Thanksgiving

A day of remembrance and gratitude is here

For a bountiful harvest in the year that passed

Everybody partakes in a hearty feast

Banishing hunger is a noble goal

The body of man is fed by grain from the land

The power to give back lies within the mind

A detached witness cannot force its hand

A starving soul lives with a mind that does not share

Ingredients for the feast are assembled with care

The gift of fire helps a cook display his tricks

A spread that fills is gladly shared

Everyday is an opportunity to care

The Soul of a Tree

There isn’t an heir to this world of air

Beings spring alive in vacuum’s void

Every breath, a treasure taken for granted

Yearning for a heaven, the golden world is ignored

Eyes are kissed by an invisible breeze

The soul of all life hides from curious eyes

Making an entrance in the breath of life

To this wealthy merchant, every mortal is an equal

The cycle of life is orchestrated fun

In the mind’s world, that concept’s rare

A creative realm, can be a devil’s lair

Laced with joy, it unlocks heaven’s gate

A Melting Pot

One hundred men, all brave at heart

United by an adventurous past

Biding their time in a corner of the world

A land insulated by desolation and ice

These men of valor, seen from time to time

Every generation has offered a guard of honor

A friendly chat will not reveal a past that’s dark

Kings of deception, they appear at night