Art finds the path
beneath our feet
life becomes plausible
and rewarding
* * * * *
Beloved eyelids
like rose petals gleam sweetness
the face of god
is Love
* * * * *
So this work I do which
is my life and days and nights
tracing in the sands of time
patterns pointing to source inexhaustible
* * * * * *
Right now
YES
Trust boldly
* * * * * *
Nothing is destroyed
or lost
returning at last
as starlight