The moon and the way she weaves dreams,
I pray she is felt as she silently sings,
through everything
with Understanding
Lay yourself, tired one, in a hammock wrapped in Love,
as Mother Earth holds you close,
remember to remind her,
She is dearly loved, because in Us, she trusts,
Her Grace
With sun rays made of rainbows and clouds made by Angels,
It is easy to see how easy,
it is to be radiant
Stars on Earth, and in the skies,
traveling with pride through the stillness of the night,
in every time zone
We are here now, in this beautiful galaxy,
made of the ebb and flow,
of Everything
Breathing
Singing
Dancing,
in the beauty of this Home...
Where the heart is,
where intuition sparks its needs,
that pull us,
while our Destiny pushes us,
to BREATHE
because everything you hope to See,
is everything you're supposed to be

It's 102 but I can still see the white blanket of freshly fallen snow on the street
I can still feel the scarf around my neck and see my breath

It's the middle of summer

For the first time that I can remember I feel like the sun is hanging around. School is starting in just a few days and still the air is warm, even at night.

I can see the pumpkins and the fall colors, the warm drinks, the rain

I can see the boots and double layer of socks

The blanket on the couch

I can feel Christmas morning coming, and smell the thanksgiving dinner already being prepared

But it's the middle of summer

Just a moment ago I was watching new buds Spring to life as if one at a time God said, you can wake up now.
The gardens were being planned and the starts were being sold and the seeds were being sown... and then everything bloomed

The lavender bushes came alive and soon the sunflowers will too and the butterflies and the hummingbirds and the doe
They all grow

Some need my time and my love they need reminders every morning that they were brought here to give glory to the Creator and BE the creation.

Sometimes, we too, need water

And others just grow in their own glory, roots seeking out water, growing longer, growing deeper to reach the creek or
The rain

The rain hasn't fallen in almost 60 days

But the trees knew how to survive the drought the same way they survived the flood

The knew that enough was enough

They didn't take in so much they drowned themselves and they didn't use so much they dried out
They must have known about
the seasons

As I turn my minds eye inside itself
the light in my heart cries for help
and I am called to write it down

The slow dance in the fast track left me looking back
in wonder
where did the time go?

Time became a metaphor for flowers blooming while the garden grows
in the candy-filled imaginations of hearts yearning to sit still
in silence

The love we found became the love we lost
and then found again because our paths, they crossed
like burning candles in burning saddles
we ride the curtails of our Fathers land, given to us by our Mother
exploring the explored praying we uncover new roads
for those who have known
the other

The illusions within the illusions
became the conversations within the relations
and duality of life, showed itself without remorse but
Salvation

The Saviors name became bridled with pain
when ego took hold and sin was to blame
but nothings to blame when we call it a game
just the 'exactly whats supposed to be'
for the experience of Spirit within you and me

We are creating our reality
because Spirit has answered the prayers of our dreams
allowing us all, to finally be free,
from the mental trap of fallacies
from the ****** hold they have on WE
because they don't allow us to actually SEE
teaching us ignorance,
and calling it need

I refuse to accept
that the wounded will bleed
when our bodies heal,
magically

I refuse to accept
anything less than perfect
in anyone I meet

YOU ARE PERFECTLY WHO YOU WERE MEANT TO BE

I wish we could all just take a moment to breathe...
forget the subconsciously influenced negative chatter,
break free of the images they force down our throats
and scream with new faith of new found hope

WE ARE ALL FREE,
life, death, reincarnated steps
walking the paths,
of the joy that they kept
through the tears that they wept
unknowingly

WAKE UP,
   DAY DREAMERS,
The alarms gone off,
and we've overslept

Diving deep in to the ocean of new I found the story of my Creation
And how it was infinitely, You
I found the dreams that turned to screens and the mistakes that held My fate,
and found the meaning of intention and what it means to Create
I found myself,
In every version of you I have ever seen come to,
I found Truth
And the desire to know the fire inside of the wires kept me fueld for The trip that I didn't know I was on
How beautifully unique is that soulful song

When devistation turns to manifestation of a better tomorrow
Who are we to question the path we've been brought on

