The world is shifting right beneath my feet,
All I can think of is what I gotta eat.
The sun is setting right over the green hill...
The world’s moving — but I’m very still.

like water, i will drink you.
then i will forget you,
until i thirst again.

Brewing the tea,
Filling the cup,
Waiting for Rain
to come clear up.

CONTRAST measures the exposure of our desires manifesting in our lives to remind us of where we stand.

It takes a while to learn
How to spit it out —
Without harm done.

Indigestion is a nasty thing,
Wouldn’t wish it upon anyone.

Now I know that when I’m low
Something surely is yearning to grow out.
Meanwhile I know that I will learn just how to
Not put up a fight.

If we spend even half of the energy we spend looking for problems towards seeing what we’ve already solved,
then we’ll be better equipped to deal with each day as it comes.

Thoughts are boundaries of the imagination.
Thoughts have energetic lives of their own.
We empower them as we perceive them,
allowing stories to grow and unfold.

Doesn’t matter what side of the sea,
Dreams are only what we make them to be.

The end of the line can’t come so soon,
Not before the full moon
Has struck
One down,
For another
To bloom.

Mama said : no need to step on your own toes.
Change your shoes,
they’re way too small.

I cannot seem to have time for games,
Yet it seems I’m yearning to play.
And I’ve no use for all these rules,
But I seem to follow them anyway.

It’s a done deed —
I’ve planted the seed,
Now all I can do is watch it grow.

‘Why’ is the shortest question seeking the most unsatisfying answer?

Love is  
a deep sense
of understanding,
of seeing with eyes closed,
of a hope, a longing to become better,
to want to give more than you can receive,
to expand beyond your chest, beyond yourself,
beyond what you can perceive.

Let the birds fall in love with you,
Let the rocks radiate you with light.
Then you will know and you will say,
This is Love, man.

Patience is all I need
After all, I’ve planted the seed.

Know to wait,
to suffer for a mate,
to know time’s spent,
to know no regret.

Patience is Wisdom’s oldest friend,
I will grow old, Patience, my friend.

Things that grow
Between the lines,
All I said was I need some wine.

Things you know
Beneath the lies,
Time has slowed to catch the tide.

I’m here now, and
That’s what counts.

Yes I lost my mind,
And that’s alright.