After [Notebook]:

It seemed simple, how you walked the earth, carrying his rib into your future. The Earthworks were small then; battlements, and barricades were invisible, without any thought to War. The pastures were your magic carpet, laid out, spread across miles and miles of green. In the heavens, the big guy looked down in wonder, re-making all the rules of Temptation a blue bit of Knowledge for the coming generations. The full-blown Sixties would see you free; love, in constant flux, was a cautionary tale, gathered by the wise and infirm. For one, shining moment, History became a tablet, always re-written.

A man and woman raise their heads from the pillow, and
Drink new wine. The love-birds, feather their nest.

Somewhere, in the after-Time, they are re-born;

Peaceful Night, for Clinging desire,

Some other fire

Stoked.

`x~William ~ 7/31/09

Moon

Being tenants of this Earth
we gave praise to spaciousness,
while filling in the barrenness
with mud-huts and sticks.

The challenge and promise
to advance, gave sunlight new meaning:

Fields tilled; berries picked; and,
weather reports, occupied the farmer's thoughts

For stretching into Spring seemed an eye's-blink
of each great leap of an accounts book's
figures.

I often think of Armstrong's hand;
the way in which it had blocked-out the Earth.

Space,
no longer free of an individuals destiny,
seeks the smallness
of great things.

This is what the Sharecropper knew,
as those first steps were taken,

and, our deeds,
live on

in a Timeless, transcendent,



space.

`x~William H. Balzac ~ copyright~7/20/09.

Where do you go?

To live, and not be afraid.
To be all of who you are,
and all of who you can be.

This is where the "rubber meets the road";
the timeless forward march sees us through.

Only to live,
without curses or shouts.

And, only to love,
as the poets do.

`x~William ~ copyright~July 19,2009.

All That is Given [Notebook]:

The past can be a blessing or a curse. What advice shall I give? Is it a wanted thing;
now peering at the world with a jaundiced eye?
Capture kindness in your hands, before you leap.
Open yourself to the rough and tumble.
Play the game of love with reciprocation
Enjoy whatever the light or dark brings you.

Move forward, little one,
and carry the good
of all that is given.

love as always, William ~~Copyright: July 10, 2009.

Have a Super 4th of July!

Love as always

`x~William.