No soul alone on mother earth has saw a more colorful sight
than the living eyes who rise to greet the morning's light,
no sweeter breath has e're been breathed than when it's breathed in silence
for it stills the mind from time releasing all requirements,
no warmer fire can be warm from a wood or hearth
than can be found inside the embrace of a true love's arms,
no man can dare to understand the grace that can't be bought
without the knowledge of the weak who struggle each step they walk,
no picture book, no story wrote, no poem or prose from pen
could adequately describe the life and times of all who live,
no height of cloud nor depth of sea can measure a life's worth
when measured on a tilted scale that robs their living mirth,
no word of mouth nor thought of scorn can take from quiet minds
the treasures buried in the moments where they greeted life,
no stale illusion, or bitter regret can displace a grateful being
who love all they know, with gentle soul, within an own soul's keeping.

Jade Dane Jaspers