A Dream, A Prayer

It's never too late to have a dream. Have a dream.

Have a grand dream. A prayer.

And let that dream, the prayer create your future. 

And the future of many, who may not even know you or your dream. 

Or your prayer. . .

Grieve

when the world is grieving

do not complain

you are feeling low

it is meant to be so.

Grieve –

it is the time to grieve

shut the music off and grieve

for our own wrongdoings

for the wrongdoings of our own race

to open the doors of an illusory paradise -

a farcical comedy! 

At home. . .

at home,

this vast silence, 

then the sound of a soft rain, 

an occasional wayward 

wind blowing through the leaves,
into its non-existence,
and then again...
a bird, two or three chirping,
to each other,
or to their own selves
someone talking to someone
out there
about some causality,
a pleasing austerity
that surrounds it all
. . .that's all there is
. . . .that's all there is to it!