Hazy Acres

You see I have this energy inside of me

It begs to share and express and feel all the things as they should be felt 

Why else are we here

Rather be wrong and continue to imagine 

This imagination is a gift from something I seek to understand

Or if I don’t I shall expose the journey for all it is

Will be in the great ways these things can be 

Further it takes us 

Each of us 

And we can miss so much while closing our eyes in fear

I shall discontinue such fear 

Continuing what I started so many years ago 

Living somewhere else 

And launching to find all the wonders I have found 

Even in the truth of losing it 

Such a hopeful triumph 

To wake up and try

Again 

Without this momentum I would not exist 

A genuine search of the deepest feels 

Pulling on them in microcosmic waves 

Tangled up in sticky situations 

Seeing the way out but staying in to find more about the self 

How it folds up with the smallest of actions by another person

How it smiles at the tiny things like a bird in the window 

How in the most testing winds it can root down and say no 

How it wrinkles up and shows its weather 

How it never really breaks down 

While always breaking down 

I hold in the highest honor my truth as a witness to yours 

Even if we can’t sail together 

Its never for nothing 

But it will take the patience to be with time 

And in time we know the meaning 

For our own experience here 

And with that we can touch the ground 

Smell the worst and best of everything 

Know the language hidden in the mask 

It never quiets its hope to engage 

In the oddest of ways I feel comforted by such a wild ride 

Just need some tightening every so often

A reminder to go back in the dark room

Armed with less layers so lights will help find the way 

Its cool 

And I get it even when I have no idea what the hell is going on 

Push and push your arms until they reach outside the box 

Think about that

You could be living someone else’s version of life 

And like me at times, probably are for a variety of reasons 

No problem when there’s awareness

It can be watered down

Built back up before its fire in the kiln