The weight of the world isn't too much for the sun, but the sun does Not work alone
With the Moon and the stars and Jupiter and Mars,
It is a collaborative effort

To keep us alive

To keep us in the gravitational field that is our lives,
The planets alignment is the blueprint in our eyes,
What we were born with at the perfect time,
To see this day

All of those who came before us worked faithfully to remind
Everyone
How far we truly have come

Our bodies are our Unidentified Flying Objects that keep us clouded in The confusion and until we all wake up and realize,
Its US,
We are stuck

Stuck in a beautiful time in a magical place,
Not able to see its wonder.
Crying out to the Angels in the clouds,
When they are starring at you.
Praying for salvation,
When it has already found you.

Find Your Truth.
Find YOU.
Because I am you, and you are me, and WE, are one atom.
One organism
Breathing the cosmic breath of Earth
Dancing on the ground of our ancestors who we can not see in this Vibration,
But we are dancing with them
And they are smiling through the tears and sending light through your Fears,
Because they know it is eternal

If you have been looking for the Elixr that could keep you here forever,
You have found it.
Within
The flowers of today become the seeds of tomorrow,
And the Angels will bring you water,
If you believe they can

Open your mind,
Breathe into your heart,
Find peace in your presence.

We are here now,
And that is all we need.

Foundations were laid by hands that create the exploration of your Imagination when you choose to display your understanding of the Human Game
Either guided to expand or by your own hand it was all part of the bigger Plan which allowed the spaces of time to fill the cracks of your mind,
Progressing, regressing, following the Divine
Pattern of it all,
It's what we choose to involve,
Our Selves in

In the end it transforms the dusty cobwebs to ballroom floors and the hay bails to open arms, welcoming your Soul to take a seat, and relax in the strength of your Ancestors that rode so many miles before

To get you where you are, they rode through Conscious Expansion ******* with only FAITH that they would wake up on the other side with the same faces by their sides, in THIS reality

Forgiveness became key because it seems almost selfish to me to take the risk that could be, the end
Which they promise is the beginning
Which is a test of Faith, yet again
and again
and again
every time you blink, you think,
you are presented the opportunity
to change things

To BE a THOUGHT in the world that promotes
Positive Vibrations
Consciously

Keep faith that everything is working,  
The words that find me are the words that have found you,
Through it all, we walk together,
Through it all, we smile
<3

See,
The problem with today is that you are the children that were slaves
To that textbook

See,
The problem with today is that the men are ingrained with the need to feel enraged at
Everything

And that very same textbook and that teacher that sent you elsewhere taught you, somehow, that you are just acting through your genetically inherited tendencies

See,
They taught you that once upon the great time
'before'
The outlandish and fairly out of context concept that we were,

Animals

But to every woman who has ever been mated by a man who thinks dominance is the answer,
I remind you,
YOU ARE NOT AN ANIMAL

You never have been, and you never will be
You are a soul who has a blind date with destiny
and if anyone ever tries to be, offensively bigger than me, I have full faith that my faith, will guide and protect me, to mutual clarity

And through the limitations of a structure that assures everyone they will see the stage and hear their name over the loud speaker in a Coliseum full of restless siblings and great grandparents,
they taught us that,
The 'Winners' found 'Fame'

And identified 'Degrees' as 'Security'
but the reality that the black hole created while trying to keep your head above the surface was just another stress to jot down in the
textbooks

But the textbooks my son reads won't contain the fallacies of the commentated beliefs of ignorant injustice that subtracted art and theater and replaced it with
"Facts"

You see,
A fact is simply a point that has yet to be falsified and I promise you that if you give it time,
no child of mine
Will forget,
that he can prove me wrong,
because I give him
*the freedom to express it

A wire wrappers dream,
seems the plan was Supreme
in path way of choices blinded by sight
the artist didn't see the Light
when the Mother called late that night
his attention span was traveling through space and time,
fighting Demons for those who gave up fight,
but why was it worth the sacrifice?
Why wasn't she worth that time?
She used to hold more weight in those spaces of life,
Does he know that moment pushed the line?
Finally feeling the weight of the grind,
became too much for his state of mind

Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

You made a promise to the Divine to stay straight and in line and, all the sudden it,
Wasn't

