Category : Poems

Sub Category : N/A

             
             1.
Befriend the Wind
It alone Circles. 
All Round and round 
It goes about
Taking the smoke
Blown from My mouth,
To the East.
        


             2.
I Inhale until 
Exhaled prayers flow.
Fuming Shouts of I
Broken heart And bones:
From wrong decisions,
To the bad I chose.
Bellows from the bottom.




             3.
Placed on a sea of still water
It flows.
From the bottom
Of my murky chalice
Brooding till bubbling over,
There she blows.
A Ship distressed and 
Tattering along:
Not at its best
So Far from Home.
Another Soul seeking 
The Master.
Kingdom throne,
Eden’s green pasture.


             4.
To the Eastern Mansion
Kingdom’s Throne,
To the One whose 
Doors are always open
Windows never closed,
No matter where I go
I pray i smoke always 
makes its way
To your nose.
FFIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIIYAHH!!