When Life Is

It says the sun is out and warm today.
The day is perfect day for getting out to play.
The grass is green and have bloomed.
The laughter is in the air.

In all the joy, in all the laughter the happiness blooms
We lay in the grass with the warmth of the sun on our face.
We invite our friends and family to share in this grand day.
We sit and snack on the food drinking lemonade.
Playing childhood games the whole day.

Everyone around seems to be doing the same.
No sadness, or crying, the perfect day of peace.
The cool air of evening creeps in the valley.
And people pack to go home.

Daily lives start over again with TV’s and radios.
Giving the days breaking stories.
No one seems to listens or care.
Life is back as were the day before.

As lights go out and covers pulled up.
Kisses exchanged, and adjustments in bed made.
Eyes close for the night is still young and work will come early.

Suddenly eyes open and in the darkness,
The white ceiling seems to speak.
The voice so clear. Never has it ever said something so profound.

“Jesus Wept”



Life is but a journey that leads us to many destinations.
Along this journey it imprints many things in our minds.
Good, bad or indifferent these memories are with us.

We try to to teach these things to our children.
Hoping they will teach their children in kind.
Adding their journey to the one we leave them.

Man invented time.
Some say time is relevant!
Others as relevant to what?

When we look at time and our journey.
We find that time is only relevant when it is through.
When our candle no longer burns.

That time can never be measured.
As none of us know when that time may come.
For we are not promised tomorrow.

Hopefully we will experience of a lifetime,
Before  our time has run out.
And that we can pass it on to our loved ones.

To the Native American time was measured by the moon.
The more of these moons you had seen meant that not only were you old.
But that you were very wise.

They always looked for the elders to hear what they had to teach.
And so the mouth to ear history was a way of life to them.
Many of those tales have gone because of the lack of sharing.

It is not the fault of the young or the old.
But the fault lies on the people who separated these people.
So time may be relevant!

And when I lay down to sleep at night I know morning may not come.
But I know that I have lived and traveled my journey well.
And I have given my story to my children and they will give to theirs.

Time is Relevant?
Time is?


Love comes to those who look for it.
It overcomes all tragedy.
People want it.
Everyone needs it.

Can you give love?
Is it in your heart?
Is it in your soul?
Is it on your mind?

Songs are written about it.
Books tell the story of it.
Religious Books are full of it.
Movies show it.

Love comes to all who seek it.
Love is not jealous or mean.
Love ask nothing of another.
Love seeks all who need it.

Do you Love?
Will You Love?
Have you loved?
Are you loved?

Love is a beautiful thing.
They say it is in the Air.
They say if fills the heart.
Love is all and love asks for nothing.
But Love itself.