Now what?
How many second chances?
What is the breaking point of the cast over shadow that keeps stealing your light?
The Angels showed up every morning, and came back full force every night
Never breaking stride on the moments your eager to hide,
You try and find your disguise and the plain as day face shines
Shines bright

Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

Is this what you say it is,
is this what you see
is this what you claim to know
or what you claim to BE

Within a half a click of a seconds time the wall clock holds space to constantly remind
US of what we came here to SEE
US, of what we are destined to dream,
US, of, everything
Like,
Da da,
Da da,
Da da,
Da

Is this what you say it is,
is this what you see
is this what you claim to know
or what you claim to BE

She sat down to write about her hearts painful cry and as the keys clicked the black dash, the memories were swept

Here, Now
She reminded herself

She tattooed it on her left index to hold space when she would forget to remember
to remind her, to be present
to remind her, to slow her thoughts
to remind her, to stop her thoughts,
and listen

here, now
Angels whispered

She was here, in the now, of the present moment of this time, and suddenly she realized that all the words began to rhyme, when she set aside the need to control the signs, and allowed the moments that felt Divine
a

Beautiful
Living
Imagination
Sitting
Still

Rewind

Flash forward

SIT STILL.

BE. Here. Now.

The Angels Screamed.

In their melody that sounds like something only the Heavens could sing
a vibration so high your whole entire essence feels light
a living breathing embodiment, of life, is here, now

Challenge the open spaces and new faces and meditate freely in the grace of your BEing
for YOU are a BEing, a LIVING BREATHING BEING, of LIGHT

YOU, you are enough.
YOU, you are stronger than any dagger.
YOU, you are loved.

Here, Now.
They stated.

In the here, in the now, there is nothing but ever lasting, unconditional, plentiful health and wellness, for all,

The Angels sang out,

"For YOU are ME, and I am WE, and WE are EVERYTHING, you see?"

I woke up one night and realized that nothing was really what it seemed to be
The Earth was breathing and the trees were singing,
Their melody
About OXYGEN,
and BREATHING
The reality that these were not 'things,' but rather, wings
And as her creative visualization tools fired like a lightening bolt on a summer night,
She began to remember that it had been a long, hard, fight

But when you know better, you do better,
and when you're blind, you're blind.
But when you're faithful, truly faithful,
to nothing but DIVINE,

You allow your heart,
to really shine

And from that space,
way down deep inside,
is a magic key,
that you might find

And if that key,
fits in mine,
take my hand,
while we travel time
through dimensions
and layers
through light,
and love
through faith,
and stillness,
we will travel

And as our brothers,
have done before,
it is time for us,
to start opening doors,
to Creation

Healthy creation for the good of all with LOVE as the motive,
the only one

The pain slowly rises up from the toenails of swollen feet, begging to thrive, to not be released... Pulling you in, like an over needy friend, drowning remorse sounds hollow and coarse. 
A master of reality design, she finally began to analyze, who was this boy and what did he want, why was it him that got what he got? 
An advocate for the weak, something only some can understand, she never had any idea that he was nothing like most men... He was purely a design, a fragment of her mind, a poorly put together story that rhymed, so alone is where she cries, trying again to analyze. 
She finds a poem to recite 
A voice if she might
Fight this new found stage fright
So many times, they stood at the end of the stage, silently filling her heart with rage. 

She ran
She ran as far away from home as she could with that man,
With packs too heavy and without an open hand, together they ran. 
Him from his choices, her from those voices 
They kept screaming she would fail. 

She wanted to run far enough away that by the time she was home they wouldn't know what to say.. But she came home and had to stay.

Reanalyze the pain. 

See again what she had left in shame. 

The pain. 

Please God be with her, please help her pray, please come down to her, and take her pain away

He held her down and blindfolded her, whispered in her ear that she was flying, and then blew wind in her hair as she was crying, calling it Ocean Air. Salty. 

How dare me.

