Coming Into Yourself

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Something in the way

The world around me has shifted

There is a reckoning in my mind

A calculation of time passed and time yet to come

It’s flying by, swirling all around me

I am the summation of my experiences

I am the projection of my energies

Looking out the window of my conscience

I know that every moment coming counts

Waste not, want not

Time has been squandered far too much

Staying here, in this moment

I can feel the passion I have for my loved ones

That love fuels me to press on and reach up

There is more, so much more

And I want to follow the trail that leads me to it

Ambition to expand and contract

Thoughts heat up, thoughts cool down

All creation begins with thought

If you pay too much attention

The thoughts of others will act as a firehose

Washing away your own

Leaving you empty and lost

We are creators

We expand our horizons when we take risks

We contract our worlds when we live in fear

Maximize and minimize

Until the confidence comes

When your curiosity of others opinions

Replaces your fears of their thoughts

When you know your own mind

All things come into focus

Take that shot

The one where you can see all the detail

The one taken by your minds eye

When it uses a macro lens

All the details become clear

The blur is gone

Time, is really the driver

It can heal and it can take away

So grab ahold of the toggles

Steer your parachute

Think about where you want to land

Jump, aim yourself , fly

Soar weightlessly through the sky

Enjoy the ride

Just make sure you

Land on your feet

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Happy Birthday Barney…

After the storm

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The winds are violent

Shifting the desert sand

Transforming the landscape

Erasing the footprints and pathways

A totally new landscape appears after the storm

The valleys and hills have shifted

What once was low is high

The hills brought low by force

Direction is now impossible to discern

Only the sun can reveal

Like a hurricane which has removed the landscape

Leaving souls homeless

So does the desert wind

Everything built dismantled

Standing in the aftermath of destruction

The sun rises and sets on the lost souls

Empty and ready for deliverance

A future not expected now must be imagined

Fear having struck the survivors

They await deliverance from an external source

But it must come from within this time

Many sunrises and sunsets come and go

Still the emptiness of grief and longing

Grip the hearts of those devastated

The dark night of the soul turns to weeks

And deep inside a silence ensues

It has been doing its work

All shred of the past has disappeared

Now a fresh slate has been created

Like a canvas ready for the artist it waits

Until the survivors embrace the newness

Until their minds open up

Like a flower ready to receive the dewdrops

The mind must accept and open

Life is a precarious thing

Once the grip of the memories pass

And the expectation of the future appears

The soul receives great vision

Things which otherwise could not be seen

It is a gift to walk so closely with destruction

Bowled over by her power

One can now see the benefits of such tearing down

A fresh start, a new day appears

One such soul waits for the sun to rise over the horizon

With new expectations

With new hope

What will this sunrise reveal

Here it comes

Standing on the top of a rock

Overlooking the sea

This is the spot she came to

A long journey has brought her here

She walked the long road

She climbed high on this hill

Made of rock. she stood upon solid rock

And the power of it resonated in her

Giving her strength

And there it came

The rising of the fire

The sun rose straight into her heart

The artist took the brush

Filled with the colors of life

She reached for the canvas

This new composition

This new life

Is ready to be born

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Endurnace Pushes

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Endurance pushes

Like a willful child

Through the wanting and the wailing

Through the “Nos” and the “Maybe’s”

Past the tears and the “Why’s”

Through the silence and the suffering,

The sobs and the hiccupping

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Time passes, days and weeks and months and years

The wanting stays but mostly sleeps like an adolescent with a fever

Still sometimes rousing, but groggy and quiet

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Endurance awakes when the shadows of discontent pass

Stretching and breathing and standing and walking

Until the door finally opens and the want that once was is no longer a craving

But a gift to be given which once was held back

And now having been received is once again, given away.

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*A poem I wrote in the early 80’s in response to reading my brother Jeremy’s book of poems..

It’s good to remember what should never be forgotten.

I salute my memories and those I have created them with…

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My muse and friend, the owl.

