You can’t say its not there
When it’s all around
And more than permeates
All you have to do is
Look without prejudice

O, ‘tis very subtle
But once experienced
It cannot be denied
You can’t pretend that
It’s separate from you
And has only one son
Everything is its child and more
For like dewdrops in the ocean
You are it

Until you under-stand
The immeasurable joy
You’ll have to pretend
That you know who you are.

No Condos in the City of the Dead

You Can’t Say It’s Not There 

 We Are The Poetry

 Theme: The Afterlife