I am telling the story,
of a girl that I know,
who spent a little too long,
on the wrong side of the road

On the verge of giving up everything,
he found a way to rescue her,
he snatched her by the collar,
and pulled her deep into his lair

In the cellar she stayed,
like a good little slave,
cooking, cleaning, waiting
while he went out and played

But this boy he called it Love,
and she ate that **** up,
so she took every hit,
and kept her mouth shut

He learned how to control her,
in every single way
from scaring her into not wanting more
to taking it all away

Sometimes it felt,
like she'd prefer a belt,
but the damage he did
left her needing more then help

He did everything he could
to keep her where she was
the only thing he told her,
was how she'd never be enough

While he didn't say it,
in that many words
she was smarter then the ones before
and she clawed her ****** fingers
to the last remaining door

When she made it to the light,
barely visible that night,
she used the last little bit she had,
refusing to tap out of his relentless fight

...

In the light, she took a nap

....

When she awoke from her slumber,
her eyes were heavy with wonder

Did those wounds that look so real,
become scars that finally healed?

When will the fear,
finally subside,
when will the tears,
say a final goodbye?

Why did you do it,
Why did you try?
Why did you hurt me,
Why did you lie?
Why did you answer,
Why did you cry?
Why did you bother,
Why did you hide?

You are a fool, you know,
for every goodbye...
I re-read the words,
I understood them this time...

You know exactly what you are,
you know exactly how to act,
you know just the right words to say
to keep em always coming back

No longer is she the victim.
no longer do you have rights
no longer do you have any control
of anything in her life

She has thrown a white flag,
and she has given you up,
you did more damage then most,
but not as much as she know

You didn't know what you were doing,
when you picked up the wounded girl,
while you thought things were going exactly as planned,
she was planning to destroy your world...

You gave her too much power,
you let yourself slip too soon,
you handed her the dagger,
and opened up your wounds

Asked her to do it for you,
said it was too heavy of a load,
showed her right where to place it,
and even pulled her hands in close

So when you said "I am ready"
she simply did what you taught her too,
you're bleeding on the floor you know,
and leaving a mess is rude.

Baby show me something I've never seen before,
chivalry's not dead and I need something more,
if you'd like we can pretend,
to be a little more then friends
but please don't forget,
I am who I am,
and I've driven down a road
past a sign that said closed
ended up in a few places
with no where else to go
and if were stuck then were stuck
and we can leave it as such,
but if you give me hope
I'll find more rope and
we'll lower ourselves
down as the ground begins to look close.
Closer
but so far away...
help me find the words,
I've forgotten how to say..

It'd been a while since I unfolded the crease
overwhelmed with questions I opened it slowly
I struggled to read, as I could barely see,
but I made it through, and it reminded me...

                        You always knew the answers,
                               you always made me try,
           you always told me you were proud,
                    and it was okay to not be right

  I was flipping through an old picture album,
the one you made me when I was little,
   Tuesday nights and the London Eye,
school plays and that wagon we made,
I still offer help, to those in need,
but I no longer think with childish greed

I am becoming the woman
you knew I would be...
I wish you were here,
I wish you could see

I re-read the last letter you wrote me...

From God-knows-where,
you answered my prayers,
and I hear your message
loud and clear

I will explore the world
because you opened my eyes..
like poison pulsing through my veins,
I'm addicted to flight,
no matter how far,
no matter how high

I am strong,
At least that's what I my friends believe...
I wish you could meet them,
I wonder what you'd see...
There's a few that you would really like...
A few that mean a lot to me...

I went to California, we planned it for a day,
packed a few bags, got in the car, and simply drove away...
No body could believe it... (they all think I've gone insane)
It sounded like a memory, an escape from all the pain

I was sitting on the mountain as the sun was going down..
thinking to myself how you would've brought me to this town
and as the single tear I tried to fight fell slowly to the ground,
I whispered an audible thank you and excused any remaining doubt

You are here and every where,
you guide me through each day,
turning traffic lights to slow my rides
telling me when to leave, telling me when to stay

you still know exactly how to make me see, that life is one big mystery
full of adventures and unexplored roads,
I'll set cruise control and you can show me where to go
While we reminisce on the stories they've told

Change.
Its funny how things do.
I can't even explain in how many ways,
things will never be the same.
Am I responsible for this mess?
Should I delegate someone else for this?
He told me change was the only constant
but is it really for the best...?

