Peace of the Spirit

The exertion and frustration
caused by pushing the rock
uo the hill
then
back down the hill
it seems to never get old
upon the hill
there were three crossess
one for the lord
and two for crookss
one repents
just like me
today I feel the gentle breeze
of the peace of the spirit,
releasing me from the stress
of the burden of the world
the rock becomes light as afeather
twirling between my thumbs.

Natures migt hand

Cold winds blow
trouble form the sea
our family from the east
I think of as the west
Nature's mighty hand
has put to the test
The burning ring of fire
the pacific rrim
the top of Neptunes Crown
the king of the immortals
stands watching
the foul behavior of Japan
and their relationship with the sea
Is it a want or is it a need
the pillage of the the chicken of the Sea
the sacrifice of the fish that runs upstream
people have to eat on the tiny Island
we cry at the loss of life
the strive our family sufferes
at nature's mighty hand
No matter the faults or the Zen toward perfection
the loss of life is a tragedy
there is no remedy to quench the sorrow
of a lost frineds and family
a beautiful culture acrosss the sea.