break the egg and stir the pool

pleasing people at every moment

promoting a false notion of good

without expressing informed opinion

i remain not a relevant leader

without breaking the delicate egg

neither will a new chick come to life

nor will i ever enjoy an omelet

for an early or that late breakfast

no one ever received a healing

at the ancient pool of old Bethesda

unless the good angel from heaven

cared to stir the puddle with its mud

© henry victor     10.04.2003

dance with peace

alone i stand short like that smashed glass
ready to be scattered, to be interred inside
a grave yard with my brokenness
in body, mind, soul, and human ties

but with full of sap, that thick and thin

life affirming and life giving spirit alive
with masks thick and thin discarded
for dance naked with no dress rehearsal

to continue into eternity, a land

absent of ego and confusions
with love reigning and love raining
continuously i shall dance with peace

12.03.2012