When Brother Francis, Abbot of the Salesian Monastery, travels to Kauai, Hawaii, to present a workshop at a retreat center and speak at a Martin Luther King ecumenical ce..
A storm is tearing through my mind.
Lightning Rages and thunders grind.
Bolts of energy intertwine
In a catatclysmic pantomime.
Time- it seems to come and go
Thoughts so fast and movement slow And onand on the Timelines flow.
Inevitably comes the inevitable.
Heartbeat racing towards the brink
JuMbLeD thoughts no time to think
Panic at the timelines kink. Raging through on pure instinct.
Traumatized by all of this
A smile, and then our eyes were fixed.
A foggy mind In foggy bliss
All this distress was my first kiss.
(And I still feel it when i reminisce)