Sunday, September 26, 2010

To Lynn Yee

Search the world and you will find
people able to picture their home in mind
but even the finest of the Scotland Yard
cannot find a place for the Son of Man's regard

Fantastic Mr Fox even made a home
of the finest wood and cobblestone
Big Bird wanders Sesame Street
but lays in his nest, to rest his feet

No matter the season
the joy, the pain, the worst, the best
do know Dear Sister
He holds you in His Arms & draws you to His Chest
for near His Bosom you will find:
Home is where the heart is
and in Heaven He'll show you what He had in Mind

Monday, September 13, 2010

but perhaps the greatest beauty lies within
of the heart & mind
mortality itself, proves so;
we grow old and gray
wrinkled skin

but come what may
the renewing of a beautiful mind
withstands the stringent test of time

the heart
fade not its' beauty
for no man is able to see
what its' worth truly be

for beauty is encompassed
not by what you can or will do

without these bloodied organs
perhaps you'll wake up one day to find
where is the beauty that once was mine?