Wild Thing

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You were born with a fire in your spirit

Like a wild fire that needed to be tamed

You cannot explain it, you cannot contain it

So you run like the wind

Wherever you feel it you go

The excitement of the chase fills the void

But it never satisfies your longing

Your world has crashed down around you

And you have been building a wall

It’s not safe anymore

Everyone seems to have morphed

Right before your wide eyes open

A nightmare came to pass

Not one but a series

Brick by brick you are building a fortress

Deeper and deeper you dig your holes

All that energy has to come out somehow

Its hard to trust and to remember

The way things were before

When the ground beneath your feet was solid

Not shifting sands of disappointment

The cynic is forming

Growing like a weed in an unattended garden

It’s hard to keep an eye on things

When you are always running away

You feel betrayed and disillusioned

Must stay in control of the voices in your head

The voices of ones you once knew and trusted

Are painful when they express ignornace

Can anyone see you

You turn to strangers to find meaning

Wisdom and safety

But its a wild world, Wild Thing

There are bits and pieces of truth

Locked in words around the world

Revealed in experiences, which you have had many

But some are born to be powerful

That power, to be effective, must be controlled

Lest it burn down the house

Clarity is all you need

To see love and kindness

And to offer forgiveness

Remember all those times of laughter and love

Your tribe adores you

Come home

See the lion lay down with the lamb

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My muse and friend, the owl.
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My Solar Plexus

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Vortex Woman.. by Sarah Hale Folger

The vortex

That hole in the middle of my chest

Is it fire, is it water

Whirling fluid or air

A whirlpool, a whirlwind

It feels like a waterfall

Like broken glass

Shattered and falling into me

My heart is too extended

Filled with thoughts of all my children

My grandchildren

My father, my mother,

My brothers, their families

And the pain is just love

Loving too much, Feeling too much

Ah, but this helps me to know I am alive

I am here, walking through this moment

Right NOW

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I look out at the vast horizon

I am given eyes to see deep inside my heart

I’m laughing, then crying

Oh to have lived such a vast life

So many experiences, so different

A recipe from generations before me

In my blood and the marrow of my bones

All the lessons along the way I have absorbed

The ones my offspring are creating now

They are swirling in my heart and mind

Like the sea and the sky

Vast are my thoughts

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I look to the future

As I ride up in my breathe

Breathing deeply

Careful to be thankful not just for the great

But the horrible

Nothing really matters

Only right now matters

In this moment I can imagine

I can create from my intuition

The next moment will come

I want to string them together

I want to build my next step

And look forward to the one after that

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I close my eyes and I can see

A new river is flowing

I accept the things I cannot change

I turn away from where I once stood and stared

Instead I look forward and see

A rapidly forming landscape

I can feel the wonder, the magic

It awaits me as I forge forward

My strength will come

From the river that flows to and thru

My solar plexus

That complex system of radiating nerves

Racing through my mind and body

In the pit of my stomach

I have a knowing

Call it faith

My heart is my own

Left it open too long

Things flew in there

They’ve been hard to get rid of

The vortex is flushing itself clean

It’s that magical river

Turning its favor on me

Grow girl G R O W

Sooth that sympathetic nervous system

Time to do right by yourself

Oh the things yet to be done

The future is calling to me

And I answer

Here I come

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She was lost

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I was sitting right there as she hurried by

She was looking for her mother

A grown woman now

With a worried look on her face

She had the weight of the world upon her shoulders

She wanted to show her mother

All the things that she had done

But most of all she wanted time

“Look Mom” she wanted to say

“Have I done well?

I want you to see me

Do you see me?”

I shot up with a start

“Here I am, you just walked right by me.

Of course I can see you!!

Can you see me? I want you to see me!!”

But as she scanned the people nearby

She didn’t seem to recognize me

Then her eyes settled on me.

Yes, I said, I am right here! It’s me, Mom!”

For a full minute we just stared at each other

“No, you aren’t my mother.. you look like her

It’s kind of weird, in fact it’s downright disturbing

I’m looking for my mom and you aren’t her!”

