Spiritual

To Be Born

Conceived in a moment of bliss Or was it a moment of convenient haste A spark of life Dividing into a being Until it has a face To grow and grow Then taken from the womb

Kibera

I live in the mud

Chapter 7 New Start

A damaged sphere, help there for the asking

I am Dancing...

I’m dancing; The air is in my hair; I am light as a feather; I am dancing; I can see clear; The suns radiance tickles me softly; Capturing my graceful motions of lyrical expression

COULD THIS BE PARADISE?

Paradise is a different place for each one of us, this is mine.

A Walk in the Mercado

México in the summer-time Is a beautiful thing, And I’m not just Talking about the tourist Spots like Cancún or Puerto Vallarto. In the Mercado The people’s faces Inspire my pen

Chapter 6 It couldn't go on like that

Violence everywhere — would such living still be protected?

Tears At The Cross

What greater sacrafice could there ever be that the life that was shed on the cross

WHEN SPRING AWOKE

A poem of Spring.