I look up and I see her
Her hair is moving with the soft wind as she glides
Upon the path beside the ocean
Where the rocks meet the crashing waves
It is a still and beautiful morning
With every step she takes
Her shoulders are straighter
Finally taking care of herself
In ways she could not find to do before
Her mind used to be so troubled
So sad and so confused
Anxiety of people
Who could not see her and never understood
The heart of gold within her
Just wanting to find home
Wanting family and friends
But born to grow out of
And into new dimensions
So misunderstood
Ahead of her time
But I look at her now
And I see her placid face
As she stops to stare
And absorb the sunrise
On the hilltop by the sea
Where it all comes together
No more fear
Only resolve
To build the dreams she thought had died
There is a knowing now
The past is gone
Every failed attempt forgiven
And gratitude for the lessons learned
The path will be rocky
The ground will shift about
But shes found her balance
The core of who she really is
Not clouded by doubt and fear
She was there all the time
Buried under the weight
Of others fears
Too many tears were shed
The ground was made soft by them
And they were not wasted
As they softened her heart
And made it pliable and ready
To be authentic
Full of faith
The kind that moves mountains
That inspires others to step out
It will be magical
Surrounded by mystery
But beautiful and free
Just as she is
The sun has risen
It’s fury and energy she absorbs
As she breaths deeply
Time to move now
So much to be done
Making up for lost years
She takes flight
Spreading her wings
Rising high into the sky
I watch till she is out of sight
I close my eyes and I am there
All my parts merge
Infant, child, teen, young, aging
Time is short
But it will be valued and not wasted
It will yield the fruit of my labor
It’s time
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With every passing decade I learn
I grow from the experiences
Hardship or Triumph
Makes no difference
They both produce fruit
Because I am watching
Observing the actions and responses
Feeling my soul deep inside
How else to measure the growth
But to look into others eyes
Hear their words
Or lack of them
Do they turn to me
Or fall away
Was it me
Or was it them
The question ensues
Does it matter
Do they matter
To my happiness
To my sense of self worth
Years come and go
Don’t want the insanity
Of doing the same thing
Expecting different results
Every time my eyes see something new
I am growing
Epiphanies, and A-ha moments
Make me want to let go of things sooner
When they hold me back
Gripping onto past beliefs
Causes rigor mortis
The soul becomes stiff and totally unpliable
This I fear the most
I see it among those I have loved
Must not carry the dead weight
Do all you can to resurrect
To keep alive and well
But if you fail you must leave behind
Those who will not grow
And do not want you to either
Keep safe in a quarantine
Those you treasure
Who see you and reciprocate the love
The reason to live
And to strive for more
Bring them in close
But let them be free to fly whenever they must
For they are as you are
Singular snowflakes
The fingerprints of God
Cannot control or manage
Create the circle
Around your tribe
Keep it secret, keep it safe
Let the circus go by
Don’t let them in
Don’t infect the purity
Where one for all and all for one
Is not polluted by thieves
Masquerading as angles of light
They cannot see
Nor do they understand
What you have is beyond what they can see
So do not fear, but do not draw near
To those fascinating performers
Go to the circus to be inspired
But don’t bring it home
Keep your circle safe
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Mother Nature takes her own sweet time
Plan what you will
Expect what you want
But there is no denying who’s in charge
All creation cries out
So the story goes
And so it is
The magnificent event
Is a common one
But there is nothing ordinary
About snowflakes
And fingerprints
What a mystery
What a miracle
Each and every one
None commonplace
Each an opportunity
To change the world
As we know it
From invisible
To physical
We are transformed
By new birth
By the shift
The universe
Turns it’s eye on us
And gives the gift of life
For a time
Embrace the wonder
And the chance
To right the wrongs
And build kingdoms
That will endure
None so significant
As the bond between
Family and those we adopt
To expand and contract
To push through
The tunnel so tight
So hard to maneuver
Will not remember the journey
From womb to air
Screams of pain
From Mother to child
Everything will change
Break out the champagne
Light the cigars
It’s going to be a celebration
A toast to the joy
That is in my soul
After the anguish
Comes the peace
And the welcome
Of angels and men
Oh what a magnificent
Mysterious thing
To be a woman
Who bears a child
Who will become
A bridge
Between those
On separate sides
Push and breathe
Bear down
To bring to the world
