If humans are basically good
why is the world full of violence?
My son, look for that proverb woman
If all we need is a little more knowledge
why do scientists spend their time building bigger weapons?
My son, search for Wisdom like a treasure
If we are waiting for a politician to be our savior
why does he do all the things that we need saving from?
My son, she is out there, dancing in light, a life giver
If we are waiting for violence to bring us peace
when has a lie ever lead us to the truth?
My son, if you want her, you must pursue her as a lover
chases his bride
If feelings are our truth
our truth will always change, morphing into confusion
My son, if you must, give your life for her
if only to hear the bells of her laughter
as she opens the door
of your mind
with a proverb
another line of a poem
into a glass picture
of something beyond
what you always knew
My son, if you are looking for peace
she carries the crystal vial
the girl with the golden smile
if you can win her hand
don’t trade it for this dirty world