A Perfect Day
Written by on in Vindaloo.


It's beginning to rain
As I walk in the door
Breaking the dense heat
Of a summer's city day
There's smoke in the air
You wanted to see
Whether you could build
A robot from an old TV
Your face covered in soot
Hair pinned up with pens
Bright smile flashing out
As it crawls across the floor
Its eyes don't feel the fumes
You dance around the room
I take you out to celebrate
Walking together in the storm
Pounding rain drenching clothes
We stop in the park to feel
Opening to the violent heavens
The last darkness leaves your face
Washed away in happiness
Joy in living in such a world
And a pounding rainstorm
Breaking life's dense heat

Comments

  1. Honey

    Honey on 02/16/2006 8:39 a.m. #


    <br />
    Toy vs. Loved Boy<br />
    <br />
    Should I piece together a robot<br />
    When it’s Love that I would give<br />
    Will his programming have him rejoice<br />
    That I should let him live<br />
    Will his spirit soar<br />
    To know of my sacrifice<br />
    The lengths to which I’d go <br />
    To bring him precious life<br />
    Will he strive the way that I strive<br />
    To enable him to understand<br />
    The vision for his future<br />
    The possibilities of his hand<br />
    <br />
    When no variables prove as right<br />
    Where Love needs to cover a wrong<br />
    Will he override his programming <br />
    So his development progresses along<br />
    Or will he bog down in the numbers<br />
    Trying to mathematically control<br />
    The error that’s occurred<br />
    That seems would jeopardise his soul<br />
    If I create a programmed robot <br />
    He’ll do only that which he’s programmed to do<br />
    If one is to comprehend my Love<br />
    A robot will surely never do<br />
    <br />
    I must create a child<br />
    With free thought control <br />
    Who can replicate the Love I give<br />
    As this his life will extol<br />
    Such exchange brings understanding <br />
    That truly renders Love complete<br />
    Yet few it would be fathom this devotion <br />
    Outside the spiritually minded elite<br />
    True love overrides programmed reasoning<br />
    It is that which transcends self<br />
    To the end of another’s harmonious unity<br />
    This, the secret of Love’s Divine wealth<br />

  2. Honey

    Honey on 02/16/2006 8:43 a.m. #


    <br />
    Heart Art<br />
    <br />
    If the world were painted <br />
    In only brilliant colour<br />
    Without impending black and grey<br />
    The splendor of Love’s glorious array<br />
    We never should discover<br />
    <br />
    Love takes not up a brush to paint<br />
    It penetrates through to the heart<br />
    If our eyes this depth can see<br />
    Love is in very essence <br />
    The true created art<br />
    <br />

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