Poem read by the author
BEAUTY OR LOVE
Who can ever express beauty or love?
Has any man the ability to withhold?
Oh, to see this simple thing
And to understand it’s not we who sing
Ride the train of life my love
End the tapestry of pain and strife you wove
You are but the beholder not the giver of such
Only God and the invisible can give so much.
Understand no ability have you to withhold
Rain it falls on the young and old.
In the deepest depths of who you are
Gold and frankincense build a tailored tower
How or when or what you think you give
The giver is and only the giver gives
Now is full of overflowing love
Of bursting hearts and flirting doves
While time is still and love complete.
I sit in silence at the masters feet.
And you do well to watch your thought
May God just give, for you my friend, cannot.