"Let it flow
let it flow
let it flow."

"Flow...flow...flow."
"It is flowing.
It is flowing.
It is flowing."*

A journey.
A language of mystery and splendour.
Two, yet One, but Two.
Realization of Ceation began
but did not end.

Intense Energy surging...
I AM GOD!
Overwhelming force,
exhausting,
consuming,
flowing.

Peaceful but puzzling
Awareness is sustained
yet something greater is overpowering.
Strange yet familiar
Separate but One.

i look for peace and its pain i find
it blows my mind every time
few things ever change
the others are all the same
there is nothing we can do
just be real and I'll do the same
all these haters hate, and these jokers lame
all alone in this lonely world
slip into my high as my head whorled
escape this place; enjoying my flight
reaching for the stars
got me taking things to a different height.

Every branch of a tree has its turn
No matter the edges or the curves
It's always a story we will learn
Give this tree the love it deserves

The buds awoke and began to grow
Beneath the soil, onward they go
Force nothing and let things happen
Just like life, go with the flow

She loves the rules,
and breaks the limits,
so I gotta keep her in line.
She's a naughty girl that likes to speak her mind.
she wears tight clothes,  make you want to cross the line.
speaks a body language that will blow your mind.
your two cents are just a waste of her time.
sent from heaven above she's from a different time.
a bad girl Turned good -- but just for a little while.
Then she is back, wearing just a smile, and my favorite tie.
out with the Good, got her looking like Bad is in style.
dressed smoking hot, like a black - n- mild.  
She's on fire, like a burning hand.
An angel at heart, she's a little wild --
tiss to the lucky guy that plays his hand.

The intensity you scream
         is a hard pill to swallow
The density of your brain
         makes you hard to follow
Like wading through a creek,
         your mind's so shallow
Skimming through the mud,
         your thoughts have no flow
Up river without a paddle,
         now you got nowhere to go

Thank you lord, that one that is him
for I am  man, one which is born to sin.
still you guide me, and when I need light
you reach in. and set me straight,
your path, I believe in.
this as been a long road, with a deep end
and how i get there, On you I depend
pleased me with this gift,
then gave me the pen so the meaning and can deepen
for people struggling with their life, now we both can reach them.
let them know when they feeling all alone, they really aren’t alone
words are always their searching for a home.

When you're doing something against the grain of society's flow you're either magnificently aware or pathetically wrong. Good luck finding out which.

TRY to think back to when we were strangers..
I can't picture us as friends anymore.  I can only see our kids running around the house with loose ***** blonde curls and their cute little snotty noses shaped like yours.
I can only see us holding hands, taking a walk, singing together under the moonlight.
I can see your guitar in your hands, and my hand on your thigh.
I see nothing but peace and happiness for us.

I wasn't listening to the whispers of the moment
that embraced me tight; her vigor was such that
I did completely surrender to the bliss enveloping.

The night, spiritedly dancing, said something softly
in her characteristic language,darkness spotted with light.
A distant star,witness to this pantomime got impatient, yelled
at me for not listening; being unaware of the larger picture:

" I am past,robbed by light years, kept a prisoner for your eyes,
still unabashedly yearning to be in present,keeping my hopes alive,
Listen to what night says, get the essence of the moment, remember,
the morning is going change everything,then it would be lost for ever.

The night fell silent for a moment,extending her tender hand, winked.