Joy

She's smiling
Her little hand in mine
The world is good

-A.T.

"She's weeping
Tiny head on my shoulder
The world is compassion
The world is good"

-G.T.

Freedom

Take me away
From all this brown
All this grey
Take me away
From these haggard people
Who all obey
Automatic dictates of an amorphous mass
They can't name.
Take me away
Let me escape
I dream of a place
Where the sun fades misery
To a bearable state
Where laughter dances
On its own mistakes
And love blankets all
With gentle petals of grace.

All in all

Agression? Timidity? Beauty? Repulsion?...

Everything is in all
And all is in everything.
And it all changes
All the time
Depending on where
In ourselves
We look from.

Presence

If only we pay attention
We can see...