Needful

The formless take form within your gaze
Like dew drops turning to clouds
Shimmering in the pond
With your reflections
Your pebbles of struggles just sink to the bottom

The fish swims leaving no trace behind
Nor does a bird cast a shadow on the sky
But why us humans
Think to create edifices, when the world is still
In desperation as always

A day in the life of a worm
Is to create the moist soil for your green tree
And the Lillie's is to perfume your garden
What does a man have that is for the
Goodness of the world

Your limbs carry weapons that slay innocent
Your lips are smiling daggers
Your hands snatch crumbs
And you live with the glee of depredations

Let your lips be for speaking the truth
Your voice to raise concern for others struggles
Your labor to raise the shady masts
And you limbs to fold into a prayer for others