Billions of footsteps
Have walked here before
If you listen, the wisdom
Echoes off the walls
There's a way to live gracefully
It's already been done
Prove you're immortal
Ageless as the sun
Category Archives: Original Poetry
Love Withheld (281/365)
Bend the nameless masked men
The games are about to begin
Take down a list
Check it thrice
Gonna find out who's naughty or nice
The rabid little wolves
Are the ones to watch out for
Love withheld is a hundred year mistake
A Day Closer (280/365)
It's all still passing through the pipe of my paradigms
Every moment confirms the truth of my understanding
Older and wiser
Knowing what is needed for harmony to exist
Coming Up for Air (279/365)
I held my breath going through this tunnel
But I'm starting to see the light
I gasp for air
Like an underwater dream
And, astonishingly
I can breathe
Swimming (278/365)
What's inside that big black afro?
A throaty laugh I could curl up into.
I watch you and I see sparks of what's real,
Cause lately I'm having trouble relating.
This little light of mine,
What's it got to do with them?
Actions (277/365)
It's complicated right now
Being squeezed by a cloud I can't see
While I am trying to expand
Am I moving too fast, or too slow for red rover?
Caffeine is toxic, my belly a fist
I'm really not stressed
But my list's getting longer
There are questions unanswered
Projects unfinished
And I don't want to rest
City Life (276/365)
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
No More Books (275/365)
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
Doors (274/365)
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
I Am (273/365)
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