Face
Just another person in a long line of people
Power to think
Embrace
Just another night working through it
Hold
Pattern not puzzling or new
It is
Another cycle
New
For some extra time spent
Have it not be limited
Go through
All the way
Pain
Told the light is there
Bold
Waiting to unhinge fragility
To Hold
Again
Power of another
Human
Slow not fast or forceful or greedy or
Before
Soul shines beacons on a shore for the ships looking
Don’t look
Or wait
Push away and hold
Open
Fields of rain and somber
Change colors
Overturn the beauty
Pageantry
Displays of temptations designed to shake
Share the Masquerade
Fades
Fawns of light held deep singing songs
Sing slow
Another cycle of time to dismantle the former outer edge
Playing the sounds
Letters falling around and around
Heads
Paragraph sky
Visions of poor thinking
Move away
Don’t let the games be played
Mind of madness
Paper tigers chase tails of sadness
Hold
What faith
Together
Hands of connected grace
Face
Just another in a long of line of people
Fire twilight in the old back yard of the city once called
Home
Guitar plays an improv
Where is this
When is this
What is this
Place of the unknown spoken energy
Forever
Beneath the circle cycles
Spoken quietly
Lessons
For miles and miles and miles
Taste the ether
Bridges in the dark offering the way to move through the powerless
Sage
Tambourine city
Another tide from an old script of joy
Glow