What a word
It is deep enough
and when said
at the right time
it changes the narrative
paths, worlds, hearts...

"LIKE"
Not only are we similar
but the emotions
the word has are light and heavy
enough to show the likeness, laced with love,
with a heartbeat, a mind-beat

And adding the word "wise"
Oouufff
you have to be wise
to use the word likewise -
because for you to be
similar you are at that mental wit
to say it, feel it, think it

"I (insert emotion) you so much"
"likewise"

Now,
that's a game-changer

The key circles round to the lock
A lock which is known needs no key
A door that only faces inward  
On the outside has nothing to see

To open the way is to find yourself
Staring at the firmly locked door
To find the key is to notice
You've not needed a key here before

The way to ascend is much lower
Not up or through but behind  
So that door and its lock will remain
Until we let them leave our mind

there's half eaten cake here.
remnants of its body
thrown onto small plates,
forks laid atop them.

empty bottles of cider
stand like bowling pins,
one stumble and they'll topple.
(much like us, one stumble and we'd fall).

drunken laughter,
spoken and unspoken admissions
fill the space between
silence and sleep.

and i wonder if years ago,
i hd made a different choice,
if this is still
where i'd be.

Disagree with me
Ever which way on a tree
Branch follows no one

The left hand path was never for me, held captive by secrets and dark mysteries.

The right hand path is from Yeshua’s travels. remember to thank him as this whole thing unravels.

This awakening for me happened deep inside, downloads began and my ego just died.

No more confusion about who is this “me”, perspective forever altered, now split into three.

Centeristic thinking now fills every day, this path I have chosen is called the middle way.

i have been with you
                      a long time in my head
  
Once

you are near
                       my mind is clear
  
Blast!
Your look is assurance

i sense your gaze
i am old enough
                to not be careless
i fall back into place
i must hit the road
                to play ignorance

You are good
You are good
(eye to eye)

inner susurration:
i would trouble your path
 i would turbid your reason

                         You were forward to notice
                          the best possible situation




                                      Separation

Touch is the soft secret of the soul,
the whimper of rose, as it’s petals fold
Like light that reveals the hidden path,
your whispers of love open my heart

Our love is the wisest counsel of all,
In silence, we learn how angels  fall
Hold me like I’m your cliff and sky
birth me breath, like we’ll never die

To know in part and forget the whole
touch is the silent secret of the soul.