Monday, September 15, 2014

Through the grapevine

image ~ courtesy of Tess Kincaid


I remember:
we sit at the table
that heard/felt many talks,
saw
different faces,
lives,
days
of stand off,
peace,
neutrality,
observation;
hearts, moaning in discussion
philosophy,
theology,
‘and what said St. Augustin’,
transferring
body and soul;
and trying, trying
to feel okay
during the world storm.

‘And that religion – for group,
alone you can worship
whomever you wish,
but it won’t be
a religion.’
‘And if it’s Utopia,
should we start from
building the jail?’

‘You can’t build the car
with no map..-‘
so important
an Intention,
the bright picture of you,
standing still
holding the lantern
of Love.

We dream co-exist
I like to come by
and see your smile
and hear: I’m fine.

Even if my perception
upside-down to yours. 


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7 comments:

  1. If only many could learn that we can co-exist, instead of pushing their beliefs on everyone

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  2. Well thought-out and very well expressed.

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  3. there's a certain spell to those old tables that have seen and heard so much..

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  4. Like two ships , passing in the night ; nonetheless , they shared much in common
    Loved this , Hum '

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  5. So much shared at talks at the table...wonderful write Humbird. :-)

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