Be Yourself

This about it.
It’s how you take it.
Is how you see it,
And step forward
Can’t ignore it.
Movin on.
And holdin on,
And Not.
What it is,
To you.
Ain’t to me.
Can’t see.
That I’m beyond you.
But, in reach,
So I teach.
Ain’t wrong.
Then it’s gone,
And won’t come back.
And, you’re seen
With lack of tact,
But the fact is
You’re hacked,
So you help
The way it is,
By the way you see his.
And, more than you take-in,
You ain’t fakin
What you make of this place,
Like a race
That won’t end,
After you move on.
Gone.
So you gotta leave it better
Than you found it.
Surrounded
You find it,
Reminded by what happened
Saddend,
Yet struck,
And compelled to duck
The way you are.
Far from how you perceive
They want you to be.
But you can only be yourself.

Danceful

I don’t care how you walk.
Lemme see you dance.

I know it hurts,
But it’ll shake out.

I can hold that for you.
It’s not heavy…

When you let it go.

It’s ok.
I wanna show you
How you say goodbye.

I wanna show you somethin.
That it’s ok, my dear.
We’re here,
Together.

We can take it on.
I’ll remind us,
As we dance
Along
Our way.

Big Sky Day

As we go…
May we reach the Big Sky day.

Fueled by sweet Honey,
And the peppers he grew.

From long before we ever knew.

For long before we ever came,
there was the wish for us,
within their love and suffering.

Stretch and be free
As you can,
And trust they held the pain
For us,
That we could be without it.

Believe you can
Touch the Big Sky Day.

For you’re beyond the small way
Of yesterday,
And tomorrow will come.

Beyond 20-20

We must-all understand
That life is shared.
I wish everyone knew-this
And that everyone cared.

It’s amazing and simple,
What we-have, all-around.
Yet most are blind,
And can’t see what I’ve found.

Like a dream where you stare,
But can’t make it out.
It never comes clear.
You’re just left with doubt.

You-just couldn’t see it
As hard as you tried.
I can’t help but think,
Those who’ve taught us have lied.

So, most are raised,
But never grow;
Stuck with a focus,
They can’t let go.

Holding on;
Ironic and sad.
Never knowing
What they had.

Self absorbed;
The world of, Poor Me.
Never finding
The right way to see.

We’re All God

We’re all God.
We just don’t see it that way;
Lost in our head
As we move through the day.

We’ve heard of “true self”;
Been told we’re not there;
As if, disconnected,
Is to say, unaware.

Perspective is key.
First, admit you are lost.
The story you feed
Does come with a cost.

The price you pay
Is through limits and love,
That we can’t understand
Until seen from above.

Which-can happen-now,
But won’t for most all.
A matter of ego;
From-where all men will-fall.

Tumbling through-darkness;
There’s an upward ascent;
A rejoining of self;
From where we were sent.