Morning Things

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With the morning dew

I rise

thankful for each breath, each sight, each scent

The fact that I can move my limbs

enunciate thankful musical hymns

Simple things my younger self depreciated

Simple things my older self appreciates

The Power of a Touch

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Caress that heals

Touch that peels

Years of sanity

Dumped to the abyss

Empty valleys

Decaying myths

One touch can soothe

One-touch pruning off our core

wasted adorn

For one touch can build

One touch can demolish

Caress that remodels

Embrace that rebottles

One must be mindful

The power of connection

Mirage or Fulfilled embrace

Until When

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When the weather is dry

We want rain

When the rain comes

We want dry land

When the snow forms

We want sunlight

When the sun heats up

We want cooler weather

When our hair curls

We want straight strands

When is a guaranteed change

Nothing is ever the same

The pause to be thankful and be

Becomes the only constant

Until When

Faith’s Embrace

Sometimes Faith

Is all that holds me

When despair knocks at my door

Anxiety burdens my core

Overwhelm beckons my soul

Inability drowns my existence

Sometimes

In those moments

Life the enforcer

Pushing us to pause

The unknown is the abyss

But the unseen becomes wings

Parallel opponents

Synchronized components

Cyclical Muse

That carries me over

One more day

I Believe

Men-Oh-Pause

Men-Oh-Pause

Hell a Clause

Saddle affection

Deceiving perception

The body transforms

The mind unfolds

Fogginess sworms

Mental roller coaster

Un purchased ticket

Luv Duv Skipping

Inner Core on Fire

Lacking Desire

Thinning Hair

Lower Abdomen Swell

Did I loose my keys?

Inner Child Screams

On and on it seems

Men-Oh-Pause

Because maybe tomorrow

The Clock Rewinds

The wrinkles fade

I’ll dye my hair

And maybe than

I’ll be the perfect Scene

Maybe

Candle Light

The flicker of a candle

Insignificant handle

That takes a room from dark to light

When every corner seems obscure

Your flickering shadows adorn

Providing light and even warmth

How insignificant a candle must be

To light an entire room

Unnoticed beautiful flame

Scented soothing aromas

Filling my nostrils and senses

Manifestation of places and faces

Spiritual haven

Wings of the Raven or Crow

Ancestral flow

In your light my spirit grows

Healing Things

Heal your mother wound

Be bold, blossom and bloom

Get over your own scorn

Transcend and mourn

Revive and be more

Heal your father scars

So they don’t become prison bars

It’s easy to blame

But much more fulfilling to aim

For a better version

Of what you should actually believe

The life you are entitled to live