Breath in deep
And take flight.
Floating on a beautiful journey.
Far beyond time,
Anywhere in space,
And high above the clouds.
No heavy loads upon shoulders.
No heavy thoughts on the mind.
Just the open sky
With clouds that dance
To the rhythm of the waves.
Breath out light
And prepare for night’s shade.
A time to renew the heart and soul,
For another trip beyond the clouds.
Breathe in deep again,
To take flight.
To float amongst the stars
Upon nightfall’s beautiful appearance
Is a feeling like no other.
Night’s shade can mask the day’s troubles
And transform darkness to light.
With head held high And prominent strut,
There’s a beating heart in sync with night’s rhythm.
Every note has the heart and mind in awe.
Every beat speaks of greatness and resiliency.
Sweet melodies written across the sky telling stories left untold.
Night’s shade has awakened the senses
Allowing the body to rise amongst higher vibrations.
Golden.
A monumental time
For a monumental age.
No celebratory bang.
Not one for playing charades.
Just wrapped in love
Amongst the days delight.
Gratitude ever flowing
As my inner light shines bright.
No need to utter words
Because my actions speak loud.
The reflection I see daily
Is one that I am proud.
50 years of life
With twists and turns
And lessons learned.
Ready for what the Universe unfolds before me now.
Golden.
When darkness burries the sun,
And the world is heavy upon soft shoulders,
Heavy is the load that is carried,
And despair is the emotion that is felt.
One can become blinded by the unknown,
And stricken down by fear.
Possibilities remain at a distance,
As if these are merely thoughts in the wind.
Unclarity has sunken in.
Then along comes the sun.
Love.
Love loves me.
Love believes in me.
Love’s light adorns me.
I hear Love’s voice, and I can see once again.
Love never let’s me suffer,
And Love never let’s me fail.
In my hour of sorrow, it’s Love’s faith, Love’s love, that prevails.
Faith is restored,
And one is guided by your light.
Onward to a righteous path,
I will know no wrong,
Because the Love you share is right.
When Enough Is Enough: While attempting to exist and navigate through an unjust system that is unclear as to what justice is, what the fuck are we supposed to do upon being hunted, but revolt?
Where I laid my weary head
Was also where my heart was.
Traveled to some distant places,
In search of someplace all my own.
Peering through the clouds
Of which blinded me so,
Confused was the state of I.
Traveled around the world,
Only to return to my love.
I realize that I was home all along.
My Quiet Fire In A Busy City 