22.2023.07
The air up here is much easier to… Countless battles within– shaking… Tested and tried adding more layer… Losing more slack the more I reac… Saved up all my might to walk away…
I am slowly finding out who I am who I was before the outside world changed the inside world I like who I was I like who I should be
Can’t get to Nature So I bring Nature to Me. Concrete jungle living Sore sight to see. Dreaming up the day
Dance with the Divine. The rhymes come all the time. Flooding my mind. Up the ladder I climb. Seeing the signs.
Learning the River. The keeper of time. Freeing to flow Waves in the mind. Steps so dainty
If I let her up will she behave? A vicious bite Entranced by the dance As she moves in play. Head held high
Conformation. Not for Me. Spirit told Me. We were meant to be free. Bird like and of fish in the sea.
My poems tell a story But I post them out of order. All this la di da in my brain– nee… With words– it’s become a hoarder. Or do I have a disorder?
Waves of black Defenses attack. And I feel– I’m better off alone. Situations stark Release in the dark.
**** +-+ **** Why is the topic of ets so hush hu… Maybe because once we
Days of thoughts, ideas and issues that were so crucial at the time now seem to slip the mind.
No doubt in the Divine. The rhymes aren’t just mine. Life choices. Right places. Right times.
Checking the box. Freeing the locks. It’s time for the Wisdom to Rise. School of hard knocks. The hand of a slighty fox.
Waves can come crashing in like a ton of bricks. All my wrongdoings taking back their licks. High walls and swift.
Take it all in or make your head spin. The time’s lining up with the sign… Focus takes work. Distractions will lurk.
