i see in your eyes how much you love me
i feel how your arms wrap around and embrace me so…
effortlessly, so openly, so naturally
i feel the comfort around you unlike any other
and of all the high vibrational beautiful people
i’ve been around
you are still the one –
the most beautiful and the highest
i’ve yet to encounter
i wish you had more time for me
i know your door is always open
i wish you had more space for me
i know you’ll always make room
i love you, i know this is true
i do
“its the little things” he says
i’ve missed you, me too
poem
“Placated People Who Play By the Rules”
thoughts of a lover swirl in my head
a migration of energy
uniting in a time and place
where my soul was nourished and fed
just for a moment
a savory introduction
attachments, attachments whatever do they mean?
the stated mores of this reality…
a brilliant connection that can never be seen
dancing around in my head like a dream…
the smells of the flowers
the gentle loving touch of a hand
being led through the thicket
by a soul in the form of a beautiful man
a sharing that was pure
not one of “placated people who play by the rules”
i had to get away
so perhaps i am one of those fools
the memory stays with me
as it always will with you…
Let Go Let Go Let Go
taking shape
moving round
what is here
can surely be found
let go let go let go says she
take flight with me
oh wait you already are
its only my eyes that fool
for what appears isn’t real
nothing is but how we feel
and even that… can be rearranged
Back in Time
back in a time
where values are antiquated
old fashioned ways
conservatism
outward appearances
singing at the pews
wasn’t ever really from here
i just spent time
my time, i needed to learn
i can survive
i must know one extreme
to experience the other
i have to know senseless order
to have perfect chaos
intentional freedom
i must know the mold
to break from it
it isn’t my mold
that is utterly clear
as i find myself back here
Release, Decompress
Lots of input
an overload
needing an overhaul
time to decompress
what better place
than where the ol’ coyote howls
the cactus bloom
and the bats fly at night.
the desert
where everything is taken
so appropriate
such a place to release
to review and gain insight
upon myself
upon my journey
upon this life
baring my soul
once again
there is no place to hide.
A Time for Reflection
its amazing how in the desert
with such a lack
the reflection seems to be so clear
so in your face
no looking around it
not a chance
no distractions here
you are here with you
i am here with me
thats all there is
time for reflection
uninterrupted
without distraction
time for reflection
in a drought ridden land
something from the outside
one would never guess
unless one is within…
Return to the Desert
back in the desert
only for a moment
long enough to understand
theres more for my life
than just this
cracked and drying
taking all i have
without even trying
im a water baby
i can survive for a while
but it shouldn’t be just about survival
wheres the fun in that?
where the life in abundance?
wheres the joy to be had?
back in the desert
a voluntary move
one to cleanse and ground
the restless bird in my soul
just for a moment
yes indeed
just for a moment
surely all the time i will need
Perspective
All about perspective
different angles
different light
different shadows
different sight.
so take the best
and run with it
sit with it
laugh with it
flourish with it
accept it
BE it.
Falling In Love
I cannot live without love
falling in and out
easily and free
from moment to moment
capturing nature’s beauty.
the flowers and trees
the sunsets and ladybugs
i love discovering them
giving my full attention
my full love
then moving along
there’s so much love
to give, to receive
it resides everywhere
the sweetest is
by far found au natural!
Evolving
Constantly evolving
continuously morphing
switching scenes
alternating environments
feeling the essence of life
through my mind
the gifted senses
and various lovers –
exploring the land
expanding time
with a swollen heart
rosy eyes
traveling with light