I see the weathered lines
These times
From the only
World I know
Falling as down
Below
The hopes of the humanity
That live
Right here
And stewards
Of the fallen
Crowd
These Times
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Until Now
Until now
I didn’t
Realize
That the purpose of life
Is to simply
Try to do
What you can
And give a little
And take a lot less
So in the end
You are not left
With a legacy
All a mess
Blurry Words
Not to specific
The interactions
Of the words intended
Ran into the mud
Of my mouth
And into the world
So my own blurry vision
Is no hope
To other
At this time
So be patient
Be kind
For more to come
In time
Hapless
I had one
Destiny had two
I have learned
To hope for a chance
A chance to see the world
In my hapless state of mind
A world gentle and kind
Or rather as I hope it is
And not for what it
Truly
Is
Bestow
It is bestowed
Upon the ones
Who inhabit this land
With torn shoes
And weathered hands
That we make this earth
Our home
In that
We have to know
That the earth
Is an art
That is more important than
The words I write
I learn to be a steward
Of the world I know
Effervescent Lifestyle
So light and bubbly
The world can be
With a hope of the new
And growing old
From the right of the human
Glow
Today
We live lightly
You and I
Hold Hope
With a hold of hope
Who knows
Where the world will go
Another dawn
Will go from the top of the morning
To the night
Of the evening
Again to The End
Again it was a challenge
But when is it not
A full born
Challenge to run
To walk
To try again and again
So hope is the only way
One increment at a time
There was a time
When it all fell back on my shoulders
When I was young
But in age and in time
I will try again
Beautiful You
The smile
Held for a moment longer
The beautiful you
Was the infinite
Stronger
In hope and in words
Beautiful you
Is as simple as the rising
Sun
All day long
I love
Beautiful you
Renewal
What is renewal
To start again
From original sin
To the depths of the moment
We find ourselves in
So heed the time
And take time
To renew
The mind
