Tuesday, December 15, 2015

A good friend
spoke with anger
of another friend,
words slightly violent in nature.
(In my mind I cried out
"But that is my friend
you are talking about!")
I held my peace
and listened to my friend.

Saturday, December 5, 2015

Because people are evil, she said,
A small sad laugh, bowed her head.
I couldn't quite follow, though I saw her path,
The dark passes where she'd been led.
But for the love
I would follow, I would.
Because of the love,
The world tips to the good.
Though I die, though I ache,
I vow to try to live awake
To the power of love.

May it overtake.