cry of a werewolf

The minions will laugh
when the gods cry
with the cry of a wolf.
the minions of forgotten
dancing and singing.
as God weeps
there is no better
way to resolve
criteria,
but with love and prayers.
the gods are singing
to make the minions dance
at one glance.
love abounds
in infinite time.

many sounds

a thousand words were spoken
when life became unbearable,
living in the midst of flames
was a flame repeatable.
in this lovely wood of stars
a veritable girl did start,
a journey to the beyond
And below, where lovely
thoughts did flow,
inimitable, resounding,
with beauty abounding.
this is what it is.
this is how it is.

Life is life

Up and down, in waves of undulation,
Life takes its veering turn,
There in that little bend,
Lies a lotus of whirling spend.
Life nicely turns around,
What is there in this fluttering bird.
A dove of peace, a rightful joke,
As we yawn and we laugh.
There is no gift greater
Than a charming jewel,
A gift of hope, a ray of light,
A lovely x-ray of intent.
There is no bigger, greater discussion,
Than a conversation of intuition,
In imagination, in lovely tones
Life is life.

eternal friends

another year has gone by,
And yet we remain friends,
But the light that was kindled,
And that's how we began.
our friendship is eternal
And I'll always stand by you,
unto this day that we began

Paths

Have you ever thought
About the destruction
Of the bygone era.
Man suffers. Man destroys.
Life goes on
And the path ahead
Is full of hilly paths
And Rocky terrains
With jewels in our hearts
We traverse the paths
Of evergrowing love.

Forgive us

We who lost the way,
Don't know where we are,
Lost in clouds of smoke,
Sometimes wonder on the
Path of evil, and for all time
Arise to goodness, beauty
And harmony,

Knowing naught,

But knowing within,

What it would be like

To truly sin.