Aluah Light

Even in the midst of a storm,
Aluah is given a rainbow.

Aluah Light Prelude

In a literary sense, most of my writings are about tragedy; even though, most of the time I am a very happy, cheerful man.
While many of my writings involve deep emotion or require intense concentration to read, most of the writings in ‘Aluah Light’  are hopefully a little less serious, and if you would allow me to say, maybe a bit lighter.

Along Their Way

There are things
We don’t know
Or dare to say
Or can’t even stand up for
To defend in ourselves;

But sometimes, somehow,
Someday those are the things
That build strength in us
So we can recognize
That we are the ones
Who can help others
Along their way.


Always

Sometimes we never take time
To eat the fish we catch,
Because we’re always fishing.

Sometimes we never take time
To play the games we know,
Because we’re always watching.

Sometimes we never take time
To love what isn’t bought,
Because we’re always shopping.

Crumbs

Have you ever noticed how we
Tend to throw our crumbs away.
For example, we butter our toast
And crumbs fall on the bread board.

What do we do with them.
We are quite quick to consider
Them waste and promptly wisk
Them into the garbage can.

But what are crumbs made of
And where did they come from.
They came from the same thing
That we prepared and plan to eat.

I actually have found that crumbs
Are quite palatable and edible,
And even serve well
As miniature croutons
Or garnishment  adding
Crunch and flavor to life.

Houses, Roads, and Women

No matter how many houses I have lived in,
I still live in all of them.

No matter how many roads I have traveled on,
I still travel on all of them.

No matter how many women I have kissed,
I still kiss all of them.

Old houses, rough roads, and soft kisses --
I still account for each and every one of them.