This day I remember As me and A friend Hung out at park to Look And take pictures of The statue festive Taking pictures of All the statues What good times.
I hate traffic lights so Much That I Thought myself To mediate And be calm So I can focus all My negative Engery and karma On making them Explode With my mind
The sand mandala The center of all The universe And cosmos and Mankind Teaching us that All is doesn't last Long Then the sand swepted up And poured into A stream.
The mountains Poking up Into the sky Beyond the clouds In the realm of the deities Once going up there is Usually no way down For you are at the mercy of the deities.
I look at the iris In my Boading carefully And wonder How the hell Did theybget that Beautiful flower In there With out destroying It's beauty One can only know.
