Reflections

It can be hard to see what’s behind the reflection; impossible for some.
It takes refocus; an adjustment of sight for one to see beyond the surface.

In many cases though, that’s not enough.
But, with time, reflections too change.
Eventually, the clouds will part, and the water will be clear. Then, it becomes more a matter of perspective.
And, you may then simply need to get out of your own way, if you wish to see what lies beyond the surface.

At the Edge

What do you make
Of the field
And the Forrest?

Of the shadows,
And the light of the day?

As darkness falls,
What do you do?

Are you at peace,
Or are you running away?

Dreams are closer,
And thought of with sleep.
Unawake, we-fall-into-unknown.

Seasons pass.
Yet we carry the past.
I wonder when-i’ll-be-grown.

My child inside
Says, “let’s-go-for-a-ride”.
And, “I-want-to-live-without-pain”.

But-i-soon-forget
As I’m dealing with shit;
Pulled-by material gain.

Called by the future.
Confused by the now.
I move with belief in what’s right.

A trip that will end,
Just as it began.
With pure, unfiltered light.

Rise up

Minimal
Chemicals.
Gunna give myself
The good stuff.
Tough enough
With my brain
With insane
At the edge;
Like a bubble
Where trouble
Slaps you
In the face
Where disgrace
Is a race
To forget.
Confused
We lose sight
Of the Light,
So we fight
In defense
To protect.
Erected
And projected
Are ideas,
Just thoughts
That we consume.

With costumes
We play a role,
And, explore
A finite space
In time…

So take this rhyme
As love.

Be filled;
Full with love
To the top
And break through.

Unbound.
Above and beyond the fight.

Stand
With love.
For love.

Tend to your pains
And the pains of others.

You needn’t disguise,
Or hide.
Rise
Up.

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.

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.

How it Goes

I got some stuff to say.
Plain and simple
How i see it.
Where it comes From.

Where it comes From.
You know in there.
Just the right words,
At just the right time.

Now
Always before and after.
Where it comes From.

Reaching and holding
From where it comes from.

That we’re ok.
Whatever’s happened,
We’re here we understand
Together.