poem of the day November 18 

Why does gold

make souls

so greedy

so unsatisfied

Make one 

want more

and more

Why do flowers

so fleeting

so fragile

Make souls

so happy

so giving

so loving

The objects

of desires

Temptations 

good and bad

are woven 

into the yarn of life

which of course

gets tangled in 

all ways possible

to form the fabric of life