The Present Ahora

( I am inspired to write again thanks to a friend )

The Present, the NOW.

Linger, please, linger.
Come here to the light
Still lines and soft curves
I sight silhouette the my night (sooo right),
I can hear your heart beat
unsaved you are by I and I by you as well
But I can comprise and doth shine
The Best Essence of my self
For you to love and to see demised

Bless you hombreto Carlos, little Carlos

I haven't seen you in 3 1/2 years, and now you tell me you are entering 9th grade - freshman!!

Well, sir Carlos, I hand it over to the young generation. No one I've ever met in my life time, older than you, has been able to rock it and rest it and put it to bed the way you did. Bravo.

This is your heritage, even if only I am here to present it to you: Do what you dream with this gift, and let it be your peace.

I take from you a lesson of my own, a passion of the dream, and the chance to manifest it NOW. May I borrow this strength of Spirit to bring forth a message? This message of whose reception I hope to be made a first-hand witness. I wish to be privvy to the path more peacefully travelled, the path more harmoniously enjoyed - the path of joyful thankfulness and abundance. I wish to see love and respect, honor that understood mutually by all. For it is not an honor of nationality, or race, it is one of human life, as communicated to us in similarity and contrast to the animal kingdom, the plant kingdom, the bird kingdom, insect, micro-y-macro-scopic, and mythical worlds. A curious show of gratitude, individually presented. This is my prayer. For myself and for all.

Amen.

The Artist Must Always Die First

Yah.

Yah, uh-hummmmmmm, yep.

YEPPERS,

done.

It is like a curse, a commitment of spirit from the past, in the present, haunting me. I cannot go forward.

The homeless black man on the Metro, chants, "I can't let you go, Mama - YES YOU CAN."

I can go forward. I GO FORWARD.

But in what form? And to wherefore shall I go?

TO LOVE.

And so I go.

Camera magnified the essence inside
And from this vision emerged
A Love so pure and pure and pure
It seemed to live and live
I granted her this one opportunity
To glimpse inside,
She saw what she wanted to
And she ran and she hide
I know not why the sun does rise
But we all rely upon it, the birds singing in the night,
Do sing that song of reliability
That tomorrow doth come
And all must follow,

And so I go and go
I go and goooo
I go and goooo
AND I GO

Away from you,
away from you
away from you
and all the things you do

For me,
For me,
For me-eeeee-eeee,
Oh Oh oh.

We talk about this again
of that conversation
I see again and again
of Lovers' toil
in the fold of the night.

I'll see you again
annd aggain and again
Look for me tomorrrow night
Again and again
Again and again

We at last we doth do reappear
Let it be the final hour
And let my heart speak loud
That I loved and loved
and I loved and loved
I loved and loved
until there was no more Me to judge.

I loved and loved
I loved and loved
I loved and loved
Until there was no meaning left to judge,

I loved and loved
I loved and loved
I loved and loved,
Until there was no meaning to this kludge.

LOVE
LOVE
LOVE