Hazy Acres

They walked in the room again

Color was the same although still colorful 

Quite loud in the way it speaks to the signs 

Listening for the way 

Odd voice hitting the place it feels off 

Acceptance squared 

Pacing in a self conversation to realize the message

Coming back to the same outcome 

Not for you 

Even when you want it 

Then a choice renders the split 

And they sit in their boundaries 

Afraid of the deep water swim 

In the frustrating arm a witness to not refuse 

What is apparent regardless

Then the why for what’s to play inside the vacuum 

Pondering if its true or an excuse 

Weather permitting all the power to let go of judgments 

To see a lights bigger dance 

Warning in a waiting 

Or 

Warning in the feeling 

Too many windows to look out of

Even if you try 

As the asking continues the ships are moving 

There’s still a sliver to jump in 

Even when the truth is brighter than the value of the chance 

Considered intent 

Maybe an act in an artful being 

Is as simple as only its clear delivery 

As waiting inevitably makes it go away in the fade 

In the leaving another piece to work in 

From the moment you want everything else 

Rather than believing in the acceptance of self 

Outcomes not predictable 

In the point 

Down a long line of dusty shelves 

Revolution is waiting 

Pulling the sleeve to enact experience 

A violent love in the subtle evenings 

Trauma takes the leads 

Identifying all too much in its voice 

Faces are not the future of relationships

How to enjoy the beauty without having it 

In the island deep 

Flashlights are on searching for the real Waldo 

Lost to the sensations of being one with where things are

Surrendering to holding still 

Small taps on the shoulder 

Big love in the paramount 

Witness to the what is easily predictable 

Armed with the information 

If picked up 

There’s no questions 

Just breathing and moving through the sphere 

A tree of truth is just a tree without all the veils 

Start to pull down those layers while humming 

Minimal silence in an act of shedding skin 

To know that as absolute 

Only definition of a resting mind