Seasons change
spring to fall
summer to winter
nothing is temporary
Not even your struggles
learn from the trees
the wise old mothers
let the dead leaves go
and the new ones will grow
Seasons Change, Why You Stressing?
awake
Mustard Seed Lessons
A tiny mustard seed
Blossoms into a tree
that produces life
healing, nourishing
purifying air
providing oxygen
decomposing
fertilizing
procreating
multiplying
feeding
the rain comes
the winds blow
but still, it grows
to form one tree
that came
from a tiny seed
who are you?
to limit me
who am I?
to limit myself
Walk On The Bridge
Moonlight Bridge
Wide Bridges
Low Bridges
High Bridges
Bridges Made of Brick
Bridges in Cement or Stone
Suspended in the air
Stationary Swings
Hanging from a Limb
Can I walk across or leap?
I ponder and think
I’ll never know
unless I do
so there I go
see you on the other side
The Air I Breath
Breath in
The Abundance of Life
The sexiness in my walk
The sublimity of my words
The vibration in my dance
Breath out
The non-deserved oppressions
The scorns and obsessions
The daggers in syllables
The blockages in movements
Breath In
All your cans
All you deserve
All you can manifest
All you can Believe
All you have worked for
Breath out
All “you cannot”
All you should “wait” “for”
All the “that’s not for you”
All the “how dare you?”
All the “still not good enough”
Breath in
Breath out
Breath in
Breath out
on your own
Manifest
Celebrate
Take up Space
Speak UP
Be Comfortably Uncomfortable
Repeat
Breath IN
Breath OUT
You Belong
Filter
I know what I know, but then again I may not know.
There are hearts that seek loving
there are hearts that keep hoping
there are no distant boundaries
or an organized Calvary
There are souls that seek silence
and there are souls that seek kindness
In the challenge of me
It can only be solved as we
So hearts seek a home
a place to belong
nothing is linear
Chance or Change, Everyday Choice
What is forgiveness without acceptance?
What is acceptance without forgiveness?
What is judgment alongside ignorance?
What is ignorance alongside judgment?
For the highest of places
May not hold all graces
and the lowest of holes
may not be, the lowest of forms
Painters paint life through a brush
and Songs tell of life with a crush
writers with each seamless verse
and artists through motion, paint, music, and words
lethal actions and words
healing actions and verse
but wait! you are not alone
can’t you see in this life we live
only our minds will get what we give
So when you find yourself alone
perhaps with another or simply at home
kindly remind yourself
that the story that matters most
is the one we create on our own
for unkind words and hateful souls
may only speak, but for a while
but loving hearts and careful thoughts
will create a legacy beyond the idle
forgiveness without acceptance
acceptance without forgiveness
judgment alongside ignorance
ignorance alongside judgment
True Death
Thankfully We are Alive
and today
is another day
to Start
LetyM
The Power of Worlds The Power of Words
Superficial words
can be sticks with folds
the stones that cast
at best a past
that is brought to the present
to harm the unborn cresent
but if you don’t swim deep
what would you keep?
would you be able to see?
if you are always protective
and always neglecting
what would you be?
vulnerability is like this
you birth
expose
regress
progress
fall
rise
live
die
until one day
you think no more
you choose to exist
flaws included
and that is all
With an Open Mind and an Open Heart
Acceptance
When the day has gone
and the night has come
Did I help create
or perhaps neglect
Did I stand up for another?
Did I speak for my brother?
Did I speak for myself?
Did I choose the words to spell?
Was it a given assumption
without given corruption
In the impact we make
and the words that partake
Did they come from within
or were they next to kin
With deeper reflection
without making exception
did I listen, more than speak
did I silence, more then preach
Did I take the time to be still
and make sure my words are my will
When we shed the cloth of numbers
and the illness given hungers
the judgment in skin colors
or the labels posted somber
When we look into the mirror
and we see internal heroes
perhaps, than perhaps
we may say, I see you
turn our face to another
and without paying a matter
we may say, I see you
When I look in the mirror
and I let go of assumptions
let go of expectations
let go of the imaginations
let go of the proclamations
and I take a deeper look
I see myself
ACCEPTANCE
Earth Does Not Need Us, We Need It.
Tears on my face
They drip and they lace
The many interactions
The many inactions
To save this place
We always race
To destroy and erase
What we cannot replace
Earth
Drip down my cheeks
Pollution slowly creeps
Earth
I take a deep breath
Because I don’t know
When I’ll take my last breath
I only know
Earth
We need it
The Grind 