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The Archer

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Arrows fly as do accusations.
Spirits soar to meet expectations
Fingers no longer point
Because the archer’s aim was true.

A collective gasp is heard
And panic ensues
Hard to walk across these floors
Because they’re littered with the corpses of dinosaurs
With arrows protruding from their eyes.

Tripping the antiques that don’t share in the indigo hues
that the elevator brought down to change the faces of the bright red blues.

Was all this murder necessary just so we could recognize peace?
It seems so,
It bleeds so ,
As it continues to bring us to our knees.

One day we’ll get back on our feet,
Find a new color to anoint
Something that deciphers these words for their reader
But for now we will have to adhere to the glorious wisdom of our money,  politicians, and so-called religious leaders.

Strong Arm

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This powerful arm leads to an even stronger hand
that holds you fast as this majesty expands.
There is nothing that this embrace can’t outlast,
There is nothing we can’t withstand.
Finding peace
even in the shadow we cast.
A renewed belief
in a world we can understand.
A sigh of relief
and fellowship unsurpassed–
restores faith throughout the land.

Shiva and Shakti

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Thank the great mechanism for feminism
An elevator for masculinity
Conjuring the flawless interplay of non- dualism…
…So deftly propelling the organism
into the arms of divinity

Soul Renewal

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Fresh and New

Sorrow is a vivid sculpture that takes shape,
Revealing itself on your sweet face.

Joy, in this very same case, is a fresh coat of paint,
Renewing the soul of a saint.

The Crush

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That is the crush of love flattening it all out for you.
The absolutely giant heart that falls from above
coming down hard, evening out the landscape.
The universal solvent melting mountains into streams.
A thing of awe,
a transformative energy so powerful, so raw it sends all of the unevenness up like the elevator it is.
The maker’s sweet kiss,
from sacred tulips.
Before our eyes,
delivering a simple beauty of foliage and fauna.
That gifts us with pervasive peace and let’s land become sky.
May these boundaries remain imaginary and imperceptible,
so my eyes and spirit can rest within you.
Taking refuge in the amazing that is everyday ordinary, beautiful plentiful.

The Gift

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It is a gift to be in tune with the transcendental.

A great reward, to be so aligned.

It takes prodigious strength to be gentle and kind.

Let us commune and become instrumental

in a pervasive happiness and peace of mind.

What kind of King will I be?

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Letting these words write themselves,
surrendering to what’s needing to come out.
Giving up to the rhyme that births its own meaning and dictates itself.
I wish I could take credit but its something greater steering the ship bringing me to new heights if I let it.
Getting easier to be a bystander because life is just grander when viewed from afar.
My microscope betrayed me, couldn’t understand the close up picture the way I needed to.
Lightning bugs don’t belong in a jar.
Had to set it all free and know that the plan that named me king,
and supreme ruler of everything was not a mistake.
Think bigger, know it all, rule it with freedom have the wisdom to let nature take.
When the big picture comes into focus and your eyes are finally allowed to see, sit back with your crown on your head survey this lovely land and ask yourself what kind of king will I be?

Happy Birthday Love

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To you a birthday
to me another chance
to show you a good time
another dance
another day
I can call you mine

When I hear others wish you well
and your eyes light up
and your spirits lift
I feel a sweetness clear as a bell
my cup fills up
as though I have received a gift

Thank this lovely world
for loving her as much as I do
happy to get this all so pleasantly twisted
I fell like its my day just as much as my special girl’s
with every heart beat, forever anew
historians will tell the tale, with confidence,
that a perfect love existed.

The Fortress

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Do not build a fortress around what you love…
Instead build your fortress out of love–
Steadfast, impenetrable.
But, most importantly, with a large door so you can let everyone in.

Arrival

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I want to give you something,
it’s a special treasure that was marked with an X on a old map I found.
It spelled out a terrain of complexity and wonder.
A vast expanse of ups and downs, bodies of water, and fantastic foliage.
A Neverland of sorts, always just beyond your feet–would certainly have to fly to get there.

We have come such a long way to find this gift.