Wednesday, March 26, 2003

Why not?
by Myrna Perez

Life held me high today,
Fully content, my world and place
Assured. Joy breaths through my deeds,
I know my heart.
I know his.
Light sings for me, I whirl among the clouds
And puff dandelions on secret,
Hidden journeys along the grass.

I do not feel the ache or pressure of
Life. A deep, abiding gladness is my own.
No dark and twisting grasp for purpose,
No desperate run along thorns of pleasure-
Pain. Come, share with me. Suffering is too common,
The anguish is not novelty. Dispense with grief and despair:
And we, spreading our arms,
Will embrace the world.

Sunday, March 23, 2003

a reflection, by Myrna Perez

A deep black, a velvet cloak
A shroud of protection;
Here I am safe
Here I am no one.
The darkness envelops me
My visage unseen by eyes
Unfriendly and piercing.

Pulling it close, I know
That no harm can come.
No pain enter in my
Quiet, soft, dark world.
But in such, the light
Around me is disguised:
The night is all my own.

Monday, March 17, 2003

a poem, by Michael Sherrillo

Today I saw something beautiful,
It reminded me of you.

A flower unfurls,
It’s wonder revealed.
Each petal more beautiful
Than the one before.

So much like you,
Each day, every moment
As your heart opens
And blossoms.