I am doing what you've wanted,
and I'm sure you already know,
but thank you for pushing me,
and making sure I go

               You've always trusted me
Even when things went a little bit wrong,
you knew that I'd fix it and it wouldn't take long
so you bought a few books and told me to cook
for the first time ever, I was proud of my work

You never missed a show
From ballet to choir concerts,
talent shows to football games
gymnastic meets to farmers markets
to the clumsy, care-free, dancing duo

You always held my hand
Rough, and dry from a thousand shoe laces tied
but soft and familiar and never looking to fight
when things are hard and my energy's drained,
I picture your hands taking away my pain

You always were on time
I sat at school the other day,
waiting for my ride,
thinking about you, as I usually do,
wishing it was you that was stopping by

I break down sometimes
You were my rock,
my sounding board,
my only voice of reason,
you held me together
told me always to be better
you never let me down

I wish you were here
The days are getting harder it seems,
my life is changing so quickly
I'm loosing control, but I'm gaining some more,
I'm just not sure where you want me

What now?
I'm sorry for all the questions,
I don't mean to have so many,
I just can't stand to tell myself,
No one is ever ready

She is never satisfied
Searching for love in knots she ties
but as soon as she finds it, it is instantly denied
refusing to accept anything less then Divine

Is forever enough?
Theres no such thing as luck
She learned in class yesterday,
there is no such thing as a free lunch
but who decides who is good,
and who defined forever as such

What do you take off?
When things get heavy and a little bit rough
the first things I remove are each one of my socks
But I am curious to know, if you noticed your own,
the way you focus on your broken phone

What is happening to this world?
Have you noticed lately things are changing and breaking
everyone is confusing attention and affection
for love and loyalty so they find blunt rejection

Where do you draw the line?
And who isn't asking for more time?
Things become clear when you hear them as a rhyme
I wrote it in blood, can I be famous tonight?

How many people are playing this game?
And what do they call it when they confess to the shame
how long will we last passing the blame
define who we are when they all take aim

If I pushed, would you pull?
In this tug of war and in all that we've written
did it ever make sense,
did I make you feel like you were living?

Forever's just a word
A thousand lies, excuses, and insults were heard,
At the end of the day another is soon to come,
When you wake up from that dream,
*you'll soon be in this one.

Tear drops fall on souls longing to cry
She is not so ignorant that she doesn't ask why
It's not the first time she has asked that question
but before she was on the receiving end
and now she's asking for a different reason
and she wonders how long she will wait for the storm
tired of being left lost and alone.

your tree rises in my furry.

Scared stiff,
the time bomb ticks,
you will only see whats left of me
in a once dreamt up plan of a time machine

don't forget all the secrets you've told me

I may be young but I'm far from naive
and I'm not so scared as terrified of sleep
because I know that I can't help but find you in my dreams
and I may be cold but I am far from weak
and I've never asked for more then dedication to succeed
but you can't help yourself with no goals to achieve
you hesitate while I am knees deep in a pile you've bundled up just for me,
I'm wondering what's real and what you've made me believe
is this reality?
or your perfectly planned fantasy?
I'm not allowing any more cold feet
I'll stand alone while you finally meet
Do not offer while I cannot receive,
you love everybody
but you've forgotten what it means,
you're missing key points such as loyalty
I'm giving up on that,
I will accept defeat,
I will no longer dance on the tops of your feet,
I will tune out every reminder like a thousand times before
I wonder if you noticed, I've always locked your door..
I'm ready to let you go,
don't take this as you know,
more things have been done
then I could pass you in a note
words are more frequent when questions are asked,
I've never asked one you didn't answer back,
ask away will you please?
I'm not begging you but I will ask once, nicely.

The things you're looking for are most often found
hiding in plain sight
   In the dead of the night,
when everything feels right
who are you seeing when you close your eyes?

I am lost in a moment I cannot describe
I'm standing as tall as my heart let's me write
Do not confuse blessings for an unwanted fight
I simply am wishing the best for our unstructured lives.

Have you ever been questioned...
Have you ever asked why?
Have you thought of solutions someones already tried?
I'm telling you this power offers you something great.
Would you like to partake?

Sit with me,
Don't complicate
Life is too short
to live so irate

You are only allowed what you build or create..
So many opportunities are recklessly at stake..

