Bean is simply
Being it’s not
Past tense it’s
Present it’s who
He is and
Who he’s been
Bean is simply
Being it’s not
Past tense it’s
Present it’s who
He is and
Who he’s been
Oh you’re not
Perfect and neither
Am I really
But every night
I pray that
Everyone and everywhere
Can simply drink
From the same
Cup and feel
The warmth that
We always do
That they have
But a sip
From the jug
We freely share
And finally hear
The birdsongs and
See the sky
And feel the
Warmth right here
Radiating and touching
Everyone and everything
Why be selfish
With such love
When the world
Itself is thirsty
There you lay
Head in lap
Looking at me
Looking at you
Funny thing happened
There in that
We both disappeared
Went somewhere else
We know where
Of course we
Know don’t we
The same place
We always go
When we’re together
The little treehouse
Called our hearts
Sometimes in life
You find one
One that understands
Takes away time
And all concern
Simply lets you
Be just you
And when together
A miracle happens
Something so unexpected
The world stops
And takes notice
But notice them
We do not
In those minutes
All we see
Is just us
Who we are
To each other
One tiny moment
At a time
You do love
These cloudy morns
They blanket you
From your woes
Like ear muffs
Warding off frostbite
They protect you
From the world
What I like
About gray days
Is that they
Just like you
Will eventually shine
Out both come
From your dens
Ready to start
So with you
I do agree
Sometimes we need
These sullen days
If for nothing
More than tomorrow