For My Sons

A hundred years from now, my loves,

you shall be free with stars above

to dance and sing with joy exquisite

the delights you cherished

when upon the earth you did visit.

For all that matters in our brief lives

is the love we’ve nurtured, the hearts we’ve prized.

So seize each moment red hot with passion

and silvery keen in perception

hold fast to goodness, truth and inner beauty

at every turn upon your journey.

Fear not to follow your true heart’s desire

Take time to feel the strains of the lyre

Within your soul.

If with every waking breath you breathe,

you advance a thought, a service, a sneeze

you shall be part of the bigger whole,

the universal cosmos, the doughnut hole

where hope resides as we gaze to the heavens 

with love alone in our eyes. 


 

2014-02-26

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photo sun through the clouds, Nice, France: 2019-03-26

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