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