Artifice of Love

Don't fall in love with the you reflected in my eyes,
that's not fair to the me that falls in love with what's before me.

Don't tell me what I want to hear you say,
I'm just what you always wanted - you adore me.

Don't pave the path of days ahead with ideas of love,
I'll believe them seeing flaws in me when you ignore me.

Don't take my honest heart and words to feed your ego,
I'll give them sincerely in faith you understand me.

Don't weave a tale, idyllic, to keep from being lonely,
I'll feel it's true and think you truly love me.

Don't hurt the heart which believes despite what eye sees,
I'll mourn and grieve so hard it bleeds me.

Don't deceive - it's cruel to hurt a truthful soul,
Just let me be to live my dream alone - it suits me.

Don't paint for me your artifice of  love. 

Attic

Wooden stairs curve into mystery

sunlight's beams beckon the curious

through the doorway see possibility

relics of past lives hold secrets forgotten

calling to now - a shout to heart from memory

lump in throat holding desire to explore

excitement awaits with fear as its company

creaking first step announces the present

into the past, present seeks probability

learning truth through reflections concrete.

Sun Bring Peace

That stroke of morning
first moment of a new day
memory lives here like moving pictures
moving the heart to beat a little faster
moving the mind to wander into the next
moment.

Eye lids weighted
sleep creeps warmly over
dreams wait to sift through thoughts
thinking framed by perception
perception turns on its self, into the act of
transcendence.

Sun of tomorrow,
I pray,
Bring Peace.

Get Lost

Why am I punished for the sins of another?

Was Eve's sin so sinister?

Was it so evil to want knowledge?

Her sin was mistrust.

Mistrusting her maker.

Mistrusting her gut.

Mistrusting the truth.

Truth is so plain that it's hard to see.

You look for complexity,

but the simple truth is beautiful.

Wisdom is denying one's self,

accepting truth - simplicity.

Ignorance blunders and stumbles,

it misses the light while searching dark corners,

it wonders what it all means -

but it means nothing.

Love - that's what it is.

It's not a concept,

it's not what you think,

it's a feeling that flows like a tide,

the wise let go and ride,

sometimes they drown,

but they die happy.

The ignorant live miserable,

one scheme flows into another,

at the end of this effort there's a reward -

or so they believe -

but the simple fact that they fail to perceive?

It's that one must only stand still,

open themselves to the gifts they are given,

and take them and pass them along to the next,

then they find their place in the pattern,

the pattern that is simply happiness.

Lose yourself and find your way. 

Do You Feel It?

Do you know what it is to feel?

Not to touch and recognize a texture,

but to feel the grains of sand against your skin,

to absorb the warmth of them,

to consider the place from which they came,

to imagine the forces of nature that left them there,

to absorb the power of the earth through the soles of your feet.

To open your mind to the small and miraculous wonders of the world,

this is to live a life of fullness.

Do you feel me?

I feel the energy of the Universe surround me,

flowing through me,

depositing notions of greatness in my mind,

urging me to push forward and put them into action,

making me a portal for the greatness of humankind,

driving me to explore the earth and the heavens with my mind,

to feel it on my skin - dirt, air, flesh,

the soul of it is close to mine,

I'm never alone as long as I keep my heart open,

I'm in touch with the wisdom of those who came before,

I need it to take it a step further,

I feel. I feel. I feel.

Pain, pleasure, loss, joy -

I enjoy all of these emotions in the form of a swelling within,

They swell and seep out of me in words and deeds.

I'm human,

I celebrate this world with you and invite you to feel it with me. 

Tolerance

Extend grace to those who don't comprehend you,
wisdom is always simple,
seeing only your place in the pattern may leave you blind to its beauty,
your knowledge is for sharing - not overcoming,
be open to what others offer,
love is a the gateway to enlightened reality,
the tool for success is kindness,
love for an enemy doesn't diminish your strength,
it makes weakness obsolete,
open ears and minds to what others offer,
and find the path to peace that all hearts seek.

Sometimes I Dream

Sometimes I Dream.

I dream I'm living a life underwater,
all of my words are muffled
my screams emerge as bubbles
my limbs are restrained by pressure
my punches fly without force
my lungs empty
I breath in water and begin drowning
panic rules this dream.

I dream I can fly,
I take a deep breath in cool air
trees and houses become playthings
the world looks like a model below
I soar apart from the earth
light and free I look on - silent
I exhale and descend into reality
breath in and return to heaven
peace rules above chaos.

I dream I'm invisible,
I wander among strangers
watch them shop, eat, chat, complain
they walk among crowds longing to be alone
they ride alone in cars wishing for companions
busy with their own inventions
they stumble through the days
they look down and worry they'll drown
they look up and dream of flying away.