On the road to forever,
The earth meets the sky,
Upon the shoulders of mountains,
Under the eyes of the stars.
The giants of the forests,
Stand tall as silent guardians,
As souls seeking solace,
Find fulfillment amidst the snow.
The cold kindles warmth,
As this beauty is shared between souls,
In a playground for the heart,
God gives us a taste of Heaven.
May the stars guide your quest,
As they guided me to this place,
And may your heart rekindle with hope,
As your soul touches God’s face.
A Watch has a maker,
For time has beginning and end.
Yet from old hands to young,
From her hands to his,
She gives it to him once again.
Her age is but miles,
Her wrinkles cruel illusion,
For the fire in her eyes is still young.
Time is an illusion,
As all life is collusion,
In his heart her life had begun.
The watch became a key,
Until her image he did see,
Her beauty holding him fast.
To so long ago,
He knew he must go,
In finding his love at last.
For reality bends,
Around the force of love,
Drawing two souls together.
The impossible happens,
And miracles unfold,
Between souls joined by this tether.
Their hands came together,
Their hearts did join,
He laid the watch in her hand.
When he was torn away,
She held the watch every day,
Praying to see him again.
Somewhere in time,
This timepiece has joined,
Two hearts in love without end.
As it loops through time,
This serves to remind,
Love has no beginning or end.
A woman appears in nature,
Yet she lives in the hearts around her.
As a butterfly touches flowers to bring fruit,
She brings the spark of love to other hearts.
This light shines through her eyes and smile,
For she is the personification of love in life.
Such light and beauty can not be hidden,
Not even by injury or illness.
For if you block the light of any candle,
The room will still glow from its flame.
Love extends life in the world,
For the soul finds reason to fight with joy.
Weeks can turn into months,
As months can even become years.
Love is the fire which needs no fuel,
For this fire flows to us from the heart of God.
A woman’s eyes see the illusions of age,
Yet the heart sees her as forever young.
The eyes can be blinded though the heart sees all,
And time is just an illusion,
For her heart beats in beauty forever,
And souls around her sing the song of life.
For Marvin, a man who freely gave his joy to many, at the entrance to the Los Coches Wal Mart in El Cajon, CA
Out to the East by Los Coches,
There is a store along the way,
Where stood a man by the door,
Who had a hat for every day.
He was an older man named Marvin,
Who had seen his life with style,
So in his thanks for the gift of time,
He sought to give us each a smile.
He was hard to catch to give a word,
There was always someone there,
If that person had eight or eighty years,
He would always show he cared.
For folks who move to quick to notice,
He had ways to catch their eyes,
With costumes and hats of colors,
He knew when and how to be sly.
They looked up from their phones to his eyes,
And he greeted them with a smile,
Yet the gift he gave was not for naught,
It would last more than quite a while.
I enjoyed his words when we would speak,
I am sure that he enjoyed mine,
He became a part of each of us,
And he used his gift of time.
I wish I could have seen him once again,
To say thanks for all he gives,
But I know he can hear this as I write,
For in our hearts he lives.
Snowflakes fill the air around me,
Like angels coming from Heaven,
They gently surround me,
Reminding that God is with us,
No matter how dark the times may seem,
Though the sun hides behind the clouds,
Amidst the cold of Winter,
Yet I am warm in the hearts of family,
While Christmas lights of Poland gleam.
With those who are close I share the sunrise,
For in love the sun never sets,
Hearts know of no distance,
I close my eyes in their embrace,
Opening my eyes to family,
While countries are closed in fear,
God blesses with the miracle of travel,
Sheltered amidst the snow covered mountains,
With the family who loves me here.
All are given a time,
Yet her time has long passed,
As she sits in the warmth of the sun,
Trying to remember its name.
Wheelchair bound in stricken form,
Her beautiful legs a memory,
Once danced ballets of the heart,
Lifting her from obscurity to fame.
The lines of time upon her face,
Her thoughts no longer find words,
Speechless she sits in the chair,
Until music flutters in on a breeze.
What requires no words to understand,
Runs with her blood from ears to hands,
Remembering the dance of Swan Lake,
Which her hands gracefully caress with ease.
Every fire giving warmth requires a spark,
Including fires held within the heart,
This spark came appropriately with a kiss,
That a gentleman placed upon her hand.
Releasing the fire of love once more,
As the music played across her soul,
Her arms remembering motions of beauty,
Though her body could no longer stand.
Every moment we have is a memory,
Every memory burns though the light is gone.
For no living moment will cease to live,
Forever embraced in time and space.
Each moment becomes a universe,
Visited through the doorway of the heart,
For as her hands remember the dance,
Her soul flies to that moment in haste.
Her vacant stare replaced with vacant chair,
The old swan has risen brighter than the sun,
Dancing by the side of her prince of dreams,
They smile to us living on forever young.
Within the song we see doorways to all moments,
For the heart dispels the illusions of time,
Through those doorways we find each other,
Within your heart’s love I find mine.
The heart is the source of truth,
A light which can be seen through the eyes,
The lamp that lights the world,
For love can never lie.
Many have lost their way,
Because the eyes could never see,
Turn to the source of truth,
The heart knows what can be.
Listen to the laugh of a child,
Free from illusions of the world,
The questions the child will ask,
Will lead to truth unfurled.
Take that child in hand,
Let that child’s love guide you,
Your heart will reawaken,
As that child walks beside you.
If love is letting go of fear,
Then fear is the result of pain,
Pain often leads to anger,
Then only the darkness will reign.
Love is the song of life,
Healing hearts willing to try,
Love overcomes all bonds,
Setting hearts free to fly.
