Dreaming now with my eyes wide open
Behaving in such an expectant way
Sure of God’s wondrous plans for me
That I turn to the universe
Blushing
And say, please, no more gifts
This is truly excessive

In the smallest acts of kindness and mercy
Does God reveal how little faith we have
How rarely we practice what we preach
How occasionally we allow ourselves
To feel as good
As Loved
As we imagine when we read of God’s Love

As if Love were a butterfly
An infrequent visitor
A flash of inspiration
And not the air we breathe

You’re all moving with me
In the rising tide of my life
I look around
So much more now
Really look
And all IS full of love
If we are all just energy
Then easy is right
And stopping is wrong

Energy must be loosed

Your frozen limbs atrophy and die
So move them in the way
Life instructs you
Though it makes no sense
And others scratch their heads
Your movement indeed
Is what sets you free

You want to put a patent on me
Copyright me
Protect your asset
The thing you have found
Gained by hard work
Or maybe not

You want to own me
Like a capitalist
All to yourself
For the first few years
So I’m more valuable
Keep all the rights

You want to cover me up
Hide me from men
Keep me a secret
So that only you profit

You are scared
I’ll get carried away
And shared with the world
Out of control
Changed and unable
To take care of you
And all that is yours

Well I’m as free
As the ideas
That came through you
And just as loyal
To your best interest

I am an honor
So fuck our hypocrisy
Let’s start a new ism

Hamburgers on TV
Fine, a sign
Houses painted white
Blind the scorpion
Take me deeper in
Just what I needed
Melt away my anxiety
Let me be here now

Refocusing
On the amazing gifts life has for me
Every day
Little by little
Stopping thinking
About what I’m not getting

Trying to escape this mental maze
Need to keep looking for openings
Don’t panic at the dead ends
Just turn around and keep walking
With eyes wide open, heart wide open
Stop fixating on immovable walls
The ones I built with my mind

The Universe just wants me to be free
So it can move me
With fluid dynamics, down the path of least-resistance
Toward an efficient resolution
Do I trust her intentions?

I feel like I fucked it up
It’s fun taking ownership
Realizing everything that goes south for you
Was caused by you
And your willingness to kill something beautiful
Right in front of you
Because you’re not ready, or not stable, or not believing, or not capable
Or not standing on your own two feet
If you can remember where in hell you put them

A well-timed illness
A surgery
A grand mystery
For you and me?

A lull in work
To think and reflect
Drama removed
So I can sit with yours?

These days I feel
So close to God
I hear his poets
What goes on behind the scenes

It feels so empty
When you’re free
We’re beasts of burden
Naturally

God wanted to dance
I still resist
Never have been good
At being led

I feel like a seed
Small and innocuous
To any casual observer
But
I’ve been shoved deep into fertile soil and I’m about to burst open
Wildly in all directions
With roots that take hold
Colors that charm
And tendrils that climb and scream for the sky

You were sewn from an infinite thread
That’s why Love keeps tugging at your heart
The Lover misses you
When you’re lonely
Come back!

Don’t you remember
Getting everything you wanted?
You still do!

Desire is a powerful magnet
So be careful what you wish for
Run it up the flagpole
Make a list and check it twice
When the nets you cast return empty
Or brim full of surprises

Push on, little human
You’ve got a job to do on this planet
And you’re just now learning to aim this big gun

Even the boys know it’s about trust and surrender
And retiring from your post
As general manager of the universe

When are you going to quit your job
And start showing up for work?

The world needs your pink afro
Your penchant for threesomes, stupid jokes, and mushroom honey
Why else would it ask you to be born?

Use your glorious mind to imagine doing the only thing the universe asks you to do: Thrive, thrive, thrive!

Sing!
It’s just a black ant crawling on a white elephant anyway
Stark but pretty inconsequential
From a distance
What matters is that the big guy’s breathing
And munching on some grass
And the little guy is eagerly navigating the hairs
Making his way across the surface
Going nowhere, really
But you insist on sitting and staring at them
And I am drawn in