This deep color.
This mahogany brown.
Hue so lovely, so divine.
Beneath it, through the veins of glory,
Runs my history.
My story.
My place in this here world.
This mahogany brown.
Behold what was made.
With this shade, comes all of my kinks and curves
That Mother Africa proudly preserves.
This mahogany brown.
A shield of honor that I’ll always defend.
You emulate this deep, brown skin.
Yet, you never love the skin I’m in.
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.
On Freedom: “No price is too high to pay for the priviledge of owning yourself.” – Nietzsche
Could it be that I know heaven?
Embraced in your strong hold,
Thoughts of a world unknown
Of a feeling never felt.
Making me think.
You teach me.
Words spoken from your tongue of gold.
You amaze me.
Making me smile.
Into your eyes, I gaze.
You make my heart feel safe
Whenever you’re around me.
Could it be that you’re my heaven?
A place that I’ve longed for.
A place where I can tear down my walls,
And open my arms and embrace it all.
Today is Friday, February 25, 2011 at 5:00 pm in Los Angeles, and the gray clouds are hovering above. Rainfall is expected tonight and tomorrow. There’s something soothing about listening to the rain tap against my window. Being at home, curled up on the couch with a warm blanket, while sipping on hot lemon tea, relaxes the body, the mind, and the spirit. Putting it simply, it just feels good to relax and think about nothing. Whatever troubles appear and show their ugly heads, seem to disappear to the melodic sound of raindrops. As I sit out on the balcony viewing the skyline, I await the rain. Even if for a moment, the troubles in the world or of the day will no longer matter nor exist, because the rain will wash it all away.
The following poem entitled, ‘Believe,’ was written on June 30, 2009…the day I was laid off from my job. Although I was quickly rehired, I was overwhelmed with emotion. It’s not easy to have something that you love taken away from you so unfairly. But such is life, as it’s not always fair. At that moment, I couldn’t do anything else besides try to keep the faith and believe.
When darkness buries the sun,
And the world is upon my shoulders,
Heavy is the load I carry.
And despair is the emotion I feel.
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.
I hear your voice, and I can see once again.
You never let me suffer,
And you never let me fail.
In my hour of sorrow, it’s your faith and love that prevails.
Faith is restored in me
And I am guided by your light.
Onward to a brand new path.
Jeff Lorber ‘Rain Dance’ Video Posted To You Tube By Herecomes Mongo On July 11, 2011
My Quiet Fire 