The gift of life
As I wait
The anticipation
Is stirring my soul
from mother to daughter
She a mother
Making the world
Brick by brick
I am blessed among women
As I wait in wonder
For this special delivery
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I stand back and am amazed
By things I do not understand
Those who have tread upon paths I have not
Who learned lessons I do not know or understand
I am willing to see
Albeit sometimes It makes me faint
I do not know if I can catch up
You know so much
I am so far behind
But I grasp with my heart
Bypassing my mind
Cannot control what I do not understand
But open I remain
Knowing I want to know more
Aware of my deficiencies
Wanting so much more out of life
Like a magic bean planted at night
Growing up and through the clouds
I want to climb that vine
I am curious and hungry
There is a world out there
Filled with mystery and wonder
Don’t want to get tangled up
In a mess of my own making
Time is of the essence
When youth has passed you by
Must make quicker choices
To alter the course of each decision
Life has a way
Of setting the stage
Just walk on out on it
Or sit in the audience
The choice is ours
Don’t hesitate too long
Wonderland awaits
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Us and Them
Truly words to make you stop
Think about the meaning
Shall we stay here in the USA
Or is the world the platform
To try to understand the dilemma
We battle and set to war
Everyday a quagmire
Each to their own understanding
So sad but so true
We cannot control the perceptions
Nor the responses to
Differentials between us
Some say
Lets talk this through
Their faith or their egos ensue
To try to persuade
But this is delusion
I cannot move you
You may sway me, perhaps
But I am a seeker
Not like others
Who are set in ways
That need to be deconstructed
But that may not happen
My youth is gone
I am no longer an idealist
As far as believing that
I may train you to understand
All I can do is live it out
If possible without words
The truth about Love
About P E A C E
About the traits that unite
Rather than divide
So hard to accomplish
But I will not waver
My path only gets stronger
To see clearer
To love deeper than my own wants
I learned to forgive
It shall continue
But in truth
Must let go of
Those who will never catch up
They held me like a kite
But I cut myself free
From so many
Without malice
But just so I could learn to fly
With abandonment
I know a language I cannot speak
But am fluent in
It is spoken from my heart
To anyone who can hear it
And if you do not have
Ears to hear
Then you will fade away
But to those who understand
We know what we see
We bypass anger
In its place we wait
To hear the voice
Who calls to us
Speaks of timelessness
And eternity
Of ways not known to others
It is the common denominator
That drives us
No longer the fight
Or the differences that divide us
Must help, must inspire
Must unleash the power
To do good
And not evil
Come to the table
It is set
Dine with Us
And let there be no more Them
Might be a dreamer
But it is the road set before me
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Ideas awaken the mind
Creativity flows in the wee hours
Most are sleeping
I’m awake
Connecting dots
Between past and future
I am the gateway
Here in this present moment
I decide what to leave in
What should be shed like a skin
Past is gone but it teaches
Future can be wildly exciting
If only I choose right
Which way to go
Before the sunrises to meet me
I will dream with no ceiling
No one to tell me it’s not possible
The world is full of wonder
Creations of maker and minds
All things are possible
To those who believe
Who grasp at imaginations
And plant them to grow
Just till the soil
Water and protect
The sun will do the rest
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From conception to 8 years of age
The brain develops at lightning speed
We are led, as in a hypnotic trance
At the mercy of others guidance
What we feed it, will grow
Starve what you do not want to live there
What we do then and from there
Makes us who we are body and soul
The mind is the power behind the life
A treasure not to waste
Each as unique as a snowflake
Completely set apart
No wonder we can feel lost and alone
No one knows who we really are
It’s true
That’s why we need history with people
Makes us remember the times
Which developed where we came from
This is the gift of celebration
So many want to forget
The loss and pain of it
Turns our hearts from celebrating
And to ignoring the pain
But we must remember
We choose what we feed ourselves
We all see from our own vantage point
Standing on a mountaintop
An engineer, an artist and a marketer
View the sun rising over the divide
The engineer equates and produces data
The artist sees the light and hues
The marketer finds a way to capitalize
All have seen the same thing
Through different lens
Do not argue your point of view
Instead realize they all point to the same thing
