The cemetery was my circus I found
After outgrowing fantasy and the playground.
Golden afternoons in the country after school,
My blood having no resemblance, no ancestors,
To all the Sutton's and Smotherman's and Suddeth's
Who here resided with Tennessee pride. Inside and outside.
The still silence of my childhood cemetery carried an eerie air. I wanted to be here.
The peaceful calm, it called me back,
The king cawing crow, attending in black.
As for any of the lost, perhaps content, Confederate souls,
Who have yet to cross over, lamenting or dozed.
I suspect now, that it was I who startled those ghosts.
My blood, my frequency, my scent of the coast,
Sent from a Union ancestry my vibration still boasts...
How unexpected was I to those Tennessee ghosts.

Nothing is coming, except for that which you manifest to appear.
The things that will help are the things that you fear.
The future is unwritten by all, even the Universe itself.
You can shape it with your vision, your thoughts, and your health.

Don't sell yourself short. We don't have long
To have a population to admit that we have done wrong.
While our egos could last, a hundred years more,
Our Earth can't sustain that. It's not what it's for.

She is a jewel with a moon,
Adorned with sapphire seas.
Nestled within nurturing womb,
Animals, mountains, and trees.

We may call ourselves her children, her pride.
But in truth, we've yet had our hour of birth.
We are connected like a child inside.
Bracing on her health, nestled by her hearth.

I become fearful of thine own eyes,
Unsteadied by my own presence.
I condense myself into bite-sized portions.
Submitted to chronic hesitance.

My lips are chapped
From not speaking true.
My body lashed and badly bruised,
From a prison hardened by fear
Through the years, and still, ensues.

Mentally, physically, I feel so old,
Which transpires onto
This life I hold.
All the tales on aging I've been told,
Have come to rest inside these bones.

A chilled heart translates
Into dead air.
Kickstart your stagnation;
Take a dare!
Sometimes, you get caught up
Upon the banks, unaware.

Let your life of purpose flow,
You have just this one to see where it goes.
Pause and listen to the hum of your soul.
What do you want? Let it be so.

Love should leave you feeling full,
Never empty or cold.
You tended to my well so well,
So I am yours, adore.
A water-based creation
Should have fresh-flowing hydration,
Within tangible flesh and
Replenishing the Spirit, yes,
You leave my skin soft.

My imagination, no limitation.
I welcome in positive vibration.
My brain is a grand central station.
Swept away like the waves, call me vacation.

A notion about waves in the ocean:
They travel across continents, in a constant motion.
Watch the power approaching.
Realize the wave is one energy,
That never lost its devotion.

I welcome in new positive energies
Like amenities, a necessity.
I'm an attorney attesting on
Life's incredible journey.
Join me, but warning; I prefer soaring.

My torus is lush as forest.
Living like an alien tourist.
I insist on artistic visions to guide me,
Not living for pride or vanity.
I'm just a human, grooving, celebrating earth inside of me.

Chiming on with Nature's charm.
Living my life, devoid of harm.
I can do this a lifetime long,
With nothing to lose, none to alarm.
I wear a badge of peace upon my arm.

Breezing past the seasons,
Ocean breeze releases.
Pedaling with our knees, us,
And our music blaring, see us,
See our smiles, you can read us.
The air is there to feed us.
He pedals on like she does,
Finding happiness is there to greet us.