When The Triggers Come

The doors are opening 

After the close

Through guided cosmos

Turning in the spin

Cycles of wishing 

Cycles of challenge 

All cycles remain

How true the revolving atmosphere

One thing ends

To show a new way

Hopeful wish

Small pebbles always existing 

What will this future say 

Heard it before 

Seen it all 

Yet still wanting the frequency 

To believe yet again in a timeless offering 

You and me 

The ways of the wind 

Inner demon

Grateful claps and loose change 

Surf the pyramid connecting dots

Touching water through the rightful wave 

I see the slivers 

At the elbows edge 

Standing on the blocks of a baseline 

To take in the energy 

One more chance in this era 

Yes to the stone

Foundational synergy lives

On and on 

Going everywhere as fast it began 

To the middle and back 

To the end and back

To start the ways it always starts

We are always a start 

Relive what’s living until it changes 

A socratic truth 

Reframe the simple objects

Pocket them like a last drop of water

Walking the great desert

Eyes that see past their limitations 

You know the sound when it hits 

Folding up the tents

Placing the markers

Running to the still 

And it shall be as it shall

Alive in the oddity 

Warm embrace

Curtains swaying with all the windows closed

Energy fields carrying the dreams 

Planted seeds popping up 

Fruit tree bliss 

Long lines in the harvest 

Capitulate anything that isn’t for you

To make it a trigger inside a trigger 

Pulling until the vanishes

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