“I am your mother!” I said

But these words only pierced her heart

Frustrated we parted ways

As she walked away I noticed

That parts of me were breaking off

And falling all around me

Like glass my chest shattered

And I fell into a deep trance

I was taken back to a time

When my mother was always looking for hers

I would sometimes say to her

“Mom, I’m your daughter, I’m right here.

Can we focus on me?”

Most times she couldn’t see me

In fact, I felt invisible

She was lost

Even though she’d been found

Alway’s looking for her mother

Who left her when she was a wee child

She did not have the words I needed

Her mind was otherwise engaged

The mind chatter deafening her to my calls

All my feeble attempts failed

But there were true moments of bliss

Like after I gave birth for the first time

She came to see me

When she walked into the bedroom

I thought she would scoop up my baby

But to my absolute delight

She came to me first

As I lay there sweating and exhausted

She kissed me on my forehead

She looked into my eyes

She was smiling

It was probably the most powerful moment of my life

It is a labyrinth, this life

Filled with pain and pleasure

Sorrow and joy

Captivity and freedom

But this must be pursued

One must truly desire love

In all it’s meanings

One must always chase it

It’s in nature, it’s in a word

Or a deed, an act of kindness

In a look..

But we get lost oftentimes

It’s a learned behavior…

So when you’re lost

Remember you can be found

Walk through the portal

There is light at the end of the tunnel

My hand is reaching out to you

To pull you up out of your despair

You are weary from the battle

It’s time to come home

Let’s not end up like some

Who wait a lifetime

I have carved a shortcut for you

I have swallowed the pain

I have digested it

I have been poisoned by it

But I lived through it

And now I can see

It is not about me

And it’s all about me

Every lesson from every mother

Handed down in DNA

Passed on prejudices and fears

Hopes and dashed hopes

Dreams and magic..

Remember my love

We are not like everyone else

We are super heroes

With super powers

But coming from the island

Of misfit toys

We are broken and chipped

And weird and different

But blessed with hearts and minds

To change the world

So when you come back to me I will show you

I was lost, but now I am found

I was blind, but now I see

Only in part, we none of us can fully

Until we come face to face

With the glorious creator of us all

When the fear and confusion dissipate

Now I know how the creator feels

Arms stretched out

Just waiting to be seen

Waiting for us to see

“Look at what I’ve done!

I’ve done all this for you!

Because I was lonely so I built a world

And more worlds

And everything in them

And I saved the best for last

I made you!!!

And it has been my great joy

And my hugest sorrow.

I am crippled by the want of your love

That you should see me, and know me

Come to me

You who are heavy burdened

And I will give you rest

Rest from your worries and troubles

I will pour into you so much love

That you will not be able to contain it

But I will wait..

There is a veil between us

Shifting shadows are what you see

Go dip in the muddy river

It’s time to open your eyes

This world offers much anxiety

Which causes the mind to dig holes

Black holes, we can fall into

Must be careful to grow lots of tendrils

Toward light and love

Healing comes when the search is over

Rest now, I AM here

Listen to the song in your heart

Make space to hear it

It’s a song of hope and peace

I wrote a verse in that song

Just for you

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Wake up Your Soul

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So often we only glimpse at our dreams

Like a vapor they dissipate

Giving way to the mundane tasks

And even things we love

Like chasing after a rabbit in the woods

We trip on fallen logs and roots hidden under leaves

Our hearts race after the prize

But a bell is ringing

It’s time to go home

A place where others thoughts are expressed

Our thoughts are mingled and often lost

While we entertain the thoughts of those around us

Sometimes they inspire us to go deeper or wider

Expanding our perspective

Other times we lose our trail

It is with a persistency we must stay focused

For a time and for a season

In order to accomplish our greatest soulwork

Our creations that come from our depths

So burn the midnight oil

Or wake up before dawn when no others will distract you

And wake up your soul

The work has yet to be done that you wish to leave behind

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Fragile, Handle with Care

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“Mine Eyes Have Seen” by Sarah Hale Folger

