Let us be known
Not for how we drag or push
But how we make room
For a soul to bloom
What is the key that unlocks their door?
Where are the wounds to their inner child?
Step aside and let the fresh breeze in
As gentle as palms on a crystal ball
Or a hand on the skin of a grieving friend
Guard my actions like my words
And know you are safe under my wing

Everyday I'm adjusting myself
Everyday I look at what I need to change
Ain't no shame in my game
I believe in being calm
They say they don't believe in God
But God is the first word out of their mouth
When things go wrong

Softly drifting toward my dreams
Weaving scenes, colors bleed
Shed the stress
Melts off the bed
Cradled, cushioned
Fearless, dead

Perfection without passion
Or passion sans perfection
Both are incomplete
But don't tell me perfect is a myth
That's something losers say
When they've failed along the way
Resurrect the vision
Up your dose of discrimination
Send your energy in the right direction
Perfection is a framework
That guides human effort
Ever striving, never despairing
Passion patches up the voids

I'm tired of the fear
The panic attacks
When my name is called
I want to live like honey
And float in milk

Study success
What is its pattern?
Who does God touch?
Look outside yourself
Sometimes we tell ourselves
Bedtime stories
Wherein we are the heroes
But none of us flies solo
Except to the grave

What moves you?
Who is pushing or pulling?
What drives you on?
Who whispers in your ear,
Who tells you what success is
When to be happy
What hangs from the stick just out of reach?
Then who tells you you've failed?
Is it the truth?
Who withholds the prize?
What makes you feel angry and insufficient?
What holds you back?

Love is gold and pearls
Opal swirled white
Covered in lace
Enveloped and hooded
Above the skin the surface
Is alive and electric
Talk to the plants
Your energy is quite tangible
Not just a flush or dilating pupil
But an aura larger than you