Close Encounter

You are free until you push

And it pushes you right back

Out into space, spun through the vortex of letting go

I all goes moving past your senses

Forgiveness becomes all points of contact

When disciples stretch out their arms

They want something more from you than words

That assurance fills volumes of edited scrolls

Items of recollection

This is beginning to feel distant

When you arrive

You know what ability’s worth has for you:

The itemization of currency

Blocks of writing utensils

Hurried by their progress

We are all but descendants looking at a broken script

We feel, we break the bonds

Whatever we know as love:

It flows down

It happens with our eyes closed

A Walk Through Paradise

We are not getting far today

I wish you could understand my words

Do they reach you?

Or are they jumbled upon processed?

But then again, I cannot hear you again

All this is, is a beautiful day

This is all I know

I cannot teach you anything

So we agree awkwardly to keep walking

Purpose is just presence

That’s all I can abide in

Is this peace, is the wind telling you something it cannot tell me?

This is Paradise

Even though sometimes I wonder,  what you are dreaming?

Of Sand and Sea

Find the simplest break

Something that channels the waves away

Let me walk

Let me find balance

Coming in

The wind mounts its frustration

My eyes welcome

The light tossed from crests and billows

When you whisper all distraction is forgiven

You make the joy within

Reach the surface

All the warmth

My arms reach out to take more of you in

Alive is the moment I am with you

The dance becomes the reference that time allows and provides

I reach out with everything

That knows you are:

My source, my life, my song

Anew

Into Plans

Separate hands

Climbing

Trying to grasp

What spins away

But carries us with it

Oh, to hold,

How fleeting

Why don't you see me:

The child in your lap?

If all was lost

Don't let it be the reason you can't find it again

It will find you again

Awaken to see

Fresh a promise:

You are worthy

There's nothing you can do to dismiss

What you will behold:

A joy unmistakable

You'll live to see everything

Anew

Your World to Embrace

So many walls we carry them into place

Time behind them

What wars really wage?

When will you decide to bring them down?

Because so close the ramparts

You can hear yourself speak

You can let yourself think

But it only carries so far

Because you'll bury yourself in memes

And devise yourself a home

Scared of what really can be your world to embrace

Connecting

All you can do is make it better

All I pretend, laugh it doesn’t matter

There beneath the substrate

My reasons of seeming apart flow away

Like the span of decisions

Comprehending forms defined as thought

The comparisons are cheap

But when you know what is amongst you is a testimony

The forms take on shape, take on color

When things look confused

And the beginning is nothing that pride could befriend

Maybe all that wanders through is a point of emphasis

Connecting broadbands and pixels

If you feel secure leave moments to coalesce

They are redeeming the absence of youth

Becoming

Becoming

Be the promise

Disguised in process

Where are my thoughts in you:

Take with me the fire

I am just fleeting

Just being a go-between

Where what you have said,

What else could I be?

In effect, in transit

I am absolved to nothing else

Becoming that’s all I am

Never ceasing in you

Looking to the Sun

Experience lies without the transaction of fear

Caused in destinations of hope

Dispersed is the peril of desire

Clarity is a point of procession

Guiding me like a star engulfed in darkness

What is your intention?

What makes sense, is it happiness?

In the thrill this is the cosmos passing me by

A noise engulfed in secrets, as they immerse me

But leave me somehow unchanged

I wonder at your passion

Have I asked of this before,

Have I been here?

This approach borders on transient whispering

I reach up, out with my arms

I want to hold something, before I give it back to you

What is your promise?

The treasure of now:

Glimpses of heroic patience

Deliver me more questions

Awkward I am listening to what I cannot define:

What it is keeps trusting

In elliptical versions of truth

2 Candles

There's an act of being

That tells more than time

Some times we breathe in the air

To shine dismissing all functions

Of myriads of hope and struggle

Where were you hours and miles away

When this all began?

While I am resting safe in arms

You screamed to let the world know

You are here

But I look to find you still in another room

By your light you are known

Trust in that alone

2 Candles

Reign of You

What use is history

When we're always right?

If all you could ever be is sunlight

For somebody else?

If I could only wait

Maybe the proof would make you understand

In the discipline of an hour

We could wake up

Used to life's offer

My thoughts connect/collide

Is it just you on the other side?

May we welcome what was years ago

So long it was tears ago

This aging ends up perfect

If I had to let go again

Maybe this tune just carries so far

Crawling back into view, into possibility

It doesn't get measured on a postcard

It asks as an invitation

But are you wandering on the other end?

