Poem of May Something

Who is this awakened without a mirror to reflect,

without a voice to speak to hear the category I fall under?

Am I ancient or contemporary?

Am I the moon? The sand? The Sun? The Ocean?

Energy I exude, otherwise how could I have projected this illusion?

Are the lenses to your soul optical?

Are you my mirror to reflect?

Are you really here with me?

When is the end of this dream?

Hopefully never. There’s a beautiful ending.

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Melodies

Deaf ears are misdirected to the individual that hears their own songs, but every now and then there are certain & specific melodies that seep through. Like when we were kids and snuck in & out of the house when our parents were sleeping. We started understanding the tattle-taling croak of the stairs, but through the error of the trials, these specific tones & croaks became such modest melodies to our parents in their slumber. When we step too hard or halt just short, the deaf ears suddenly hear their childhood dreams reenacted. And to fix themselves vicariously through their offspring, they suddenly hear.

So call it as you may, but I choose to tiptoe to my own music that may or may not wake you up. My intention is for attention to inhumanity and if by chance these croaking stairs tell, it is no fault but mine… I chose to sneak on out.

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Between the Stars

Lately I’ve been playing with a couple ideas, seeking economic solutions for political disagreements. I’m contemplating so much but I don’t want to start a project and not finish it. I suppose that’s why I’ve failed so much in life. I succeeded in nothing but the experience of failure. In return I had gained something very personal no soul can take from me. Napoleon Hill says “Do not wait; the time will never be ‘just right.’ Start where you stand, and work with whatever tools you may have at your command, and better tools will be found as you go along.” So i don’t limit myself… yet somehow I always wait. I know I’m quoting an unusual amount but it helps me express my intentions. “To love someone deeply gives you strength. Being loved by someone deeply gives you courage.” -Lao Tzu.  I always knew the love for you guys was genuine in my heart, but to witness the love you’ve shown in return gave me the courage to live on fearlessly.

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