I was given this morning
a crown of laurels
to place upon my head
for unaccomplishments
some tickets to be spent
on short trips to delightland
and places far away
that’s why, my dear Benjamin,
I will leave you someday
to meet the one who crowned me
to find a place to rest
by his side in a dreamland
to never more return

Oh, dear, dear Benjamin,
I don’t want to complain
I wanted to be with you
holding your hand again
to guide you through the maze
But you have found already
a place to sing and play
a guitar that bewitches
with the song that creates
in myriad odes, tunes, rhymes
that compels you to stay

So, very dear Benjamin,
I will go very slowly
without turning my head
with bags of your smiles
and a drawing you made
two yellow flowers painted
in a hurriedly way

I will plant you a garden
in the country of bliss
with teardrops like maize
helped by brothers and sisters
that will water the place
soon will grow amethysts
blue sapphires and jade

We’ll make believe each morning
is a heavenly play
at each visit you pay
someday your own beloved
will meet you at the shade
of the emerald grapevine
that quenches all the thirst

If someday you grow weary
should you decide to stay
me, who loved you one morning
who lent you flesh and shape
He who waits for eternity
hoping that you awake
at every breath you take
He’ll never grow impatient

He will always stay
deep in that heart of yours
as intelligent bliss
to lighten your smiles
taking you to the place
where no one grows old:
country of children-men.

How did you happen?
How did you become?
bare at the shore
at the shore’s edge?
Playing
sand pebbles
in the water
quivering
teasing glares
flirting shimmering lights
ripples breaking into
laughter
at the shore’s edge

How did you happen?
How did you become
at the shore’s edge?

Two tons sleep
Fell in each eye
When I was writing
To you tonight
The words of love
Gone from my pen
Bend down my neck
Hitting my head
On the foot rest
I took my pillow
And went to bed
Out in a dream
I saw amazed
raining green salsa
green salsa rain
Over a yellow
Cheddar Cheese car
Right on the street
rain made of salsa
car made of cheese
Fell from the sky
Ready to eat

In the skies of faith
where hopes dance and play
I asked
for that point,
the place
where God dwells…

In the cluster of time
an embryo of a moment
gave a step into eternity
and in the eternal
unfathomable heavens
where my father dwells
in the isness of forever
wrapped into the now
In the abode of light
there was
Joy!