purpose, the big question
that gives many indigestion
asking people about it
life goes on without it
swirls of stardust in the sky
on the ground the little i
storms in heavens brewing
what on earth are we doing
deep blue water sustains life
floating plastic debris rife
the horizon full of fires
burning all human desires
in the end what matters most
just before we turn to ghost
to cherish life as precious art
clear conscience loving heart
only mother knows
how child’s hair grows
only fathers can speak
of faterhoods technique
child is born too young
then learns a new tongue
gifted with odd moving parts
smile that melts all hearts
soon they start to crawl
licking painted wall
learning as they go
for viewers quite a show
growing up one day at a time
now on furniture they climb
the progress watched closely
still supervised mostly
skip and jump the teenage years
cuteness with time disappears
adulthood starts to slowly creep
starting their own family – a faith leap
newborn babies rewrite time
their presence feels sublime
lending adults wings of youth
uncovering the deeper truth
their eyes reflect our innocence
in sight of souls’ magnificence
prior to our fear of living
our own greatness reliving
being one with all of life
put aside the daily strife
yet most of all we enjoy
their capacity to hold joy
silence wrapped around
encapsulating thoughts
providing space and time
to respond to observe
no need to react now
the right time appears
after an interval
allowing a fresh approach
more space on the mind
quietened internal chatter
peace spreads its wings
relaxing ambience prevails
enchanting and might
silent breath meditation
minutes merge into hours
time vanishes in a vacuum
beatific calm
delight in silence
no added noise
only nature’s buzz
soothing tunes
restoring the nerves
healing the mind
loving bird song
calling their mate
paired for life
the frogs croak
at the dam
the sound of rain
like a shower
the soul soap
cleansing internally
