Mushroom
A head halfway in water
Ears under
Open eyes to see the soft rolling clouds
As they appear I see signs
Little totems
Animals dancing in a pause
Body floating in peace
Stillness reaps a warm heart
Bathing in grace
Time off in the distance
Everyones in the maze and set off to the side
The maze is a small invisible circle with no end
I can hold it in my hand
Or let it stick to my mind
When thoughts run like wild horses
Nothing is free
I am intoxicated with thoughts
Bad drunk
Rumination station
One way tickets for sale
This idea to that idea
Their face becoming another face
One phrase spoken in a collection of other phrases
What does it mean
Saw a cloud that looked like my mistress
My commitment to self
She protects me in the Art of creating this life
Loyalty of such honors allows for hopeful rest in lighting my path
Solar energy to stay unplugged
I can read a thousand pages
Tiny revelations as to why
Or how
To move through this moment
Choosing to stop along the way to view an old film
Plots don’t change once you’ve seen them
Looking for clues
Traps are beautiful entanglements
I can test resolve
Practice with an amalgam of tools I sharpen
Daily mantra
My body is lit
Candles are playing softly on the shelf
In this center piece
Let it all rise
To this surface of mine
Still waters carry my existence to the shore line
Wordless clouds speak as I speak to them
Follow me
I’ve seen a lion fall and turn into a sparrow
I’ve seen a sparrow lose a wing and turn into Jade
I’ve seen dust collect on jades fingers
And sit alone in the long sunny rays of life
My guides will be stronger again in the deepest of war
Yet this is no war I will fight in
Walk further down the line at the beginning before resting in the water
Take off all these rags
Burn a a piece of paper with a name on it
Or a memory
Or a feeling
Or anything
Say
I release you
Again
Let it burn all the way
Hold it as long as you can
I say thank you to the all that’s around me
Listening
There is no solution to a thought that isn’t real
Simply acknowledge the fiction
Watch it fly away
I’ve heard a million times the way to exist
Proper magnitudes of letting go
Earthquake
Walking out from under the rubble that use to be everything
Synapsis firing
Lion by my side
Sparrow on my shoulder
Jade peaking out of my satchel
Candles flickering by the shore behind us
Breeze like a whisper
Together along the sound we are one
Together along the sound we are one
Hands on hands
Feet on feet
Eyes of the sacred home to our religion
Love that never shatters
Sounds that never judge
Strolling out of the interiors
We collectively find a note
In time
Harmony
Hazy Acres 
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