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Passing of Time

The man

.was strong

He was

at times

.reckless

Yet

with deep

feelings

.for life

We were

.four

We were

always

.four

I wished

for him

.to last

The same

aspirations

;I had for my parents

.To see the better times

I knew time has

.other plans

I have been made

to understand

this law

.before

I started

.counting

What

I miss

is not a number

but a word

that

brings something

no other

sign

.would reveal

I started

.pondering

It is Sunday here

.Saturday there

Is there

a lesson

?in this

Time is

.relative

We are all

related to

something

more

reliable

than

.time

 October 27, 2002

Tehran

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Follow Me River

.Follow me river

.Follow me

I have continued

.alone for too long

.Follow me river

,With your mysterious calm

,rushing quality

,and your fluidity

.drown me in your dreams

.Follow me

It has been too long

since I listened

.to a heartbeat

.Time has left me wondering in my solace

.But I still have a lot of emotions to share

,No matter what seasons

,no matter day or night

,no matter what destination

I have to feel the warmth of

your companionship in my heart

as soon as

.I resign

It is time to offer my most prized possession

to the river

in return for taking me to

far away places

where

time is of no substance

.and mind is free to roam

Spring 2001

Almanor

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It is Time Now

.It is time now

It seems like

The time has stood still

.For me

But

.I listen to a different beat

My heart announces

.It is time now

All the time pieces

.Have gone to sleep

But

.I listen to a different beat

Compassion for whoever

Has violated you

.Is the only way out

And my heart announces

.It is time now

June 28, 2001

Quincy

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Language

In the cages of the language

.every idea is a prisoner

,I wonder hopelessly to find different words

,to dust off a meaning

.entrenched deep in my soul

From memory

leading to the senses

In a circular motion

a sense of cool breeze

a message from the sea

,comes over me

and covers me

.like a blanket of clouds

A cup of tea

A flying treehouse

And a free soul

Trees, sky, and river

Rain, mountains, and sunshine

Yesterday, today, and forever

Knowing that everything points out to

,a meaning

,an awareness

.and a wisdom

It all starts from a mood

An uninhibited mood

A feeling

A sense of unity

!That comes over me

And covers me

.Like a blanket of clouds

May 17-19, 2007

Kailua-Kona 

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