Each a gift to bring together
The compilation is the full bodied truth
No one stands out as the authority
When all see only what is given to them to see
Can’t you see
That it is in coming together
That we expand our vision
Focus on the common denominator
Not on being heard
Share what you know
In a spirit of humility
Open the door for others
To find a new way
To live and not to stagnate
We must push the barriers of our thinking
Sometimes knock them down
Be careful who you let in
Who you buy into
To become transformed
You must breathe clean air
Ingest no toxins
To resist infections
Take the time to view beauty
To cleanse your thoughts
To not ruminate on the negative
But instead
Fill yourself with positivism and love
Be wise however
There are sharks and scorpions where you swim and walk
Align yourself with others who can hoist you up
Fill your cup
Make it so you overflow
From all the nature, music and art
You absorb and pour out
Grow and feed others
Find your voice, your heart
Be a warrior who does not even have to fight
Win without force
Find a way in
To expand and break away
The crust of society
Bloom and grow
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Free At Last
There is a time for everything under the sun
There are decades and eras
They bring with them trials
Tragedies and Triumphs
The best of times
The worst of times
The lessons learned
To only give up when the ship
Will take you down
So you must jump
Jump and the Universe will catch you
Stubbornness may serve you
Or it may drown you
Choose wisely
What will be is up to you
Every decision
However labored it may come
To you may be a blessing or a curse
Trust your gut
Build your mind
Prepare the way
To happiness and fulfillment
You are the canvas
You are the artist
It is a collaboration between
You and your Maker
And those you allow to touch you
You have the power
Now understand this
Don’t rent space in your head to
Strangers with questionable intent
Those who torment or dominate
You can kick them out
You can say no to that negative stream
Do not let polluted waters touch you
Do not wade in that water
Wade instead in the waters that cleanse
To the stream that leads to the crystal clean lake
Ride the wave
Soar into the air
Spin and fly
And when they try to catch you
Cut yourself free
They do not understand
They are afraid to lose you as their source
Of kindness, energy and love
But you need fuel too
Find those who will love you
Find those who GET YOU
Find those for whom
Everyday is an adventure
Who will open doors for you and you for them
Into the magical world of mystery
People forget
They forget to remember
To believe as a child
To see beauty and excitement
So many in prison
You used to break them free
At your own expense
Now set yourself free
And inspire those you love
To do the same
Just go for it
No holding back
That’s what NEW means
Shed the old skin
Grow the new
It’s time
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Somehow nostalgia gripped me tonight
I remembered things best forgotten
But all those memories brought me here today
I had made a breakthrough yesterday
I realized secrets of the heart
Not clouded anymore by fear
Doubt or worry
When the heart is open
And the mind is too
It is a powerful tool for advancement
In a world that rewards
For all the wrong reasons
And sometimes for the right
I am seeking no reward
But rather I am guided by PEACE
The true guide to all that lasts
To all that conquers evil
To all that the imagination quests for
In that still place one feels itself through
And the knowledge of knowing
That every step taken
Can be felt on the soles of ones feet
In the nostrils as the fragrance of change
Inspires and draws further
The soul that will not be conquered
As it should not be before its time
Will not be because it knows
That a greater purpose is the aim
One always out of reach
But in patience
And with pursuit can overcome
All that lies ahead
There is power in knowing
And seeing with the minds eye
Trust once established becomes
The chauffeur, the companion
So, even if I remember what once I chose to forget
There must be a reason
No more worry
Just going for the ride
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A mustard seed is the most humble of all
So small, so unassuming
It does not know that its destiny is to be GREAT and TALL
When it fell to the ground it worried
Many birds came and ate many seeds
But this little seed had a destiny
It was trampled upon
Dirt covered it
Darkness consumed it
It wondered whether
It would have been better to have been
Eaten by the birds
Long it sat in darkness wondering
And learning patience by waiting
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Little lost orphan
Abandoned to the wild west
Strong from survival
Sleep was hard to find
When you always had to watch your back
And your front
It was tiring to look both ways while stealthily walking
Sometimes running and climbing
