Hazy Acres

When

Beginning to fade

Until the end 

Trains carrying wares have went passing by

Million miles 

Another will rise 

It always does 

Which if I allow this to be true 

And I know it is

Here for it 

Preparing my existing self 

4am body 

Imaginative intentional mind

Kind hearts that remind themselves when it’s complicated 

Wild soul

Wild enough to discipline the pull 

Felt a sensation in the yesterdays 

Goodbyes 

I remember when my young boy 

Sitting in the car

Said 

Goodbye 

End of summer 

How is it possible to let go further 

After already letting go 

Small measures once felt impossibly prevalent 

Fury roads 

Lives 

Everywhere 

Just when the lines smooth 

A corner 

Hasn’t hit me yet

You 

Or I haven’t accepted you yet 

You 

All signs point to accepting me first 

For myself and for you and our times

Which surely will come 

I work 

Even when its hard 

Giving up is always an option 

Not one I’m curious about 

Sobrieties special gift to feel what is 

I’ve left satchels of giving up in the dusty hallways behind me 

I think I’ll play the violin 

And learn more about the mystical  

Thoughts converging amongst themselves 

Building a mud hut 

Twirling about we did 

Will

Sorting our complete journey 

Once shared 

Exciting to believe

And ignoring it most of the time 

Giving it all to this moments place on a chart of other moments 

From before 

Much to do 

Rejecting cynical signals 

Or nagging narratives diminishing the characters inside me

Painful to hear words spoken so disgracefully 

To anyone 

Debating the reason slips us toward the slopes of lower vibration 

Tumble 

Whimsical exploring calm 

Back up the bridges

One more step toward the magnificent 

An inch is the eternity of growth 

Slightly in a silent solitude

She plays with my curls 

Humming strings in grace

Subtle pace

Building to the dreams talking to other dreams 

Lay this piece of yourself in the neatly designed 

Collect memories with the central theme in truth of your nature 

Blue

Yellow

Pink

Purple 

Lines drawn facing north

South and all the rest 

Wide open 

Blink blink blink

Touch touch touch 

Without words we speak 

I speak to you in the passing sentiments 

Humanities grace 

There’s balloons up ahead 

Filled with more 

Watch

Sound gets me high 

More ink to share with the world 

Messages 

Maps of a life 

Orchestra eyes 

Stirring in the ethers 

I have little words left in this moment 

Keep going 

Extinguish the pause 

Push through the gates

Don’t stop 

Rush

Sit still 

Wait 

Don’t wait 

Kill the past like a viscous beast 

Harvest the past with kindness in your mouth

And all the hearts dance in the trees

Showering loves most primal places

To care

Run with the invisible lions 

Your friends who show up 

The singular moment when you say

Everything is enough 

Normalcy in a vanity mirror

She sent a crude message 

It made me feel bad for her

To reveal something to win me over 

Something private 

Without judgment I tucked her moment in my my world

And wished her a better way 

Without judgment 

With care 

Accepting that an older version of myself created a space I wish wasn’t in the world 

But I accept it as I accept myself 

Sending the ship back out away from me

Waving good fortune 

There is nothing to feel but a genuine collective experience 

Sent my dharma group a line

We are in this together 

We are 

Experience is practice for more experience  

I hate cruelty 

Mean spirits 

All our fear to hide our own doubt

The words want to quit but I don’t 

Move 

Be in a create place out of thin air

Rolling through 

A wheel 

Childs pose with wings 

Cobra hello 

Hovering mental clarity

Its ok 

Expressing when there’s nothing left to say

Angels are calling From

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