Saiom Shriver

We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea.

We gave him a pitcher. He gave us the sea.

Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
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Busy bees chased
the bloom chaste
Though
they crawled on her
clothes
her petals unfolded
and those held close
still ever faithful
to the sun
is the everpure rose
Whether her hue
is violet or rose
Whether she grows
in freedom or rows
ever to God
in waves arose
the love perfume
from the heart of the rose.

Rigid judgmental
opinions
can block descent
of Spirit's pinions.

Rigid judgmental
opinions
can block descent
of Spirit's pinions.

Do you want to be
with your love by the sea
hearing the gullsong
smelling the salt air
feeling the read more

Do you want to be
with your love by the sea
hearing the gullsong
smelling the salt air
feeling the sand
beneath your toes
and the seaweed
the sea's legacy?
watching the rise
oer the bay of the moon
and then ascent
of the Sun.. oer neptune?

61 died that day in the 1st infantry..in Vietnam..
two? rows of body bags.. the fruit of war...drying in read more

61 died that day in the 1st infantry..in Vietnam..
two? rows of body bags.. the fruit of war...drying in the sun.