When you look within
You will find true abundance
The power to glow
Finding abundance
Tag: purpose
Life is what you make it
The wheel of life turns
Despite the complexity
It comes back to you
Yes, I will
Yes, I will
Wait for the warmth of your breath
As you whisper in my ear
Calling my name.
Yes, I’m ready
To sip wine from your harvest
Tasting the soil and human toil
As you kiss my lips
Yes, I’m coming
With the river’s great rush
Feeling it’s caress on my skin
As I take all of you in
Yes, I promise
That I’ll watch the blush with you
Of sunrise and sunsets
As your fire fuels my flame
Yes, I must
Breathe the crisp fresh fragrance
Of your mountains and forests
As I lie down with you
Yes, I know
All your cracks and fault lines
Still I see the beauty in you
Yes, I love you all the same
The road of life
We walk a straight line
Sometimes it is the detour
That leads to our goal
In good standing
Anchor me firmly
in your arms, protect me from winds–
save those that lift me
Purpose
How we see the truth
depends on our point of view
I search for the light
The inner child
All routes lead us
eventually to the core
of who we are
Looking into the distance…
we stare into the interminable distance
wishing we could divine its existence
what waits for us on the other side–
is it a land filled with unequivocal promise
or will we remain in Nostalgia’s guileless grasp,
longing for diamond memories of the past?
will we ever see the rise of the golden sun,
will he who stands beside us still be the one?
the wind is a temptress with liquid eyes
when she breezes or dampens our dreams
the light you once knew– may now play its trick.
in this age without prophets, how shall we know
save to feel the warmth of our heart’s afterglow?
look for signs in the eyes of another’s to show
before we reach to the sky, let’s ask ourselves why–
what is that purpose that will drive our reason?
let this be the guide to hold true in the season.
but in this minute, this hour, this moment–
treasure it unconditionally, let’s try not to lose it!
It still stands waiting for us…
Shall we…?
What shall we be
if not each other’s keeper
when night becomes the grim-reaper
What shall we do
if we can’t salt the earth
and our flint can’t fire give birth
What shall we say
of he who had vision but could not see
she who had time but was never free
What shall we offer
to a child who cries for his mother
when his hunger fuels hate for another
What will we find
when we peer to depths of our soul
will it be a mound or a big gaping hole
What shall I tell you
my dear friend – that your heart is on the mend
if we take hands and give shoulders to lend
Seize this moment to choose a side
will you stand up or seek a place to hide?
Rising…above the flaws
The flaws of humanity–
shredded and torn
tied and knotted
then stitched together
again and again
The flaws of humanity–
stripped and folded
bundled and bartered
then dealing the currency
again and again
The flaws of humanity–
belong to each of us
blood-curdled hands
in marching or folded arms
again and again
Yet still we rise above–
some seek a higher purpose
kissing our blemishes
our bruises and flaws
again and again
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