Albert Caylor

TIMES like these.., and times like that
TIMES of Hey! , where am I at?
Lonely Times, down a forgotten highway
Searching for the TIMES of a newborn day
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The sun rains down it's love and light on all of us
Should we trust?
That you and I live under the same sky and...
Aren't we spirits all the same?
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It's the lonely time of night
Another day done, should I fight?
The feelings that haunt my mind
My heart and soul and what shall I find?
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It will happen if you let it

Wake Up! the morning sun
Warms the spirit of the new born day
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Brain dead? Brain storms? Brain alive?
Reflections from the Pinwheel of Life flooding the mind
Why is it that happiness is so hard to find?

Periods of creativity and moments of bliss and you say?
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Storm approaching...swirling. gusting winds
Dark clouds rolling in..., There's two new friends!
Soaring, flying, floating on their wings
Oh what joy! ..., what peace..., Should I sing?
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Enjoy joy where joyfulness lives,
Easier said than done, some folks say

Journey a journey, seek a path, and
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The evening dawns, silence settles...and the
Sun pulls up it's blanket of night
Blue Jays whistle in the new born sun, Robins sing,
And a new day is born and, time.....goes on....,
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Cool Brother....Sassy Sister
Is either one true?
Can this be me and is this you?
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Random spirits of such hateful violence
When will they ever, ever be silenced?
Everyday we cry out and wince
None of hate's crimes make any sense!
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Sitting and reading at the pool
Another day in life's school...
Seeking a little sanity and levity
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