posted June 05, 2003 07:30 PM         

and i am just as you are, even when we don't agree
nothing is perfect, all things are in their own process
of greater or lesser progress

you and i no less-

we are the best that we allow ourselves to be in this moment

i try to correct the misgivings that my father didn't overcome when he was living
in my daily experiences and contributions, i improve on the good things that he showed by example

at times we had refused to see 'I to I'
he was a hot-blooded, quick tempered, hard headed- stubborn man
we defended every reason to argue except- 'why?'
i took time after a while, and reflected on the man with my whole hearted Third Eye, open wide
and i finally realized, the reason we often clashed was because his "I" was so similar to mIne
yes, indeed, the I in me

bless my sweet mother's life, heart, soul, body & mind
she is the other half of my parental inheritance
still living on the way, doing her best day to day
her patience, endurance and wonderful personality never cease to impress me
my dad was a wise- and lucky- man
she blessed him with her presence

me?
i don't really fully know myself yet, i'm still learning
i'm smart in the books and smart in the streets
where the most precious and exclusive nourishments, minerals and ornaments for the Soul i still find
and continue to mine- i mined, for years many unknown treasures in places and times where most hearts dread to be
i wouldn't trade anything i've acquired so far for anything
best of all- i've mined my mind... who can put measure to that duration of time?

time does exist, and simultaneously it does not
there is a word for that controversial illusion that we call time- it's in every dictionary
used by people to signify the relative idea we all have between motion and space
i think.
as all sentient beings do

i feel.
as all perceptive beings will

i will.

i'll do what i want- or desire- as i know i am able
with knowledge and wisdom and the highest level of understanding.

i love the freedom to love all that i love
i.e. babies & children, making fun of the world- and laughing!

i am. i am that.
innocence making fun. in all ways. always. all ways- laughing.
seriously. where it all matters. laughter materializes in my heart.
seeing an older couple who have journeyed through life, together-
that kind of sight pulls anxiously on my heart strings for attention.
i have to look. i have to laugh. to me it's exciting, strange and funny.
there is hope of something pleasurable for me to look forward to
after all

my love- the woman in my life
we will grow physically old no doubt. my Twin Self, my buddy.
the friend of my Youth.

posted June 06, 2003 09:03 AM         

Have you looked into the poetry forum " For Yellow Wax and the Ants" It`s a forum devoted to poetry and writings of knowflakes. Maybe you would like 'A page of Poetry' moved there to shine among the other beautiful Labors of Love?