All encompassing reality
To the all loving reality
Outstretched for once it seemed,
Is a gift.
A gift of love,
A gift of electric butterflies on your palm.
The feeling, it seemed,
The feeling that something so beautiful
Could still possibly be yours;
It is either the butterflies do not want to leave,
Or they are replaced, yearned for, day after day.
A hand is a wonderful thing.
Funny things, yet wonderful too,
A warm to comfort a cold;
A big to envelope a small;
A lover to intertwine with another lovers.
They are creatures to be treasured.
Bone of My Bone
Deep in my bones I could feel your voice,
calling out to me; like I had no choice:
My daughter, my daughter, please understand..
that I would be with you to hold your hand.
You see, there was this system that was built just for me,
To keep me separated from my family.
All I ever wanted was for you to be mine;
But these folks keep adding more and more time.
You see, after awhile this place feels like home to Me,
then They start to feel like My family.
I know this may hurt, but it's the twisted truth.
You see, they planned it all, while I was just a youth.
I was strategically placed in this militarized zone.
But I know that I'm deep inside your bones.
So don't worry, my strong brave girl,
I am still working to give you my entire world.
I will be the man, the father, the hero, you need.
Because baby girl, all I want is to see you succeed.
Be smarter, wiser, more patient than I
and your dreams will exceed that sky.
Now!! I can feel you in MY bones!!
Because baby girl, I wanna come home.
But while I'm still in, I just need you to be,
Everything to me, that you were meant to see in me.
You lend your hand out
Only a lover should take
Not wanting what you give
yet you insist, with no break
I worry about you
as you patiently wait
This desired thought...
I hoped you care enough
to finally leave
Gain some sense
what you don't need
Yet here you still are,
with both hands now out
Ready; despite of me
In my left hand a joker,
In my right a Jack of Hearts:
A wild card that will break this game
And I know in these crimes nobody can claim-
Their hearts back.
The dealer, the eyes of Judgement
Offers me a King of Spades,
Which I could use to dig up my grave
After you withdraw your red knave.
I dig my nails into my palms
The game is on
the stakes are way too high
my queen of hearts is
reflected in your eyes
Thumb is rubbing on that
ace of spades
the hard way always taught
I should know my place
but I cannot resist your call
Open your heart, open your hands,
close your eyes.
Dive in feeling.
Make your transcendence experience happened.
Totally open minded.
I dont know who I am.
But I feel that.
You can be mine experience and I can become yours experience.
I can help you undersand the spirit molecule inside of you.
And so the twisting began
Telling tale under moonlight
A fickle old soul
And difficult woman
Took your hand into hers
Desperate to relieve her
Countless years of flagellation
In the sad song she sings
But the world won't listen
And the crone knows why
The world won't listen and
She knows, she knows,
She knows why
Because the saddest songs
Remain silent below
The lonely sigh
You made your mistake
Deserve of this
You said your ears were
What that means
Meditate, do not neglect yourself
Be calm have faith, do not be fearful
Do not give your energy to distractions, be attentive
Seek bliss & you will avoid hell
Or immortal Spirit