I think I might be in love
again and I need to take one
big breath to get me through my
work is tough I wish I could just float off into space and
sail on the moon, watching her as she touches the soft and sweet clouds
stretching her arms out to kiss them like I wish I could
reach out to touch your neck and
kiss you between your ears

bullet through my brain
seems like the only way
to tell the american population
there are such things as absolutes

When you feel like you can't grow more
plant a tree.
and when you feel like you can't pray more,
get prayer beads.
it's all a journey.
never stop changing,
and never ever compare
your journey to someone else's.

I just realized
how much more enjoyable
a good walk or run is
without all the labels

how many miles?
how many calories?
how many minutes should i strive
till i am in shape

i wonder how a good run would feel

I wonder how a good sleep would feel
without so many hours
8 if your above 55
9 and a quarter if your my age
but i can't seem to rest peacefully
with all this noise in my head
seducing me into wakefulness

I wonder how a good sleep would feel

I wonder how a friendship would feel
with all this competition at hand
i'm sure i couldn't keep up with the pace..
my hair, my makeup my attire
and then
you must make sure you say the right things

Yes, i wonder how a good friendship would feel

I wonder how a good trip would feel
not exactly where your going
but to feel some relief, some relaxation, and some love
from the person you're traveling with.
without all the distance, commotion and chaos

Yes, i wonder how a good trip would feel

first
step
new
day
alas
my heart
opens
my chest
livens

yes
i am
ready
to
live
for
You

my feet
start
already
echoing
my
heart

like
a
request,
my
pace
echos
the beat
as
it hastens

yes
i
am
ready
to
live
for
You

armored
though
i feel
just as
light
as
the snowflakes
outside
my window

eyelids
just
slightly
open
to
the
dawn

yes Lord.
yes.

I
am
ready
to
live
for
You

"Contented" he said

"Contented" I repeated

we laughed under stars.

I
told
you
that it is
easy to
feel
the community
when you
have to be alone.

but I
never thought
that
I would
feel
alone
amidst
all
of
these
people

not always an overcoming bliss...
love is...
conversing with a friend over a sad event that happened in there day,
stopping for a minute in the playground with your brother to play
showing steps in a math problem for your little sister
spreading the cheese over the lasagna for your mom and her mister
carrying grocery bags to an elderly person's car
picking up a **** in a yard
letting someone know some insight you have on a particular action
looking into someone's eyes and absorbing how they feel (for a minute, forget attraction)

doesn't have to be relatable.
doesn't have to be fun.
but this is the kind of love,
that when you give it,
you can't help but feel
some warmth coming from somewhere out there
and unwillingly, unknowingly
makes it's way inside your heart.

Feelings are fleeting
The highest ones die quickest
smiles die at dusk

a certain accumulation of
desires that have simply overcome
my small (ever ever small)
being...
but i can't help but imagine
your defined body next to mine
mine lying next to your heart beat beat beat
hah hah hah hearts long lost
Could i sit here forever,
just to here that heart beat.
your heart beat.
desires have simply overcome.
Me.
and oh only christ can defend me,
how, how i desire for your lips on mine
your eye lash flutter
your distant thoughts bustle
your intelligence creeping
behind our curtains
don't act so repulsed
by my face in my moonlight,
if you had wished for a pristine certificate
you shouldv'e asked for an official v card
because you can unlace my blouse
if it's cold enough to display a
modern art form
and succumb to the scent of cashmere silk
against lavender dawns
outside our big class window
so i'll bite my tounge
because my desire for you is
stronger than a flame in the trail
the pressure to a point
the hello in a goodbye
lets pray for some good will
because i could get some duty done before God with you
oh, no no I'm not the desperate type.
just the type to take your suspenders off.

frolicking in the white
light, soft
untouched snow
my heart melts like
butter on toast!
to simply see
my beloved ones
(I)


let everything stop for a moment;
all movement
(and)


locate the wondering mind
among the tips of the trees;
(that)

are weighted by the substance
dipping towards the earth;
(I swear that)


*all I can feel is Your presence

I once fell asleep
                                     Inside of your warm embrace
                                                                                              *Never to awake

I was at the dance tonight,
our eyes met across the room
shoulders brushing
people passing
unknowing of my love for you.