Make sure everything is part of the possible

As I look through the transparent reign of you

An Infinite Being

If I am yours,

What are these trails

Of choices you declare?

In the cascade of thought

All of this postulation

Pleads the aggrevation

With a bought of peace

This is my way of moving

When nothing moves at all

As what rises across many waters

Is the peace amongst the sentry

If it evolves in sequence

A measure of many thought-form-alignments

Sure as beyond

I am absolved

From the amazing flutters:

An infinite being

The Space Between Words

I get the space between words

Somewhere there's a train of thought

Down a single rail

It doesn't run on because

It doesn't know how much time its got

So you just sit still

Making your choice carefully

I am reading the silence

I don't count on you speaking louder than that

What has this conversation become

But a wager of time

An imprint of our imaginations

Playing a game that wages hosts of regret

My words they pacify my interest

A patience procured without any adverbs

Enough

I am here to remind you

Of what you already know:

Into the force fields expanse

Sources of want and struggle,

All that is lost

Don't hold onto

Let it go

For moments drawn into peace, persist

Out of every earshot

Out of every snapshot

Own the love, the light you are

If you could be just that

And not the million other things

Someone else wants you to be

You'd be enough

And till I make it clear

You are more than enough

Where you are is priceless

Where you are is an appointment:

Let peace be your blessing

Let love be your promise tonight

Forgiveness

I don't know how to let go

Down the span connecting two poles

Across the bridge waging just time

Where I am alone on the other side

If I knew much better words

They would have reached you somehow

But beyond is the thought

That chases you away

There's a process I am told

That weaves us all into the same design

My thoughts stream parallel

No sooner defined

By some luck all remainders align

To resurface, in the pleasure of time

What we recall, we dismiss

To the ends,

The bonds of forgiveness

Stuck in a Different Place

They had always wished I had taken more time

Of what I knew, it was certain

I knew the walls of my cage

Now I am stuck in a different place

They looked at me to see if I was alright

I chose my words, I chose my flight

What more promise could await

Being stuck in a different place

There are walls that beat you up

There are choices when things are enough

Everyone else want the same you, the same rules

But no one knows your heart and its pace

All I wanted this time for:

Freely stuck in a different place.

What grows old are the musts

What holds on is the dust

I can't stay, when I could run find a way

To get stuck in a different place

Freedom and the happiness it makes

Getting stuck in a different place

Asking

Sorting out the wind

Processions, Progressions

Is it enough to ride with it?

Bound to limitless

Carry me around the surface

Into the air a prayer

What on earth am I asking?

You rise through motions,

I am letting go

My thought cascading

Provision wiping the slate clean

Let me hear you

Oh, of promises spoke

The words resolved within me

Every moment I'll take the chance

That with you within I am healed

Within there is much more,

The breeze begins when you ask me,

How far are you willing to go?

April Air

Is it so easy to push away

What you cannot see?

Pretend at least the hours--

Feeding, breathing, being

The powdered sugar on the ground

If you are cold, but you must say

You must be older

Melting has a way of assuming

The colors forgotten underneath

If I could give you just logic

I don't know what patterns

Of dreams you live off of?

If we narrow the fields we play to nothing

Maybe we'd see what was already there

Was waiting and accepting of the warm April air

Shaking Clouds

Maybe there's room in all this space

We call certain

To assure the sure thing we could build

Naturally we cause to find it's foundation

As starved for answers

The proof is divided

Replicated in the course of hurried precipitation

Got to find the ground worth standing on

Shifting slowly bound

Differences hedge on many reflections

Gone is the distance

And the seed of emancipation

Slow enough to be the miracle

When wonder defines all that we scramble for

Blessed under shaking clouds

The Pill Cutter

If it has to be that hard,

You still need to be heading uphill?

Give me a promise

Why are you looking that way,

Sideways?

Understood.

The depth of faith returns to the surface

With an answer

This is clearly without judgment

Or the fruit of its offering

Seasons are defined by their questions

Needs envelop

They reach into the vacuum of space

Waiting for an edge to break in them

released into better parts

Saving remnants to act

The rest is bleating

Remaining till the next  clause

Gingerly Outspoken

Utility is down the path I wage

I know, nothing earned, nothing sown

The best of visions traipse and go

Burning, chasing

Filling the voids transparent

I am struck in shades through the prism

Light bent along the strands of your hair

I am sent somewhere else

Like I am picking up on a spark so ancient

So piercing and now so abundantly clear

I can wander, yet you remind me

I can chase other versions of grey

But oh, you are not

You have found me when I needed hope

You have shaken me

To where my soul, yearns for promise

Of whatever was, still faces the sun,

On fire