What’s Wrong with Jesus

Is it coming from no wealth or power

Is that what upsets you

The acceptance of other as they are

Is that what angers you

Is it the removal of the chose people status

Is that bothersome to you

Is it that the world can be at peace and love

Is that unacceptable to you

Is it the open doors to those who are different and don’t look like you

Is that angering to you

Is it the revolution of love that he brings with gentle and subtle hope

Is that wrong to you

Whats wrong with Jesus

I just can’t figure it out

Is it that he came to abolish your petty little religion

You have the establishment

He has the people

Is that what did you in

We can take him out of the books and remove him from the words

But in the end the story he lived

Is the part that will never go away

For he loved so that we could love

Is that wrong to you

Who are you now

That your evil ways have been dispensed by him

Is that too much for you

The Open Sea

The open sea

To me

Is the beginning of the rest

The soul needs

To see again

What has always been clear

To know that in death

Loved ones are still near

Holding

To the love we have

Like a sail clings to its mast

As the winds pull it fast

So I cling to the memories of yesterday

For my father would say

If you know not where you go

Anywhere can take you there

So today I seek the high sees

Free from humanity

On the waves of the ocean clean

Take me to where the souls live

The Last Lights of 2025

A bid you adieu

2025 we’ve seen you through

From the confusion to the start of nightmares

The year took its toll

And tilled us to powder

To the next year we start

In the morning hours

At the cafe in Chicago

Seeing the last lights of 2025 dim

What brings us into the year ahead

Propels us

To what lies in the last words

Said

Authentic Germ

I started out small

As small as a germ

In a glass

Half full

But half empty

I made my way from cup to air

From death to life

Only to find that the world

Will hold you back

If it knows where you come from

So continue to grow

In a world new

Amongst the Northern Pines

Amongst the northern pines

Lays a bay

So lazy in summer

And frozen cold in winter

From the fresh waters of Lake Michigan

To the top of the spruce trees

The sky and the birds

Are all you need

To be along the fresh coast of life

Living right

Every moment at a time

The Weight of an Empty Chair

The weight of an empty chair

Weighs on my mind

What could be filled in that space

Misused and misled

The full weight is beyond the number

So know that the empty

Could one day be full

When Time Speaks

My own choices

Boiled out

Through the years

Distilled and ancient

But when time speaks

In a visceral tone

Known

To those who hear it

I have to take a moment to

To embrace the path

Of what was

And then breathe deep

To see what could

Be

Moonlight Wears No Chains

Through the evening and

Into the night

The free approach

Of the darkness

Unchained

As it goes

The smallest off dew

From the later afternoon

The moonlight has no chains tonight

In the crystal clear sky

Blanket Spring

Comes with the season

Set up by the turn

Of the earth

Each small bloom

Prepares a life

Force

To construct a

Vibrant

Spring

On the edge of the blanket spring

And

Can’t come soon enough