Hazy Acres

Come to a place

Understand there is compressing thoughts

This remedy

That storm 

Their ways

Your beliefs

The hour in a nutshell 

With every passing possibility 

More choice than time 

To build further as the messages deplete 

While others inspire

Your body gets harder 

Mindful interiors solidify 

Expressing out there in the playground 

Its all an experience for each of us to determine 

While its never truly determinable 

For accepting this a prosperous gateway to self 

Movie in the nirvana 

Swirling outside the window 

Cold air hovers over the warmth inside 

Inviting all that shall come 

Within the new era boundaries 

There’s a witness in you 

To see in a lit fire 

Symbolic hopes chattering as you dance the isles

One more time 

Reframing the significant to your value

A system within the larger system 

Head on 

Taking the rightful stand with the new courage 

Former spells loosen in their fading volume

And it will happen over time 

Until the happening has said all it can 

For your place in this concept 

Thorny hypothesis with a touch of nutty 

You get to play with all the ingredients

Make of them as you desire 

Even in the tricksters arms

The ability to maneuver and shift 

Wiggle for what it all means in ourselves 

As we understand each of us has our own ways

Then a centering of uniformity 

How this piece makes the whole 

Literally a second marrying its seconds 

With all the information power washing a face

No form or features 

It continues to morph its own statue of importance 

For what we need for our own journey 

How happy or sad can be reframed 

How ever it lands 

Pilgrims on frontiers 

To express a finding 

When the bridges burn down 

It’s just another light to another bridge 

Walk to the next moment with poise and kindness

They will shout at your strangeness 

They will laugh at your failure 

They will see themselves in the cruelty

You will know yourself with their help 

One things explaining another 

Pages to clarify when you can’t know 

Until you do when you’re not looking 

How you’ve changed again to be in this present happening 

And change you will 

Change you must 

For a ride is short but sweet 

Nothing is free in the finite 

However open it is ours to choose 

Sit or stand while you run and hide 

The sound shares its reach 

As you trust yourself in the surrendering irony