To get out of harms way
Many fights and accidents
There was no north star in view
There were others on the path
Somehow they fell off to one side
Or another
Following their own call
There was such a famine of kindness
It came in spurts
Friends for a season
Separated by force
More danger to come
The orphans heart was searching for home
So hard to not know where it was
“Are You My Mother?” said the baby bird
No, no, no, no
Where do I belong
But the call grew stronger
To find and not to search
But it was still out of reach
However, lest the orphan lose heart entirely
The world of black and white was shattered
By the sunrises and sunsets now appearing
This color was both fuel and fire
Another treacherous day accomplished by
Consuming the Universes’ artworks
On display for all
Seen by few
When you are full you don’t need to eat
When you are starving
You are ravenous for beauty
To color your soul
To make you powerful
To search another day
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Then one day there is a crackling sound
So faint and totally unseen to the world
Done in darkness, underground
It is a sound not heard but felt
In the soul of the seed
Now waking up and realizing
Why all the darkness was necessary
There is a slow slithering sound
As a green shoot breaks the hardened shell
It winds and twists and unravels itself so quickly
As it slides through the ground and rises to meet the sun
Stretching and growing to the size of a small tree
What once was a speck on your finger
Now massive in comparison
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The orphan comes to rest
Under the leaves of this mustard tree
And hears the story from the source
“I was once as small as a tiny dot” said the tree
“Who is speaking to me?” said the shocked orphan
“Trees can’t talk!”
Laughing the happy tree said
“You’ve N O idea what magical things can happen
So I will tell you
I was once so small and frightened
Thought I would be eaten by birds
Trampled underfoot was I
Covered in darkness I sat
Wondering why I should ever be here
If only to be so alone and afraid
Then just a little while ago
My mind was awakened by the mighty
Sound of my own growth
All this time I felt I was a mistake
An unhappy universal accident
But when I was growing so fast
So did my thoughts
I saw the mysteries of the Universe
They were revealed to me
So you must be as I
Since I was told that someone would sit under me
And I would be able to talk
I didn’t even know what that was
Until you came to me and sat under my giant leaves
My branches stretched out in worship
The light was transforming me so fast I felt such joy
It was stored up in my like a tornado
I heard a voice say to me
That ‘you will speak and she will hear you’
I’ve been waiting for you
Now let me tell you what the darkness meant
And about the work it did on my heart and mind
I thought I was abandoned but I was being built
The sorrow I felt was nothing in comparison
To the joy that I have now
I was dead but now I am transformed
I am alive as you can see
Now I am to tell you
You have been lost but will be found
You have been blind but you will see
Keep pressing on
You do not know where you are going
You will see when you arrive
That all along you were being led
Your sorrows will end
Your joy will come
Just as the sun rises and sets for you
Only you will be the sun rising
You will be the light for others
Just as I was just for you
Now I see those drops coming from your eyes
Notice I have caught everyone of them
See that leaf of mine
See the pool there
Look now into the water of your own tears
You will see your reflection”
And the mustard tree laughed a full belly laugh
As the orphan stared at her own reflection
In a pool of her own tears
She gasped as she saw others’ reflections behind her laughing with the tree
She was shocked
She cried so hard and felt such deep pain
But something was different about the pain this time
This was a pain deeper and more profound
As she watched one after another come into view behind her
She turned her head to see if they were standing there
There was no one there
In her haste she bumped the leaf and it spilled all her tears to the ground
“Oh NO!” she gasped
Fear gripped her as she felt all was lost to her again
All her tears were being consumed by the ground
The tree was silent as she sadly watched the orphan grab the dirt
And weep and cry out in anguish
Curled up in a ball time passed until the tears were no more
And the silent girl gave up the fight
The tree waited and could not speak a word that wasn’t given to it
After many hours a small voice parted the girls lips
“Why, why did you show me something
I cannot see anymore
Who were those people
They looked like me somehow
I felt I knew them but we have never met
I cannot go on now without seeing them
They looked like home to me
And now I am such a klutz
And I can’t live without them, I shall die here”
The tree was silent, no words were coming to it
