Nell Haque

I cried because
the gray liar machine
has claimed as
his patrimony

Working in my illusions
of love and almost had me
turned into a Robot

Silently
like a colorless glass
the repetitious act
of relentless habits
lessor than I am
tried in me the lesser
and the forever minus

I awoke
to a titillating morning
within the walls
of my chest
my heart awoke
in that awareness
everyone
was a child
inside its soul

A child-man
with dreams
sleep walks
feels, remembers
he once was God

Within my chest
awaken
the heart does know
in a new sense
that in the now world
there are children-men born

They feel
they are all linked
to one another
in a God-ness like
whole.

Child like
there is no
distance
amongst them
all near they are
in this Bethlehem

For the sweet peas
and roses
their array of colors
and their fragrance
thank you Lord
and for the capacity
to feel
what they birth
in my heart
I thank you more

Oh my glittering heart
stands and stares,
picking and sorting
snipping thorns
from their faces
so loved so dear.

Dry are the lilies
and the pond
the fishes gone
Oh brother Wind
Oh cousin Snow
All is quiet today
Oh father Sun
Oh brother lake
Oh cousin April
Oh sister May
all is waiting
to birth

For this one minute long
I’ll be alone
Slow my thinking
To a stop
In just one minute long
I will do hold
Your image sole
and in soul’s rapture
Timelessness
Will be eternal
Joy

A life of purpose
is satisfying
A life of successes
is exciting
A life of joy
is bliss
Choose the fun path
to go
Happiness is made of
bits of joy

I said Mama is here
I saw her as a dream
so little and so rare
with a halo of purity
around body and hair
The lips almost smiling
bread dipped in sweet wine
about to say a prayer
her chest all resplendent
child mother pure light
her heart flickering
with love