Beneath the Sea

Sailors, fish, and ships
dance and sing beneath
the sea. All that sunk
now resides beside
a rushing tide. Far
beneath the sea.
Sailors, fish, and ships
have ended their trips.
Many have been put
to rest after completing
their quest. Life roams
free beneath the sea.
We cannot see beyond
the reef. Sailors, fish,
and ships are at ease
beneath the sea.

The Blind Butterfly

This butterfly is blind, but he flew just fine.
Around and around, this butterfly went.
Without his vision, the butterfly listened.
The other butterflies didn’t know their
friend was blind – nonetheless – they all knew
he was blessed. His blindness helped him
hear sounds and noises close and far.
He could almost see sounds that were lost
and tossed out. The blind butterfly loved
his life and never felt the need to feel
bad for himself. He didn’t know what
he didn’t know, and luckily for him,
he didn’t know where he’s been.
He just flew, breathed, and weaved
through the air that was shared
by butterflies like himself. He liked
himself, as we all should. The blind
butterfly didn’t need to see other
butterflies to know he wasn’t alone.


A Better Me

I want to be a better me.
I want to change, evolve.
There are mysteries
I need to solve.
Stronger, wiser, better –
I want to be sunny
weather. I can see
a better me in the days
ahead. I want to be
well-read, well-spoken:
well said. I want to be
well. One day, believe,
you will see a better me.

We Will See

One day, we will see.
We will see everything
we have done unfold
in front of our eyes.
We will see life and
death walk side-by-side
our entire lives. We
will see seeds become
trees, boys become men,
men become husbands,
husbands become fathers,
fathers become grand-
fathers, nothing become
something. We will see
something become no-
thing. One day, we will
see that we should be
happy the way life is.
One day, we will see
that our life wasn’t free.
I believe we will see
everything that we need.

No Fly Zone

Higher and higher – away we go.
We are flying in a no fly zone.
We have to fly; it’s the only way
home. We can’t let others see
us fly – they might shoot us
out of the air. Who would care?
In the air, no one would dare
to be seen. As frequent flyers,
we have an insatiable desire
that yearns to burn like fire.
They can’t keep us down forever.
Our wings – they could never
sever. We will continue to fly
anywhere we please. So please,
stay grounded and well-rounded.
This no fly zone is our new home:
a time in space we won’t waste.