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Holy

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In this world, I cannot fathom

anything possibly more pure than this feeling

by slight touches and soft utterings inspired

my breath escaping at the sight of your eyes alone

how can there be something so righteous

more sacred than what we share

when just your smile is my joy and strength

and your name a word I escribe with care

I cannot imagine there is something greater

for in this world, I can only say our love is holy

4/30/2021

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An Undefinable Thing

Hazy Day Photograph by Glenn Baja

do know of this thing

that you cannot quite grasp

or describe it with a word

this thing, a sort of confusion

and a kind of resolution

I can see it everywhere

but can everyone else

is it the order or the chaos

the binding or the separation

I cannot say

only that I feel it

and I notice the haziness of it

the weight and depth

whispers through and inside me

calling me to action

sometimes I ignore it

but no one can hide from it

for it is calling and comes

for us all

4/17/2021

Our Little Blue Home: A Poem

earth

our little blue home

with puff cotton clouds

and seas deep and mysterious

with crimson evening skies

and luminaries speckling the night

with creatures, huge and minute

and valleys vast and rushing rivers

with trees and mountains high

and wild flowers and tall grasses

with refreshing morning dew

and the sun’s comforting warmth

with blossoms in the spring

and falling crystals in the winter

with the cricket’s lullaby

and the morning tune of birds

with people of all kinds and sorts

who are blessed the gift to be

on their lovely, little blue home

where many wonders can be seen


 “…The aggregate of our joy and suffering, thousands of confident religions, ideologies, and economic doctrines, every hunter and forager, every hero and coward, every creator and destroyer of civilization, every king and peasant, every young couple in love, every mother and father, hopeful child, inventor and explorer, every teacher of morals, every corrupt politician, every “superstar,” every “supreme leader,” every saint and sinner in the history of our species lived there–on a mote of dust suspended in a sunbeam….Our planet is a lonely speck in the great enveloping cosmic dark…There is perhaps no better demonstration of the folly of human conceits than this distant image of our tiny world. To me, it underscores our responsibility to deal more kindly with one another, and to preserve and cherish the pale blue dot, the only home we’ve ever known.”

Carl Sagan, Pale Blue Dot, 1994

Happy Earth Day!

4/22/19