Hazy Acres

Bold this moment 

In a sleeve that’s tucked with feathers

Fitting for a gold rush

To wait or believe there is not such a thing 

They say don’t give up in everything that finds me

You take the message 

Let it wither away while remaining firm 

Believe in trusting the you shedding all the fickle pawns

Art is not a place for safety 

Solitude is where we grow

To share with others

As they enter and exit  

In a world dying with life 

Sounds on top of a tipping point 

When it fell the entire world went silent 

The its over is never so bright 

To let go of a former version 

Flying in the sun 

Laying just ahead of their mixed truth 

I’ve seen your face in the symptoms 

And in others as well 

Intuition continues to knock for an opening 

Furthering the identity of nothing 

Build a home in it 

Light paper and wood and your trinkets 

Say goodbye like the shadow infringes 

What is a quiet mind 

The new mantra to wake it up 

Hold the sparrow in a black fabric 

Watch as it turns to yellow and orange 

Breathe through the invisible words

I see your shadow 

I feel your natural vibrations when you look at me 

Strangers 

Friends who could imagine as imagination carves its future 

Limitless time through a window 

The pear tree will fruit this year 

Clearly a message to eat more from the garden 

Let randomness win sometimes

Just to remember the loss of control 

Without giving in to losing yourself 

Such a trick  

To a place where you have no idea what you want 

Maybe a higher consciousness 

Confusion could be another way to describe content 

Could be the message that all is where it should be 

Whatever that means 

As it will always be as it should be 

Where you are