Layer by Layer,
Ashes to ashes,
Dust to Dust.
Loneliness,
Despair,
Darkened skies.
Befriended,
Joy,
Bluest shade upon the Canvas.

From upper,
To lowest depths.
No matter the story,
Somethings remains.
Blocked by endogenous thought,
Focal point out of center.
Peel back the layers,
Layer upon Layer.

No matter the time,
Passing by,
Moments slipping away.
At the center of it all,
Heart of All there Is,
One thing remains.
Love,
Love is All there Is….

~Ani Po

Me and my Peruvian brother Jorge