of what do i write
or try to bite
i looked around once
and saw only ugliness
time past again i looked
seeing only the worlds beauty
more time past
i took a final look
then saw an existence evolving
the relativity of judgment
of love of hate
of values
of belief
of time
of knowledge
the tree of which
has many branches
and many more leaves
the eye of which
must be open
or the i will see
nothing
I'm glad you kept your eyes ( wide )open George, sufficient to witness the world and to sow these words into each and every denizen of the world, that in so sowing deep in our being, each word will bear what each word will bear for the soul's sustenance.
