Making the world a better place, one contact at a time
This you must do and That you must never do For safety or control?
Soul Doc
Beads on string form loop Worn on wrist assist prayers Mind quiets heart opens
Morning fog rolls in Dew on grass, croaking toad quiets Sunlight bursts through clouds
Creeping slowly on The sand falls down grain by grain Until none is left
Power is the excuse weak People use to fight And to hurt each other
Ink on paper Words become poems or do poems Become words and ink in pen?
Reflecting on pond Backward bird flies through the floor Ladybug crawls on leaf
Knowing and not knowing Are only a syllable Apart
If a project starts But ends not where intended Has it still been completed Or is it not yet done?
Swimming in its bowl The goldfish never knows The taste of free waters