The tree was sad but knew now how to wait
The girl slept for 3 days under the watchful branches of the tree
One morning the sun rose so brilliantly
It woke the weary girl from her deep slumber
Slowly she sat up and leaned breathlessly against the tree
Colors flooded the sky and she gasped
Her broken heart was beating so loudly
She could hear the sound of it
She rose up and an energy rushed through her so greatly
She ran into the field as fast as she could
She was choking and gulping in air
Heaving she stopped, her body fell limp to the ground
Brilliantly the sun rose
Her chest lifted up and rays of light beamed upon it
The warmth spread through her
She heard crackling sounds
And slithering sounds
Her mind was filled with great thoughts
She saw planets and earth and sky
She saw life form from nothing to great things
She understood things without having words
Great shoots of green vines were growing through
Her heart into the ground
And up to the sky
Reaching for the sun
She was becoming a great and powerful tree
So great and rapid was her growth
That the mightiness of her
Was seen for miles and miles
Then it stopped…
The sun was in the sky, the colors gone
They were her DNA, trapped in her cells
She waited and watched only hearing
The sound of the wind through her branches
Swaying in the breeze
PEACE spread through her core
Many sunrises and sunsets came and went
As she listened to the words of generations
Spoken only to her heart
She never slept, she did not need to sleep
She grew in understanding of all she was
Why was immaterial
She had no more questions
But she had answers
She could not understand how she knew
But she did
She waited in peace
It did not matter what for
Until one day they came
From the north, south
East and West
Owls of every kind lit in her branches
She was filled with them
Each one left her with a story
She listened with her heart and said nothing
After its story was through the owl would leave
One by one
Until they were all gone
And the sun set
The tree fell asleep in the dark
When the sun rose in the morning
The girl found herself lying in a meadow of tall grasses on a bed of moss
She rose to find herself a woman
No longer a child
No longer a tree
And she saw a path that stretched out before her
Now she set her foot to it
Not alone as she once thought
But surrounded by a pool of her ancestors
Guided by a heart and soul fueled by love
By understanding
That she did not need to know why anymore
She just knew
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I don’t care where you are in the food chain
Or on the social plane
From mole to elephant
From shark to sloth
There lies one truth
All desire to live free
All want to feel safe
The hierarchy of needs must be met
In order to reach the highest level
Of pure, unadulterated creativity
One’s true self uncovered
By shedding survival mode
By focusing ones attention
On that just out of reach concept
Meditating on the potential
The thought that started it off
That merged with the gut instinct
Wanting desperately to reach the pinnacle
Where it all comes together
Where the excess is shed
The fluff not needed
The purest form of thought
Of creativity not distracted by angst
Where the reason for existence
Comes into view
It takes training few will attempt
Much too easy to be complacent
How many will find their destiny
How many will leave while it is dark
To forage and find
The soul cries for renewal
It is silenced by addictions
Walls are constructed
To silence the call
Weapons are developed
To silence the prophets
Who will hear the call
Who will wake up when the night comes
Who will rise and dress
In wardrobes which define
The will of the souls intent
Held back by those who sleep
When they should wake up before the night comes
Work to find the meaning while it is day
For the light is a gift to see
The routines are set
The pace is insane
The world it whizzes by
But things will not stay the same
They will change on a dime
Leave us all strewn and trapped
We are naive and divided
As families, friends and nations
The media paints our minds
We speak no longer from the source
Time to search the heart
We are not all the same yet we are all equal
Time to find what we came here for
Set our eyes upward
Focus on what is important
Before the night comes
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My muse and friend, the owl.
You know you’ve had a gap
A limp a lisp
A deficit
Before you know it
It seems just by chance
You brush up against
A piece you did not expect
It takes a while to realize
Your walk is smoother
Your speech is clearer
Everything seems easier
What is here now
You’ve never had before
Amazing to find
You rolled right onto it
That piece you did not have
Now everything moves faster
Everything is easier
So now its time
To rock and roll
There’s so much to see
Adventures await
Come on Boots
Start walking!
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Girl on a path