Love, peace, light pouring down
Like hot wax over my body
Melting every wrinkle and frown
Changing my wattage and frequency
I’m tuning in to a new station
It’s still mostly static
But the broadcast
Is pure sound

The giddy nature of risks:
At once dreadful and enticing
Fear of the unknown can cripple and stifle.
The courage to be open to a wider truth,
To step out the front door of your cozy little box
Into a world beyond control where anything might manifest,
Offers great rewards to the full-blooded optimist,
Who sees rainbows through raindrops;
Reflections in puddles.
The risk is certain to yield dividends
Yet unnamed
And blessings to all who host her Highness in humility

I am champagne
Misery avoids me
This lightness and bouyancy
Lifts others up
A skip in my step
A heart full of love
God must be celebrating
Shaken then showered

Famous but no one cares
My keyboard a filter that keeps you from reading my mind
No one wants to talk about
Controlling your own thoughts
As if every thought was a gift from God
And not just a calculated guess

If you had the courage to go naked for one day
Admit you didn’t know it all
And wander humbly toward the East
Staying alert for mind-bending soul-snatchers
You might be pleasantly surprised
And find yourself sufficiently nourished by the delightful taste of truth
At every vendor
A sensation you recognized from a long time ago
But since veiled in thick metal armour
And armed with a sword of fear
Stabbing perilously at any perceived threat
To its own confidence and superiority
Building castles and recruiting soldiers in the name of God
Is it any wonder why the rest of the world distrusts us?

I don’t mean to be ungrateful
I was saved by grace
A hundred times
And that was just last year
Forgive me when
I tear out the weeds
When I should have, discreetly
Planted the seed
To choke the weeds out
But their sight is apalling
And I have little patience
To wait for results
I’m finding myself
In a cocoon of grace
But safety breeds carelessness
And time is a-wastin.

What is the cost of love
Compared to the cost of hate?
An economist would tell you
Love is the wiser choice

The wind blew you so far away
I couldn’t hear you call if you did
Or maybe you ran when I turned around
And jumped off the face of my earth
I know that I miss you and I feel it’s my fault
I more often let go than hold on
But the way you left without saying goodbye
Or at least "see ya later"
Felt wrong
I can’t be a sun or a moon in your sky
I’m not your daily bread
Maybe I’m gravity
On a planet you were passing
That accelerated too quickly
Disturbing your path
And slung you to space
If that’s the case
I am sorry.

We’ve gotten so used to this world
We made our marks everywhere
Living in the city
It’s harder to fathom that it’s all Mother Nature
That concrete evolved
And traffic is energy
I love my colony but it feels so contrived
But I imagine the worker bee
Feels just the same
When he first meets the queen
In her intricate combs
Just give me a break now and then
To fly off the property
To a place we all own
And remember the feeling
Of only me and my God.

Guard the young minds
Their impressions and ideas
So that they will grow firmly rooted
Come what may