Marc Allen Poetry

Yes, yes, I know

 

You have problems
I have problems
The world is a mess

 

People are suffering,
Frustrated, anxious,
Feeling abandoned,
Dying in pain

 

And yet…

 

I was just sitting in a park
And a little three-year old girl
Ran ahead of her mommy
Who was going way too slow for her

 

She was jumping and spinning and dancing
For the pure joy of it
And then she stopped in front of me
And looked deeply into my eyes

 

She was one of the most beautiful visions
I have ever seen in my life
Staring quietly into my eyes
Stirring me to the absolute depths of my being

 

Her eyes were huge and so black
They were filled with shining light
Her mouth was a perfect little angel’s bow
She graced me with a big bright smile

 

And then she ran away…

 

And it felt like I dissolved
Into a puddle of pure love
It felt like everything superficial in my life
Just melted away

 

And I was left with something
Sacred and essential
Something so powerful
Everything else dissolved

 

Yes, yes, I know
You have problems
I have problems
The world is a mess

 

But we also have love,
Every moment,
In so many endless forms
We have love, love, love

 

Marc Allen, author, composer, and publisher at
New World Library, Novato, California