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

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

What the River Knows

Depths below

Bellow with the sway

Of the riverside

What the river knows

It will never concede

To know or not

So take what the waters shed

The waters of life

Substance

Take it one moment at a time

With the gentle whispers of the

The river

Unfinished Prayers

From the beginning

There is hope

Hope to help

Hope to see the other side

Of a world

Spinning in darkness

As the darkness spreads

The words

Fall off the tree

Dead

To those unfinished prayers

For those who need the words

They echo the walls of life

All around

Mirrored in the Water

Mirrored in the waters

Of a blithe Lake Michigan

The city reflects

Cool and collected

Over the volumous water

Blue and lurking

Over the shores of the lake

Overseeing lakeshore

In the lights of the city

Speckled in orange hue

We see ourselves living a life

Me

And

You

Ice on the Water, Fire in the Streets

In the depths of a cold winter

Off the shores of Lake Michigan

The piers of Chicago

Extend

Into the webs of ice

Blistering through the

Cracking of time

On the streets full of vibrant

Life with fires in the souls

Of everyone who knows

The days and nights

Of Chicago life

The Sunlight Plains

The sunlight plains

Play over the strained pull of

The wind

In the fields of Nebraska

When the storm falls over

The clouds and down

To the damp ground

Under the tree hides the birds

Of day

Awaiting the storms of life

To

Go away

Where Wildflowers Whisper

Beyond the cat tails

And deep in the forest

Thought the tees

And over the marsh

Where the wind flows

Gentle and cool

There is a place

So remote

That the wildflowers

Whisper

Quietly about the coming rains

The expectations of change

The hopes of summer and

The end of fall

I live here in my own spirit

To take the flowers words

In the hearts

Of the ones

Who take the time to

To hear it