The Chorus of Angels

To hear your voice is to hear the gates of heaven open and be greeted by an angelic choir – trumpets flailing and strings in full pluck,
all this with a simple declaration from your sweet lips,
pursed ever so delicately as if to invite the kiss,
chic, of our two souls,
engaged in the dance inspired by God’s advance into our lives –
Omnipresent –
Bound by faith,
an abiding belief in what’s more;
All these thoughts from one straightforward yet grand word from your sweet mouth,
no matter what it is, as passion like a lighthouse leading us to port,
directs our lives to the service of passion divine.
To hear your voice,
I know fully, the meaning of life,
love,
goodwill towards all,
caring,
lofty pursuits of something more –
Our love!

SDM

The Meaning

What if we go through life and only as our last breath is about to give way do we truly discover the meaning of it all? Would that suppose that the whole of my life was wasted, or without merit, or merely suggest that the pursuit led to the discovery which is by no means – inevitable?

One needs to consider such questions – not as a mere intellectual folly but as a means of determining his or her place in this cosmic adventure.

My purpose, or so I believe, is to write these words, and think these and other thoughts – My life until the end may be insignificant but somehow the endless pages and their realized impact through intended smiles or realities questioned adds to the daily thanks that I give – Life!

SDM

A fool am I

I am a fool,
Yet I am not alone,
I bemoan our system,
But lack, at this moment,
The ability to change it,
Yet,
I pursue better,
With a wandering mind,
And a child’s curiosity,
Some might call my energies wasted,
Hence a fool,
But someday, somehow,
All these words will show,
That I’m not a fool,
I just refuse to believe,
That this world can not be a better place,
And it starts with this fool here!

SDM