Kundalini at the grocery store
Apologize no more
This is San Francisco after all
Sit back, enjoy the show
Never a dull moment here
The shops down Mission Street
Rich with stories of their owners
People I will never meet
So many footsteps crossing paths
Invisible on sidewalks wide
So many beings coexisting
Breathing heavy air seaside

What would you want to know if you could ask?
I couldn't think of anything
The lust for success is a reaction to fear
Equanimity
The only rational response
A forbidden fruit
It would taste so heavenly
But I'd be too cool for school

So many possibilities
Analysis paralysis
The best I can do
Is walk through doors when they are open
Look for doors when I see walls
And point others to the doors
I can't walk through
I can only be at one place
At one time

How can I always remember who I am?
I'm a song
I'm a crowd
I'm beauty
I'm love
I am justice
I am hope
I am you
I am the future
I am a feeling
I am creating
Letting courage conquer fears with every stride

Teach them to fish
What helped you?
Why am I happy?
What should they know?
Finger on the pulse
Or out of touch
Orbiting too far
Or far too often
Worry breeds worry
Peace breeds peace
Stiff and stuffy
Or loose and useful

Who is going to step forward when their name is called?
Who will get off their high horse to be the bigger person?
It takes courage to see the world through another pair of eyes
To tolerate the hurt in others
Give them space so they can heal
It takes work to reach outside yourself
And take the hand of one who's fallen
The reward is in the vulnerability
The prize is the trust you gain
Trust is the land on which love is built
And love feeds the community

How much information do the clouds need
To know where to rain?
Why must we compute, compute, compute
Mothers are an evolutionary adaptation then
Or we might die as often as the clouds

One more chance to say it better
But you've set me off and now I just want to tear you apart and build a better man
There are no more excuses
I must proclaim clearly what is expected
But I'm sick of explaining the obvious
I'm tired of your twisted hollow words
Stop fucking talking to me
Get down on your knees
Family is a burden but who wants to come home to an empty house?

Sometimes it's hard to believe that we are all trying to protect the same country
It's not easy
Leaving freedom and bliss
For incarnation as a naked creature
Always fearful for its own survival
Defending and attacking on shivering legs
Clinging to familiarity
Fending off attacks both real and imagined
Shrewdly positioning for social status and acceptance
It's not really about healthcare, is it.