Cirque du Soleil—Love
is a kaleidoscope
wrapping the senses.
It's peace and love, warm and fuzzy
Beatles music
personified
reminding me of the musical genius
of John Lennon whose life was cruelly extinguished
outside his New York City apartment by a
monster with a gun.
A monster whose wife I met at church in
Hawaii, a devout unassuming woman. Still going
to work each day,
still alone.
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