I have 
no idea
what anyone 
will like 
which is 
why I
write everything 
which is 
why I 
love everyone 
and let 
others choose 
for I
trust them 
much more 
than I 
trust myself 

Be the brook
from which others 
drink the river 
in which others
move and the 
ocean in which 
others are born 

It’s never 
love that
leaves but 
the wind 
you see
love is
a tree
and the 
thing that 
makes love 
grow beyond 
itself is 
the wind 
love brings 
when it 
breathes two 

There are only 
two places a
person might be 
present or future 
for those who 
reside in past
shall remain there 
for to come 
into the present 
they must pass
through the keyhole 
known as bye

This life
is good 
better than 
most best
of many
not much 
to some
but enough 
for me 
for needs 
are met
and wants 
a dream 
and this 
my little 
in between