Wherever you are on your journey
even if it is day 1
or just starting to take your first step
whatever your journey entails
you are not too late
you are not too far behind
you are not inferior
you are deserving
you are amazing
you are love
you are a force
you can do anything
If you poured yourself in a cup
I would drink you up like
A smooth sumatra blend
Like exotic Hawaiian Kona that
I’d have to refill
again and again and again
If you poured yourself in a cup
Some cool tall smoothie
I would suck you, swallow you
The straw discarded
So to smother my lips
With your juice and berries
So to drench my tongue
With everything that you are
Every molecule of you
I could ingest
My stomach rumbling
Digesting some and wanting more
While you move through me
Intimately
Slowly
So so beautifully
If you pured yourself
Didn’t let fear interfere
I’d be here
Drinking you
Gulping you
Thinking you
Giving you
Me
In a glass full of this
Succulent ass
We are already
Liquid
Fluid
The perfect swirl
Of soft hardness
Of dirty purity
Of atoms in the eve
Charged ecstatic electrons
We are past life reunited
Long missing then
Found and bound like wrists tied tight
Might I sight last night
For your reference, dearest
When we breathed each other
Exploded into a billion pieces
Floated into a million universes
Loaded countless lifetimes into our cells
And came home finally
To our arms
Interwoven and locked like
I will never let you die again
Without me
There is a cup on the counter
Drink me, love
Swallow me whole
I am a non-profit prophet because I sort-of get it
I’m no sage
… but …
I do know that life is meaningless if
You’re obsessed with matching sets of silverware
Cultivating your nails and hair
And never spend time with your SOUL
I wonder how many people know about the lunar eclipse tonight
The clouds try to keep it out of sight but
I see through them
I zoom into them and float in the memory of the former me
The Sun & Moon become one and my ego becomes undone
I AM the starlight
The flame ignited
The right versus wrong
I am strong now
I remember my first Pow-Wow a few hundred years ago
Under the glow of this very moon
Except it was noon and as soon as the ceremony was over
I bent and saw a clover which breathed me in and released me as Oxygen
I went into the lungs of ALL men and women and for a moment
The world inhaled in unison
There was a Hushhhhhh
On the Planet
When they exhaled
It was this very moment
With the Lunar Eclipse
Kisses on the lips of lovers
Darkness under covers
A hummingbird hovers honeysuckle and time buckles, unnoticed
As a crest crashes in the sea
The former me joins the presiding we and we are the Essence
The past becoming the present becoming the future
While I try to nurture Collective Memory and
Soothe the wounds of denial
Filter through the forgotten file looking for the wings of man
The “I can” attitude, the cure for rude behavior
The savior within the self
I thought I saw forgiveness on this shelf but it seems to be missing
Where did all this greed come from?
When I was young I often spoke of speaking to the sun
I said that’s where my ideas came from
So my Aunt Dot said to me “you must’ve been born here 9 times already”
It flew over my head or
I took it for granted and then
Forgot it for a while until I saw it in her smile right before she left this planet
So while I’m still here I’ll try to outsmart fear
I will not fear being different if it makes me Grow
I encourage you to do the same
Take aim to remain within the realm of intense Adoration
Of every good willed motivation
Of the lasting vibration of eternal breath and the loving of YOU
You are WE, all woven together in the superstring
Which is why you feel me when I sing and
The song crosses oceans and causes motion which makes someone, somewhere,
Hum, or drum, or
Thumb through the pages of
The Forgotten File
And AWAKEN
When I try to analyze the lives of those around me
I see a strong, independent, community
When I look out to my Nation
I see much more frustration & miscommunication
I see stagnation and a lack of cooperation
The Sacrifice of Will for an insatiable dollar bill
Is there a lesson?
Yes.
This problem in society
This prim attitude of living for the proverbial me
Will sink skin deep and goad into a more painful inevitability
Or, so it often seems, though my dreams predict a better aftermath
Still an aftermath, indeed
I live for the dream and what it’s worth
I live for Mother Earth
To bring back the balance
So I dance to real music and beats
Not the mainstream daydream that churns money for thieves
People! Wake Up!
Release your crutches from your clutches!
Not much can be done when you’ve gone from suckin’ your thumb
To suckin’ on some Hennessey
Seek clarity!
You don’t impress me ‘cause you’re blingin’
I want someone who’s bringing Consciousness
Divinity
Something to Inspire me
A gas guzzling SUV doesn’t make you tougher or smarter when you
Barter your soul every time you roll out your driveway
Picket fences do not make everything ok!
That Soda in your hand is swelling your glands
Not to mention hypertension and diabetes running rampant in this land
And skin plagued with cancer for the vanity of tan
Darker skin desired yet racism hasn’t retired
Our disease is a fast food invention and one of convenience
Eat a veggie
Ride a bike
You might like yourself better if you could see clearly
But with the side effects of prescription drugs, fast food, & money
Our mental health as a nation got dropped at the last station stop
Stop! Put the burger down!
My community is strong but it won’t be long until McDonald’s marches over
Walmarts and Range Rovers maneuver their way in and we’ll be running again
WE of nomadic notion, born of Ocean and Earth, continual rebirth
While vultures of material thieve for a serial number
And mass produced goods, living according to shoulds:
Gotta be a lawyer, make that cheddar, so everything will be better
Create your Fate with no debate about the gate to happiness
It is not found in Gucci or Guess
And Stress is a by-product of poor decision
Malnutrition
And living by someone else’s standards
Let Your Soul Breathe
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