Waking up in a sweat

Her heart racing, the pulsing of blood running though her veins

She hears a train in her head

Taking in her surroundings she assesses

She is in a safe place, no reason to fear

Barefoot she walks to the window and climbs out on the ledge

Breathing deeply she watches the birds busy at work

The sun is rising and she drinks in the colors

The power of the early morning in nature

It is her medicine, only nature truly heals

So many years have passed since she lived in horror

Surviving and hiding and keeping secrets

She ought not to have done so, but she was just a kid

She wonders what it would have been like to always feel safe

Without a care in the world to go after ones dreams

Backed by family, friends and trustworthy people

How many years has she spent trying to forget

Hiding the pain and the shame and the guilt

Others had had their way, but not entirely

She became a warrior at such a tender age

A fighter, one who sees in the darkness

As though it were light outside

Just as the owl does

Silent in flight

Seeing the vermin crawling on the ground

A parallel universe existing in real time

Unable to focus, she used to detach and float away

Her imagination so vivid and real

Creating a place to run and hide within her mind

Sometimes up a tree

She learned she could escape from her anxiety

By creating her art and teaching others how

Who could she trust

Why couldn’t she speak about these things

The power was not within her at the time

She longed to feel loved and safe so much

It sometimes felt as though she was having a heart attack

Her mind was trapped in a prison

Until one day, many moons later

She came upon a child in the woods

The child was crumpled by a tree, sobbing and consumed

She leaned down beside her and gently spoke

“Little girl, why are you crying?”

And when the child slowly turned her tear stained face to look

Their eyes met and they both inhaled in wonder

Time stood still as the universe swirled around them

Embracing them in a warm breeze

And the scent of spring flowers

The woman reached out her hand and the girl reached back

Standing face to face the woman through tears of her own

Smiling wide she told the girl

“I have found you, you are no longer lost.

I will never let go of you again.

I will protect you, and teach you, and keep you safe.”

Together they walked hand in hand smiling

Their hearts felt light and clean

Their minds rapidly untangling

The woman hugged the child and she melted into her

Because she was her

The woman was healing her inner child

The age of pain and suffering was passing

Ushering into real time was peace and power

And a voice inside her head told her

“I will rise you up above the ashes of your pain.

You have grown wise, your will to survive

will now turn to thriving.”

For all of those who have felt the pain

Who have faced evil and prevailed

May the light of love and God shine in your hearts

There is a river whose maker is God

Go there and bath in the healing waters

For their is much evil in this world

It exists in the minds and hearts of men

Who have lost their souls

For the want of lust and power

They seek the innocent to steal its very essence

They may have stolen yours too

But you can find it in the river of life

Wash away the filth and come out clean

You are worthy to receive the gift of love

Of peace and of power over your own destiny

This life is yours

Let go of it all and reach for what you want

Let it be with a pure heart that you seek it

Not from anger and pain

You will get what you give

Don’t accept any offerings that pollute your peace

Instead, create your own path

And make it beautiful and powerful

You will inspire hope and joy

Healing, and peace if you can do this

And you can…

“I think I can,

I think I can,

I think I can…

I knew I could,

I knew I could,

I knew I could.”

I know YOU CAN

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Setting Sail!

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Freedom comes when the search is over…

Its been such a long time

So caught up was I in seeking the feeling of home

It’s been a labryinth trying to get to you

Across the universe inside my head

Ruminating, contemplations that led nowhere

Was all the trouble worth it

The mental dissection of potential outcomes

Scenarios without tangibles

Imaginations, dreams and nightmares

The struggle was real

The truth is as I navigate through this tunnel

And finaly reach my destination

A new set of mazes will appear

It is clear to me why

I cannot settle to rest while the world awaits

So much of me yet to discover

So much time has passed

I add newness whenever I can

I crave to get lost in my imagination

To come up with something that will inspire me

It will be the next chapter of my life

Change is good

It stretches the mind and expands your view

It fights against stagnation

Oh the things that have yet to be

With those I love and with new ones yet to come

A fresh start, a new beginning

Pull up the sail, the wind is blowing

The rudder is set

The navigation is precise

The destination is chosen

Imagine, just imagine

And embrace the possibilities

They are endless in this life

Take the leap of faith

Whatever it takes

Go get your life

That’s what I am about to do!

