Thursday, July 16, 2009
2 poems
A Truthful Homage
If I don't close the doors,
Bugs will come in, then bug me.
A clean house offers nowhere to land.
Shoo away bugs, sweep away dust.
The Real Lords
The real Lordesses and Lords of the world are lovers of nature,
Encouraging me brightly to shine in my true nature.
Admiring the grass, the roots and the leaves,
Tell me to write a strong song for the True-Creation.
If I don't close the doors,
Bugs will come in, then bug me.
A clean house offers nowhere to land.
Shoo away bugs, sweep away dust.
The Real Lords
The real Lordesses and Lords of the world are lovers of nature,
Encouraging me brightly to shine in my true nature.
Admiring the grass, the roots and the leaves,
Tell me to write a strong song for the True-Creation.
# posted by edgarnow : 5:46 AM
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