God loves us and He loves the stars.

A Poem/Story.

This is a story of different crazy events circling back to the begging.

There are things in this world that we really can’t explain. Some are still mysteries to us, are these fate or just a plain coincidence?

Secrets shared, secrets told one and the same.

Realization and appreciation of wonders in the world. The poem urges the reader to break through and see and realize the beauty that surrounds the mundane life of oneself..

I’m on a dream bus cruising—-

The wall, though inanimate, the poet contends,is imbued with so much worldly wisdom for the fact that it “clandestinely” bears witness to all man’s secrets and foibles. This, however, is as long as remains standing.

Lost.

Crooks touch the zenith
of wealth and power
The wise lie in darn abyss.