Hazy Acres

Do you see those two places

Might be what is sensed 

While here doing this thing

Feeling an opening 

Seeing more

Or less to not define 

4 eyes, no 6

And clear pathways that roll 

Up and over and up

Might be why this pull occurs

And never lets go

Even in the slightest reminders 

A sense of not this place 

Listening as a simple witness

Open to exposing 

Looking deeper 

4 eyes, no 6 

I can be the actor you need me to be

And do the things you need me to 

As my other eyes are free and away from you 

I can watch the sand be still 

And the random wild flowers speak 

As I turn down a road of concrete 

Next to the littering humanity 

I can smile at the neighbor dog

As I smile at my other guiding lights 

Move just slightly to change the energy 

Both places 

One is a blink 

The other requires yelling 

No need to make sense of it 

4 eyes, no 6 

With all the opposites 

As you’ve taught me not knowing 

Or doing 

Along this open path with barbed wire 

It will get louder 

And as soft as fresh skin 

Being in the stir

Giving or taking it in 

Silently

While its busy somewhere else 

I am here

Always here 

4 eyes, no 6