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Reign Over Fear

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My eyes fly open

I hear thunder rumbling

The curtains are blowing wildly in

I slip out the back door and I see

People are running

Some are bent over gasping

Tearful eyes meet mine and abruptly turn away

My heart feels strange

My mind opens wide

It’s too much

An energy source that is made of fear

I close my eyes and lift my hands to the sky

Words slip from my mumbling mouth

They flow so fast and come from the deep

My soul knows the way my mind can’t see

I set me feet to walking

I must seek refuge with the ancient trees

They are strong and their roots grow deep

They interconnect as they speak to eachother

It is here that I quiet my mind

In the presence of such greatness

Here is where the universe resides

We humans always mess it up

We fight, we train our minds for division

These trees support eachother

Through all the storms they stand tall

I rest under the boughs of a magificent Bowthorpe oak 

I will stay here for a while

There are lessons to be learned

I stare at the fires in the distant

I can feel my chest pounding

So I slow myself down

This anxiety will submit to my will

I will release it and be made strong

How did this all begin

It began with mans desire for power

It was fueled by propaganda

Without knowing the source of truth

Many claimed they were connected to the source

None of them agreed

So we were left to be tossed to and fro

Confusion leading to addiction and fear

Fighting and separation of loved ones and friends

I watched as this was coming

If you want to bring a nation down

You divide and conquer

Break the bonds that were once strong

Separate close families

Isolate and infuse with daily does of fear

Predictions of gloom and doom

We’ve lost ourselves

Our confidence has slipped

People freely spew their rage on social sites

Water seeking it’s own level

Why is noone questioning their own thoughts

Comply, agree or you are my enemy

Doesn’t seem like freedom

Seems like minds are poisoned

Since when did we hate our freinds for not agreeing

Since when did we cut ourselves off from family

Choosing sides, what sides

We are not like these trees

They interconnect their roots for life

They feed eachother

When a storm comes and a branch falls

Other trees nurture the wounded one

They represent unity

Not like us

We fight and disagree and throw poisonous darts

My mind is weary from the words and deeds

Evil has truly gripped mankind

But I know there is more good than evil

So I close my eyes and cleanse my mind

Every hurtful thing in me I let go of

Breathing slowing, stilling my mind

I bring every thought to the front

And I check them for darkness

I will expose my own thoughts to the light

For everyone who has hurt me

I forgive, I let the memory of it evaporate

I rise my mind higher as I cut off the pain

The offenses of others will not tether me to the ground

I was meant for something higher

As the wind circles around me it grows in intensity

I grip the roots of the tree and open my eyes to see

The trees are dancing wildly in the wind

I see an opening in a tree

It is a door I enter and find shelter

It is here I can feel the power of this tree

Power to stand against the storm

I lean my body against the trunk and feel it

I watch mankind rush through my mind

The haters, the abusers, the jealous

They are drinking from the cup that promises power

Souls are emptying into the void

They are filling with the thoughts that will own them

They are losing their souls and stealing the lives of the innocent

The illusion of separation is melting in me

I am coming home, breathing in the true power

I will believe now that their is hope yet

Even though I see fear has us in it’s grip

I believe in hope not naivity

So pour into me oh God of the universe

Maker of mankind and all that is

You are who I seek

The true power comes from you

It has love and peace as it’s source

I bring all that I know before this infinite source

For me and my household

I will guard in this secret place

Rain down on me oh Sacred Source

I give my mind to you and my heart

Speak to me and set me free

Separate me and bring me others

Others who seek this true power of love

Let truth be felt and not spoken

Let it guide me daily

Moment by moment

I’ve come so far, I know where to run

I am gifted with sight

My eyes only want to see you

Guide me out of this storm

Nurture and protect me

So that I may be the source for those I love

For all that you draw to yourself

Infinite promises you have made known

Speak to me all day long

Speak to me when I sleep

Let my brokeness allow me to hear you

And lead us all out of fear and into peace

Let your protection reign over us

My eyes will look for you in everything

I give myself entirely to you

Bring true power

To heal, to mend, to begin again

Come quickly, so much damage is being done

Only you can save us now

And you will

You will protect our minds and hearts

For all those who want peace

Run to the trees

Learn the lessons they teach

We are not alone, we have teachers all around us

I breath in the presence of the source of LOVE

I will not succomb to this evil and fear

I am cleansed now from all the pain

I am open to be guided by an unseen force

My cup is filling with peace and love

I thank the trees as I crawl out and stand up

I will walk back into this world

Not alone, never alone

I will reign over fear

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Words & Deeds

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They are like a stream that flows

