among the tide pools
and puddles alike
are ecosystems
that thrive
like the memories in the mind
twisted roots growing
and escaping finding
holes to grow through
their obstacles reaching towards the sun
reaching towards heaven
the deepest recess of the mind are covered with vines
by the conscious being
we’ve become adaptively to natural forces guided by intuition
and experience
moving towards
enlightenment
though we may heal crooked
with understand and shallow in depth
and puddles
Immaculate revelations
about situations
that seem so natural
Boundaries that shouldn’t be crossed
reasons that don’t exist
doesn’t take away
this heaviness in my chest
when polished notions
cross sacred vows
in search of
confluence of reasons
You are a divine
ray of light
amazing in grace
+ glory
you are a master
of this dimension
inspiring other realms
of creation
for creation
you
r energy
ripples above and beyond
in waves of love and reiki
once upon a time
I devoured in your likeness
and cherished
your words
ohhh how you whispered
big things
having patients
for us not directly on the path
showing us your guiding light
unto our path
I live for the moments
just before the show
waiting in line
waiting to to get high
waiting to forget life
right after
in the collective ambiance
of people passing
goods going
family growing
games
flowing
youth showing
lingering moments
and dense categories
savoring relish
for the time being
sacred and scared
to move into reality
because my own ecosystem
is safe and free from
anyone else’s genocide
toxic waste dumps
massive amounts of wasted energy
with the masses of viral words
and false disclosers
threatening to invade
your territories and your
minions or children or students of life
My guess is it is difficult to come
to the realization
that some of us work hard
at just being the best
we know how to be
ouch…
intensities and elevated vibrations
could soar with un-mounting pleasure
with taking responsibility for your own
gaining rewards instead of wasting
time filling little ears with false hopes
and leaving  a trail of despair
when you feed the lies
and the little truths
crumble to the ground
I have a light that shines
on my path
it’s called
hope
I fuel it with
love and light it with
endurance
it saturates my walkway
with will
and shines on my feet
and the roots
growing into giai
I carefully step over
keeping the darkness
from my ecosystem
I resend my capabilities
devotional and lethargic
giving the most to the divine
and attracting the kind of abundance
one must work for
slow like honey and methodical
I go through my routines
hoping to find the morning sun
to awake me from this dream
laying in the arms so comfortable
if I ever had a doubt
I put my ear to his heart and listen
while the world tries to widdle away
at all that I have made
I listen to the beating
that keeps me safe
and smiles at this journey
because we are together
without regret
without reasons
that need to be defined
the world can continue to
widdle away
out of their own
ignorance
but my bliss
is mine alone
to nurture
when something so simple
as one of your oldest friends
becomes your lover
that trust
those memories
all turned new
again
when I opened the door
took a chance and let him in
to my chaos, my life
my house with the abundance
of love and overflowing dishes
he still saw me for me
for all that ever was, and will be
when turmoil and crazy tornados
threaten to destroy our world
he saved it gracefully
I am so thankful
to finally
breath
being held in arms so strong
the winds won’t lift my feet from the ground
rooted in this composted soil beneath our feet
the air can whip our hair in unison
as we kiss
like a savage warrior
coming home from a long battle
rest in my arms
feed your soul
energy emerges from seemingly nowhere
as the morning mists separate from the waters
of the earth
The falls ions hit the cool air and begin melding
into their evaporation processes
The sun begins to brighten the sky
reflecting warmly off the windows in the ghetto
quiet stirring of birds and cars
as the diesel engines render their drivers to work.
vibrating my feet as
The coffee begins brewing
and children are awakened
into their new routines
some go easy other kicking and screaming
I lurch into actions that begin to resemble
my morning dance
moving swiftly from coffee to child
until alas each one is dropped off
at their establishment
and once again
silence falls
on the house and
I can breathe
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Shameless insinuations
reminders of all that could be
shameless days
lying in bliss
calling it peaceful affirmations
when intentions prove
undeniably different
seeing the undermost
secret skins
and lightness of private
precautions
borderline determination
for ones own advances
I can’t wrap my mind around
the border patrol
round the neighborhood
all eyes peering in this direction
alls my thoughts conceive is
this past notion of
shameless behavior
the wrong reasons
feel so right
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