To, Paulo Freire

How do I ever thank you
How do I ever re-think
You have already written
You have already re-written
You have already won
All of me
All of me

Think again

Dreaming.
Is not an activity.
It is a systematic productivity..
Of assimilated education.
Of an unconscious sleeping
Blissful soul.

Inspired

Words for the day.

Dance. 

Attention.

Awareness.

Action.

Breathe -

Accumulation. 

Gardens

The green mean garden which is
Actually a forest
In its own right.
Fulfilling prophecies of
A better moment..
in these concurring periods of time..
Helping one contemplate, rejoice and celebrate
The many hues of beauty in colors,
That only God could name.

Backwards

Fill your eyes with
Visual delights
Of an early morning's moon
Turn left, turn right
Examine your every move
Touch all corners of a circular clock
Tell the time
Gain the momentum
Treasure the hourglass's precision
Now,
It is your turn
To look back.

Prayer

Calm
Tranquil
Divinity
May they prevail
May you be blessed
This prayer I send out
Through
All directions
All ways
All times
For you, For me, For us.