Ray Quesada - Our Human Hearts Explode

Life is beautiful, priceless, precious and wild
so wipe away your tears my child
unless you're crying for the moon
so delicate above night's smokey clouds
- -almost omnipotent - - -
perhaps the sparkling moon has vowed
to watch over us from behind its magic shroud
all of Earth's silly little Ghosts all strewn
like marbles on the floor;
like broken bottles on the shore

We're very vibrant, verde blades of grass
growing, knowing Time will pass
punished, paying for our past
mistakes we've made in lives previous
when we were deceitful and devious
but, reeping rewards
from the healthy seed we sowed

But, we're still simple blades of grass
that Time has mowed...

And so every night, the moon forbodes
and whispers secret, dreamy codes
With clear light glinting,
while you're squinting,
it's ever-hinting
that Father Death
will steal your breath;
will make our human hearts explode

You feel it in a dim-lit room-
on placid lakes;
on acid shrooms;
that Nature gives,
that Nature thieves
and takes- -We're leaves
on trees that franticly shake
in fear and in wonder
Crazy, laughing ants under
the clear moon...
the clear moon of Life
the clear moon of Doom.

Ray Quesada

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