You look past me into the crowd of people
you smile as you meet her eye
my heart sinks, that genuine smile
pulls at my bones.

The love we used to have you've forgotten,
I carry it in my caged soul [I carry it in my heart]
Burning, blazing, stars are falling
my universe is calling
for you, but you turn your head and
speak with your new lover.

If clouds could call
and mountains tall
would fall into the sea
my heart would see
that finally,
I was no good for you at all.

if it weren't for
the miles,
the bittersweet goodbyes,
the


oh, if it weren't
for the bitterness of winter

Id be yours.

Here I am
wasting time
im gone a little
gone in time

I tried not to notice
the leaving day
by afternoon
i was gone away

the flowers sleep
your widows peak
summer iced tea
long and deep

blurred by vision
set in stone
i sat those nights
when i was alone

the gaze you gave
to those long lost stars
i wanted to save
keep in my jar

want to laugh like you used to
laugh in the day
laugh in the mornin'
laugh in the haze

i drew in a breath
it caught your gaze
in the shimmer and the haze
in the bronze of those days

gimme that smile
i knew so well
that day you met
my sorry soul

in the blues and the greens
and the songs and the trees
in the suns and the bees
in the moons and the seas

ill stay with you
for all of time
my heart is yours
all of mine

i'll pray for you
to the God i love
ill pray for you
to God above

the laughs we shared
the times we dared
there not a waste
there my endeavor

believe in me
believe in you
believe in us
and we'll see through

the darkened light
the drearier night
the dreaded times
the evil sights

the world we live in
the world we fight
the dusty morns
the cool of night

now friend, i,
know you struggle with the way you look,
the grades you get,
the fish you net,
your girlfriend next,
your tired dad,
your long lost soul
and long lost bet

but life is short,
(and so am i)
i'll pray to God
you'll get by

and if it's my last breath
i'll give to you
my last lie
i'll lie for you

i've never wished to die
never wished to die
but i'd sure do
if i left your side

so here i go
this is the end
of the song i wrote
for you my friend

miss you now
miss you then
miss you next year
when i'll send

a postcard from
far away
beyond the days
beyond those days...

Too scared to take another step
too tired to go all the way
too deep to back out and start over
my heart always kept at bay

why is it in this society
we shape our actions so sharp
our fears, our concerns, our inner strives
so clothed in our never-ending doubt

we need to look to light
so keen and soft and true
that is always sure to bring us
back as we begin to brew

sweet and longing tales of old
that keep our hearts so soft
like clay in the potters hand
or creation in the makers land

the moment on the top of Mount Shasta,
           peering over the vast green landscape,
walking beside the Yuba river,
           bubbling and overflowing in blue and green hues
underneath the willow tree in my back lawn,
          it is reaching down to envelope me.

It is silence.
         more than all the clatter of noiseless gongs trying to prove worth
It is goodness.
         more than the righteousness we believe we have
It is oneness.
         more united than the waters on the surface of this earth.

perhaps              /                  perhaps

there's                 /                   there's

a reason              /                   a reason

we can never     /                   our heart

consciously       /                    never does

stop                    /                    stop

breathing          /                     beating

That day you told me
you loved me eternally
I wept and tears fell

you, my oldest friend
yet, how I feel this chasm
separating us

I never once thought
you have carried love with you
since we were but kids.

Now I regret all
thoughts, behaviors, emotions,
which I poured on you

about other boys...
Oh, why did you not tell me!
this, your devotion!

I lean, head in hands
the chair creeks under my weight
listening to you.

Relentless trav'lers
know not the peace of farmers'
ordinary life

Though
He
first
loved
us,

*we
could
not
live,

were
it
not
for
the
love
we
find
every
day

Reflections from far                                                        Fog mingles with hill
the hill rises from the sea...                                  lake rests in her deep crater
geometric form                                                         suns set and moons rise....

The devil does not have his own clay.

little implications
that there may be something bigger
lies under my foundation i've build under the belief that there simply
is
something bigger

why you reveal yourself
in twinkling of babies eyes
in crinkling of maroon leaves under my feet
in the hint of bitter nostalgia sitting in my soy milk of my peppermint tea

out of all things living and lasting
                                   out of all planets and stars rising, falling, suspending
                                                      ­                                                      out of all people born, dying and living


                                                       ­          Am I a Seed or a Remnant.