One plus one equals two

Words add up when they are so many

Without thought we plunge into them

Struck by a feeling

We must respond

But instead we so often react

No thought before the river flows

Words build and tear down

They change the landscape

Relationships built and destroyed by them

Calculated and spontaneous

Struck by a feeling

Caused by a word or deed

Deeds are fruits of the mind

They can occur without spoken words

Sometimes they build

Sometimes they tear down

Sticks and stones

May break my bones

But words & deeds

May kill my soul

Or save my life

There is a discovery that must be sought

To realize a truth

It is my truth, it is yours

Wake up, Get up

Follow me as I turn and walk

Out the door, through the woods

On a path, steadily forging forward

Follow me please keep up

Don’t linger, it’s too important

Look up, we are climbing that moutain

Follow me, no more excuses

No more complaining

I don’t want to hear

You’ll wish you never spoke those words

When you see and know

You are tired and weak

It is from your words and deeds

And from others

It is from your thoughts

Still your mind with the rythym

Of your steps

Keep in step with me

You will have the power to keep up

Believe me, you must

I walk and climb

You walk and climb

The energy rises with the climb

Cause now you know

There will be a sight to see

Whats up there

Where am I taking you

Keep climbing, don’t stop to rest

There is no time to rest

Your life depends on this

Seeing what I am about to show you

Anticipation is building in you

Hope is rising in me

You are keeping up

Now it is the climb

It is steep and we are grabbing branches

Pulling ourselves up the steep rocks

Now fingers gripping the stone

You stopped, your chest is heaving

Tears are running down your face

Our eyes meet, I am high above you now

I read your thoughts

You are overwhelmed and you stop

Fear has gripped you

You feel paralyzed

Afraid of falling you lay your body

On the rock

You close your eyes

No words please

Just breath

Slow it down and wait a minute

There is a stirring and a clicking sound

You open your eyes to see a gazelle

Quickly she is coming up the mountain

She jumps and jumps

Up and up till she is by your side

You stare at her and she stares at you

Her nostrils pressing out her breathe

She nudges you and then takes off

You are infused by power

You watch her fly up the moutains rock

Your energy surges and you plunge higher

You grab and pull yourself up

Your breath is labored

I continue higher, you follow

Now I have rounded the top

You have only a few more feet

You stop and wait for the last step

Your eyes are wild with fear

You ask me why I brought you here

What will I see

I reach down, my hand reaches for yours

NO tell me you say, I must know

You will see the truth about all of us

You will find yourself

You will know

What your words have built

You will change

Now take my hand

Our hands grip

I yank you up to your feet

You hug me so tight and close your eyes

We wait until you are ready

Letting go you open your eyes

You see me staring at the view with tears

Sobbing and kneeling

It is too much to bear

So much beauty

So much destruction

You are staring at me

I turn to look at you

Our eyes meet

You are afraid to look

So I close my eyes and turn away

Slowly you turn

We are standing at the top

A 360 view awaits you

At first you can’t see clearly

Your eyes are searching

You are reading the view like a book

The view can be cloudly from up here

But while you wait it will clear

It is God’s way of revealing

Slowly as not to overwhelm

Truth is a powerful thing

So few find it

It is power and life to those who do

You are supposed to be one of those

Who see clearly

I am slowly turning and stopping and kneeling

My tears won’t stop

Because I see much more than you

I climb this moutain

Whenever I forget what I once knew

And when I see again

I am gripped by sorrow

Why did I waste any time

When I know better

Words are pouring out my mouth

They make no sense to you

I am not talking to you

I am no longer aware you are with me

I stand and kneel

