Raw Poetry by Rev. Shakes Spear
When Love Is All There Is
When Love is all there is
(And that is as it’s so)
And the world has its kids
Where are they to go?
Little World Jr.’s
or will they find a God?
Will the two unevens
always be at odds?
If we agree it’s all illusion
What holds castles in the air?
Can I pre-perceive
And convince me here is there?
Tomorrow stays a dream
but I’m dreaming of it Now
so what is in between
the endpoints of the how?
Neville says it’s a bridge
And that makes sense to me.
If I dare to cross myself
It’s there that I will be.
5-6-24