My Secret Garden
  
Its the way he threatens to close his soul,
or the way he rolls over holes covering a seed that can't grow..
Making sure you're the last  to ever know
how far his addiction would be wiling to go
intertwining her fingers in a heart turned to stone
she turns to the Earth to have something to hold..
As the Earth captures her embrace,
she is over come with faith,
discovering a new world,
that shes allowed to create
tell me...
Do you believe in fate?
When friendship meets love and
somethings finally enough
will you let go of that grudge
or completely give up?
As she makes her way through each passing day.
she plants her seeds in the wounds that bleed,
reveling herself in guilty dreams
neglecting her heart for their greater need
complicating the plan seems a sure defeat
the only thing she keeps track of are her two attached feet..
Forgetting conversations that held no depth
she fell into a trap as she readily lept
into fleeting hands disguised as safety nets
her heart detached as her body slept
Misunderstood from the fall,
they thought she lost all control
she refused to conform
and meant no harm
heard underlying judgments
so she covered the scars
she's captivated by the stagnant stars
believing in a world bigger then ours
if seeing is believing, she was staring at mars
more tangible then ever,
she now understood
this life was not theirs
but an unwritten book
possibilities were endless
for a conclusion of sorts
theories are offered
but not relevant in court
she waits for those seeds to expose a new growth
praying it gives them a small dose of hope
because nurturing something piece by piece
seems the responsible solution for a world in need
ONE LOVE is the life I'll breed

His words sing straight into her eager and waiting soul
Giving voice to emotions she can't control 

Leaving an explosion of memories..

 lingering on the tip of the fading touch, 
they've been waiting to write words 
they can't muster up 

Surrounded by noise she hears only his voice,
singing louder then anyone with dignified poise

And as the Cd plays the words create
A beautiful picture of their constant debate 

On right and wrong, going and gone
She lays awake to pray that he's still holding on

With faith in her heart and love in her soul
the Tiny dancer will dance playing the gaurdians role

...And as that CD repeats, emotions release...

She can only live this momentarily as she silently screams
"...you have me..."

Feeling tied down was never her thing 
so she tries to break free from his invisible strings
And as she fights her good fight but does what feels right 
Shes lost in the dream that keeps her up each night 

Lay your head on my chest,
It is your safe place to rest
Open ended we leave
The moments we need

And as your absence consumes me
I fall back to sleep...
we don't need to speak
Just simply believe


<3

I wish cancer was a mere zodiac sign that did nothing more then Determine the compatibility  of young love and offer cheap pick up lines at crowded bars  

                                                           Hey, whats your sign?

I wish that love was not just a word, but a fluttering of colors, blinding the brightest of eyes and seeping through every pore of your being, 
A word not so easily being abused, used, or broken.

                                                        ­       I ACTUALLY love you

I wish that friendship meant once more the pure blissful enjoyment of ones company, never questioning real motives or keeping an all seeing eye taped open 

                                           I ACTUALLY trust you...

I wish that the bond between mother and daughter meant more to the mothers and daughters, and that all knowing instinct that all mothers should share, would be voiced to all daughters whether or not they cared 

     LISTEN TO ME!

I wish that the tie called marriage to most, meant more then the paperwork they sign as a joke, that living together till death do you part  meant together forever through the unbearable parts

      Redefine Forever

I wish that heaven wasn't so far away, imagine what I'd give to make that trip in a day, stand face to face with all of the greats, the ones whose memories live on every day 

             They are never really all that far away...

*The beautiful things,
That we embrace,
Pulls themselves closer,
Everyday

When our bare skin collides
like the slowly fading tides
Your heart starts to speed,
and I catch that smile in your eyes

When my hand starts to trace
the curves of your face
The look that you make,
lets me know its okay

When your graps gets tighter,
Its like the spark of my lighter
burning hot like the fire
in flames of desire

With every touch of our lips,
its a selfish foregin trick
the way you capture the bliss
that my heart used to miss

The way you look in my eyes,
like its again the first time,
fills my bones to the core
and leaves me longing for more

The little things you don't know you do,
have me wrapped up in all of you,
hold me close, and don't let me go,
I'm looking for more than a puppet show.