I sing out

Sound is pouring out of me that stirs you

Deep inside your mind is breaking

Darkness and clouds are dispersing

A great light is piercing through the cracks

You wince at the sight

It is painful and sharp

My pain eases as I see you kneel

I watch as tears pour down your face

I know you are waking up

You are beginning to see

You walk to the precipices edge

The winds are swirling around you

You look like you are dancing

But you are just letting the spiral

Of wind take you

You laugh and cry

You are still and you slowly turn

It takes all day to see the 360 view

I am completely at peace

Truth hurts, but its better than staying blind

Blind to what we build when we speak

Blind to what breaks when we act

Up here it is so obvious

How we are all connected

We cannot escape what others build

By their words and deeds

And we cannot escape knowing we

Let ourselves fall into the trap

Once you go tit for tat

You’ve lost your stance

The power of sight

Gifted to seekers

To build with our words

Is to be a guide

And we are guides

We must not forget

What we’ve seen here today

It is better to be still with our tongues

It is better to let things pass

When someone tries to grip you in their hell

They let their words flow

They try to rope you in

But now you know

That is only them opening the door

They want you in with them

In their hell, so they won’t be alone

Don’t go there

Offer them a way out

Let your silence and forgiveness come

To them and to you

Words are paint

The next moment is your canvas

Make it a beautiful composition

Because now you know it

We build with our words

Our reality

It’s now a war for the minds

Turn off the noise

Listen with the future in mind

Don’t let anyone else define yours

Be a leader of peace

Strength to stand against the odds

You wouldn’t strap a dead body on your back

And walk around like that

You wouldn’t lay down with that death

Before you speak, think

What am I building

What am I tearing down

How am I connecting

Don’t let anyone take up residence in your mind

That speaks death to you

Instead, have the power to let it go

Like duck feathers

Their words run off

You will not absorb them

But you will remember what you saw

From high above, the truth

So many people prisoners

Of their own thoughts

Their words reflect the reality of their minds

Their minds are trash heaps

Of others deposits and their own

They got buried under the weight of it

But each of us must choose

We are what we think

We speak what we believe

Now that you understand

You know where to run and go

When it gets too much and you get caught

In a web of others kingdoms

There is darkness and light

People confuse them all the time

In an effort to guide others

Many words are spoken, spun and spewed

When you hear shouting and vile words

When you see fingers pointing

When aggression becomes the norm

Be still and wait

Remember what you know

Let your words be few

Navigate through the mire

Be the light for others

Most of all build your kingdom

Build it strong and safe

For your tribe, build

Tear down the brush and clear out the cobwebs

Build and plant

Grow and expand

For life is short and you must leave

Build for your children and grandchildren

Inspire hope

Steer clear of the hot mess

There is a pathway for this

Find it

Live on it

There is great peace and joy

When you grow in it

It is not dependent on others

Words and deeds

Kingdoms building

Build yours like a strong tower

Be a beacon of light to your tribe

Stay awake

This is L O V E

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The Sarah Hale Folger Project seeks to inspire greatness in humanity by sharing inspiring stories with the world. Please contact me here on my blog or through my website at http://www.TheArtUniverse.com

Sarah Hale Folger is a Creative Consultant, Artist, Singer and Educator. PLEASE make sure to subscribe to my blog today so you never miss the next thing happening in the world the way I see it! Please feel free to comment, share and please, subscribe to my blog. Thank You.

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