Sing of the Deal

Just gunna say this once
Now, That…
We’re livin the dream.

Just havent seen the things I’ve seen.
It’s a wake up call
Is all i can give…

When i remember.
Reminded.

And, I’ll let ya know then,
When i do, i know,
And don’t forget
That i know…

That the dream is now,
And when we wake up.
_____
_____

That i know a story,
Of my own;
Of us all…

And we may yet
All know
Where we are…

Before we pass, into our dream;

As we know it should be,
While we dreamt.

O.K.

What did you think
Of tbe thing that you saw?
Were there conclusions
That you could draw?

Could you make it out
From where ya sat?
Do-you remember
The guy with the hat?

Takeaways? Answers?
Where are things now?
If you had to guess,
Could you tell me how?

Or, why that was
The way you thought?
Bet you could tie it
To the way you were taught.

Do ya know what i mean?
The way that it was.
As if being guided
By a particular buzz.

Hum and a click,
A chirp in the sky.
As if only you heard it,
And we all wonder why.

Because it’s just so;
Your place in this life.
We all have a back.
We’ve all taken a knife.

To the gut, to the heart,
Comes a matter of feeling;
Wounds from the past,
Forever healing,
Comes a time
Why we’ll reach
For the top of the hill,
Only to get there,
And to find ourselves still.

Still with ourselves
From the day that we came,
But now looking back
Because we have someone to blame;

For something.
For some reason.

For some reason.

Still
Moving on.

Hundred Thousand Percent

Keep your eyes down the road.
We’re right where we need to be.

See it…
It’s exectly as it should be.

Amazing.
Every moment.
Every single breath.

It’s in us.
It’s all around us.
Love.
And it’s too bright for us.

We hide from it.
Pretending not to see it.

Hundred Thousand Percent.

As it’s always been,
And will be.

Changing.

Toward Love.

Until it’s a hundred thousand percent.

Here.

Where We Are

1. We go as we like it.
2. We see differently.
3. I’m a part of your story
a. Just as you are for me.

As with personal space?
Check yourself at the door.
I know of my own house.
Show respect. Know the lore?

Know where you are?
Know where we come from?
We’re-all-from the-same-place;
The King and the Bum.

Tension

I try to unplug from my story,
But I find the dark
And I hear Lori.

I let you touch me,
And I feel my pain.
I’m tight and guarded;
Prepared for rain.

And so i breath;
Perspective open.
I try to leave the guilt,
Like token
That i picked up
Along the way
And held.
It’s in me now;

A part of me
That i can’t let go of.

So here i am,
Figuring out how to give
Of myself;
To be fully present,
While holding the past,
And while framing the future
That i see as right,

As others have expectations of me;
Different from how i see myself,
Being.

I can’t help but feed in;
Reacting in the moment
With resistance,
As i reassure myself that i am right.

Tough,
Managing self
And finding peace;
Allowing life to be as it is.

Much work to do.
I try my best to enjoy the journey,
While wondering what I’ve learned,
And where i should be headed.
Seems a deeper part of me knows
And is in control.

Allow Life to be Good

What’s your mindset
As your children grow?

When’s it time
For the swing set to go?

Memories pop out,
Within the routine.
Just as hope for their future
Comes-from that which you’ve seen.

Finding space for ourselves,
While connected with all;
Stepping away,
While minding the call;

The call to be there;
To-help show-them the-way;
We’re guarding our children,
While letting them play.

We come back to presence
Amidst the-waves of perspective.
Juggling their freedom,
While being corrective.

Keen to serve.
Setting the stage
Imparting knowledge
Of joy and of rage.

Responsibility
To protect and to guard
From others and self,
Knowing life can be hard.

So now, take a deep breath.
Keep it simple. Be true.
Have faith in the Lord.
Life is good as are you.

Tapped-in

If I’ve been there
I can tap it;
State of mind,
Like how I wrap it, up.
Hard as you want,
But mixed as you know it
The way you came,
Before you now.
How,
Is the mystery…
I know.

We keepin’ up.
Holdin’ up
Through
Perception;
Our story,
Place
In time,
Fine
To fail,
To sail,
And to run outta water.
Fine
Wherever we are,
Til we’re Not.

Like dad Shot mom,
And then himself.
My mental health left
In question.

What did i do with that,
You ask?
Moved on,
As you would,
The way we know
Together
With Love.

Tick tock.
Tip Tap.
Wrapped up.
Tapped you.
Only you can let me in
To you
Through recieving.

I give what I may.
Now
The way we know.