolds,

Through the daily acts of your heart,

Willing that God’s will brings joy,

Through your words and actions,

As your soul sings the song,

Of life evermore.