SANDS OF TIME

SANDS OF TIME

Ricardo Antonio Garcia

The purity of poetry is spoken before it is written

and you and I we dance don’t we?

The catharsis

of the Worlds darkness extrudes to Light

and we bend these beams all the time, don’t we?

Twin Souls we always knew we were

and the

dangerous peaks we climb together, don’t we?

Synchronicity of mind, at the same time

collecting and forging the substance of words.

From small town mentalities

to the cockroach ridden motels we see, don’t we?

The World will know that you and I are here

Woman and Man united

twisting and forming a new birth.

Breaking windows of the institutions

and crying fowl, pointing fingers aggressively.

We are truly one machine

deciphering  the codes from the codec, don’t we?

The purity of poetry is mending a seam

for darning alone won’t keep the fabrics esteem

but now you dear Wife, are the magic.

Love the Poet, love the sands of time.