Reaching

Some say we think too much
Make our own reality
Yet reason is a slave
Passion makes us free.

What we purchase makes demands
Turns our wanting into musts
We are exhausted in the end
Was it worth the fuss?

Never should one squander
We use the word succeed
Reaching all our lives
Wanting worthwhile deeds

What is found in dreams
Always sees the best
Will have a perfect end
Put everything to rest

It is things that disappoint
And they will see decay
What is real dwells in hearts
It cannot fade away

Thought

What do we have but spirit
We cannot see but feel
Your voice is near, I hear it
Can a heart really heal?

Inside the feelings are clear
But the world is changing
If healing brings change, I fear
Uncertainty will claim me

Are these mere thoughts?
Life is has no meaning
Unless they are caught
Hearts absorb feelings

We are contemplation
There is no reason to let go
Things should be rationed
We never leave what we know

Joy is the Why

When the music quits playing
Flowers stop swaying
The universe lets out a sigh

Someone is leaving
Hearts begin grieving
We never say goodby

For a heart leaves behind passion
A face leaves behind smiles

For those who are living
With the privilege of giving
The joy that we give is the why

When our music is playing
Our bodies are swaying
No one can say goodby

The Old Way

A text or a phone
Mail or a letter
I long for the way
That communicates better.

Look at a face
Hear words in the air
They stay in our memory
Where no one else cares

A touch of the hand
A smile on a face
Not just a picture
But feeling a place

To look into a soul
Of someone who's living
Adds deeper meaning
Removes all misgivings

The Caffè

The smell of coffee
books and pie
Sounds of laughter
and conversation
Spring jackets
laptops
Sipping
Smiling faces
rising steam
College students
Professors
Retired people
Lovers

Lets leave the bar
Its hazy view
blaring music
false affections
boisterous talk
and closings
We'll go to the caffè
in the morning
Bask in the glow of
beginnings and
hope
While we add
our dreams

Fellow Traveler

Hello my fellow traveler
Though you're on a distant shore
Our breath upon the winds
Is eager to explore

The smiling moon at night
Lights your dreaming face
The warmth of common sun
Gives hope in its embrace

Like ripples in a pond
Our steps upon the earth
Shake the ground beneath
And move our universe

We can never be alone
Thoughts will always soar
And meet within our hearts
Though we live on distant shores

The Fix it Man

They call me the fix it man
As a youth my destiny clear
Nothing can stay broken
As long as I am near

I fix because I care
My mind just goes there

You will see me smiling
At everything chaotic
It may need built or fixed
Your car needs this mechanic

Justice is my expertise
I help everyone find peace

My mind can't comprehend
Leaving hearts broken
Yet every fix falls flat
Wounds just lie open

But it is always on my list
I gently persist

Things will wear and rust
People always strive
Love ascends our fixing
Though we want to try