in the heart of the ocean
we will find a hidden exhibit
vast and extremely mysterious
feels like a bottomless pit
it is filled with wonders yet to be explored
like a a gallery in a museum which is off-limit
only few can see the beauty
only few can feel the feeling
like a painting on a canvas
colors are fully alive
tints and inks from the nature itself
they come in sizes, big and small
we can see the art, but not the artist
but we can tell his invisible qualities
they are shown these masterpieces
we can tell how his mind is way beyond ours
as they are countless
and resembles difference apart from each other
you can't spot the same spot on the same spot
sounds confusing?
or sounds amazing?
one day when Jah's will comes to fulfillment
all of us will come to enjoy every moment
when all of us will have the time to explore
Jehovah's wonderful gift in stored
.
ooooh
how
ta tell ya
Jehovah God Almighty
Blessed ya
with
curve
"If i were
Samson
and you
Delilah
in mine left arm
You'd sure glow
you naked
i your
cover
peacock
blue"
Another day, another protest; who can count them all
This one in Vicenza, Italy, near a jewelry mall
Where Israeli exhibitors dared to show their faces
Trying to attract buyers in public, of all places…
Pro-Palestine marchers turned aggressive, then violent
But amazingly, Vicenza’s mayor did not remain silent
He stated that ‘It is a contradiction in terms to demonstrate
for a cease-fire and peace through means that are violent.’
I say, unequivocally, after weighing the evidence
We’ve discovered a mayor who exhibits common sense
He's not a sculpture in a museum,
He was a beautiful art work
And one I'd spend countless years trying to interpret
Give meaning to my exhibits that confuse people
Ignore methods to my madness
And lost sanity
He's not a sculpture in a museum,
He was a painting set up in my heart
Beautiful
Rare
Breath taking
He was a gargoyle protecting me like a crow
He always said, "Whatever is good for your soul, do that"
For a golden hearted man, he's talented with everything he touches
He sits on a pedestal made of 24k gold
A breath taking sight to be seen in a art exhibit
I wish his past lovers and friends well
Because they missed out on the amazing person he became
I find him in the eyes of passing strangers
And conversations I have
He's always with me even when I think he isn't
have to prohibit
ferry on an exhibit
that reached its limit
sleeping on top bunk
on ferry would see a monk
donut he did dunk
on ferry agreed
should be place where they will feed
all of those in need
colored ferries pink
even bathroom with a sink
also missing link
would be hard to do
much attention ferry drew
painted new ones blue
trip long and not short
ferry sailed from port to port
needing an escort
smelled salt in the air
ferry was beyond compare
collectors item rare
pilot in control
would be sure to save our soul (SOS)
was their greatest goal
was there we had met
on ferry where water would set
we did get all wet
beauty all around (place always astound) (did surround)
rode ferry in Puget Sound
to home had been bound
07/28/22
Whether it is now some folks’ habit
Or a lifestyle to try a bit,
You should begin to inhibit
The thoughtless actions others exhibit...
For here in Ariel we actively prohibit
Lovers having to cohabit
And should be the last to simply sit
While lovers below the belt chastity hit
Making the still-not-profaned their teeth grit.
One day a rainbow, painted itself upon a still damp sky. It’s palette of pastel soft orange, yellow, pink, lavender and blue, slowly blended by its own brush; a magical work of art, exhibited in a heavenly museum.