My feet
must walk
I command them
to bring me
closer to you.
My mouth
must talk
so I can speak
on this love
I’m so into
This brain
may it think
A million million ways
to venerate the ink
these hands
Manipulate skilfully
interweaving strands
providing selflessly
a perceivable link
between nothing
and everything
Where you exist
The rest
takes shape
according to
what we insist,
and the decisions
we make.
So I walk faster
speak clearer
Write beautifully
this love letter to you.
Avoiding disaster,
Holding dearer
To our unity,
Sweethearts beating
Together in truth
Tag Archives: Basic meditation
Yaw
The multi-faceted gem that is our sweet sadness
When viewed from another angle
So easily becomes the light that’s refracted
Heralding
Hello
Salutations
Hola
Ahoy
Felicitations
Aloha
Welcome!
What’s up?
What’s the situation?
How you doing?
Hey there
What’s brewing?
Hiya
Haaaaaaayyyyyyy…..
Howdy
Good day!
A different greeting
with each heart beat
I leave you with only one farewell
The only good bye worthy
of our meeting
and subsequent chance to play
A sincere, cultivated, and lovely
expression of Namaste!
Christmas
The story of a world saved,
a man holding our hand
Guiding us with a new way of thinking
and a great sacrifice made
His love song began
With a star, sweet parents, wise men,
and salvation born on a manger’s floor
a great awakening unto man
a blossoming of consciousness like never before
a brighter light shone on God’s plan
He lived a life worthy of our praise
An example for you and I to follow
his encircling arms, and lasting embrace
a reminder that we are full, perfect, and not hollow
We are children of the sacred, armed with trust and light
The story of our life is whatever we make it
so let us give thanks and let our spirits take flight
with the transcendent joy in his story writ
a time spanning classic of love at first sight
Halcyon
I pour out
I fill up
All that is given is saved
Be still sweet cup
And, together, be raised
Go Big
Everything rhymes
rhyme everything
The physics are just waiting
For you to get with it,
Use this cosmic math
make something out of nothing
give form to this and all time
Don’t you see?
It’s all music!
Every sound ever heard
You can pick and peruse it.
This gift is yours
Even if you refuse it
Whatever song you want sung
Whatever needs to be done
Just do it
Swirl it up in gorgeous tornado
while you can still choose it
let them marvel at your influence.
Scatter the pieces of everything everywhere,
Show us that you really blew it
Make them wonder how they got through it
Then bring it all back to everything
A perfect rhyme so settling,
We just fade into it
Grace
Hold onto this now as if yesterday was just a dream and tomorrow, a construct, built by the quality of this embrace.
The medium of the art of living is a spectacular substance depending fully on your artful hand and heart to realize its most sacred space
Long Run
whatever I’ve done
whatever I may do
I will always come back to what’s true
and when the battle within me is won
I will return and make it up to you
Anchor
even though it seems that my heart forgets the song I must remember that it is always humming with the love in the air and on the lips of those with whom I speak and in the eyes of those that pass. Even though it seems that my ears can not hear it, the song is always playing, it is the tree that mistakenly believes it is alone, not making a sound as it falls. We hear you sweet tree, your crash landing reverberates so bitter-sweetly creating many beautiful, multifaceted stories witnessed and experienced by all. The journey to rock bottom is not necessary to the song but helps those of us lost to find it. The only definite in the music is the destination, a pure singular tone that washes away all of the tiny details of up down tree and rock. A tone that returns us to each other and boils it all down to perfection. close your eyes and allow yourself to embrace the anchor of you to all, the song to which we may not always remember but can never really forget Ommmmmmm………
Conduit
Love is heading straight for you
as quick and as strong as you give it away
just sit back and allow me to adore you
we can live forever this way
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