My Inner Universe

Before I knew it didn't have to be so hard
I tried and tried with great frustration
Inner knowings that way was wrong
Yet desperation drove me

Seduced by others beliefs
Overrode my inner seekings
For I couldn't see past the point at which I sat

Inner constallatious greetings
Gave me hope that one day I could rest
And be comfortable in a place less tried

So for now I sit here quietly,
Listening to the teachings of the wind
And loving by way of the sun
I am forever a student of this Universe
And contentment is what I seek

 

No Hunger

Stolen hunger
For my appetite craves the rawness that surrounds me
Swallowing the beauty of creation
And the masterfulness of life

I dive deep into my satisfaction
Smiling back upon the accomplishments
Of hard work and effort

To try, not for callouses nor strife
But to try, to taste, to savor
I am a queen in my own humble castle
Creating love and laughter and play

I stand here now,
Appeased with what surrounds me
For the beauty I see
Is merely the most perfect reflection of what I've created

 

Never Alone

Just like you were attracted

Many more will just the same

And I will be forever entertained

 

T/Here

I escape to find those moments of solitude
Of fitting in that pocket of silence
Surrounded by the wind
And talk of the trees
There I am free

My blissful paradise
My escapism from the rough edges of the living
Never truly much of anything
Except the love of Light inside
There I am free

To acknowledge the release
To let go of all that pins us down
And to be different than taught
Here I am free

 

We've Held On Long Enough

Humorous humanity
With our many obnoxious ways
Plans and schemes we enjoy
Finding amusement in our cleverest of tricks

What shall we do once our tricks no longer fool
And the laughs have long faded?
Will it still seem so funny?
Will it still hold with fervor?

If within there are tears or rage
Then why do we persist on ignorance
Instead of sanity?

We are the ones toiling
And turning black with haste
We are the ones suffering
And creating suffrage just the same

Struggling to escape it
Yet desperate for another way

They're In There

I fear the thoughts that fill my head;

Me fear sits upon the validity of their truth
On the shame of their exitance
And on the confusion of their origin

 

Young Things

Those sleepy, restless, terrified

Young birds of beautiful feathers

Dance in the amazement of my boredom

 

Addicted

I tried to stay clean
My sobriety tended to be less than advantageous

Addicted to the smells, the scents,
The flavors
Of pieces that seemed more interesting to me

But they want us to be more addicted
More needy and willing
They want our hearts
To match our already stolen souls

We lost our beacons
We lost our wills
We lost completely our way

Now so dependent
Yet there are so many of us
We're simply left to suffer
With no room for us to fill

My sobriety is death
And there's no point trying to stay clean

Bathing In It

Can't resist this temptation to fall
For the feeling is too great
And the desire uncontrollable

Seeking a heart to match mine
Rhythmically and vibrationally
Patterns upon ideas and concepts
No calculation is necessary

All we must do is allow
Let go and fall
No depths too deep
No barriers insurmountable
The last obstacle; The Heart

So fearful and tall are its walls
So vast and steep its obstruction
yet these guardians are tiresome
Of the push and the pull
Of the indecision
That plague an otherwise worthy contender

They will come
And keep coming
So long as you keep inviting them

Masterful as your plan is
To keep your most sacred secure
It is not in the keeping out
As it is in the letting in

 

He Who Art In Heaven

"I don't know what I hate or what I fear more;

a frightened God who doesn't dare,

an angry God who doesn't care,

a stupid God who doesn't see

or a made up God who isn't there."

--Heart Song--

The Play; The Cost (What It's Cost Us)

Playing fools because we simply don't remember the Truth.