pulse

Stop the thoughts 

Not forceful, but surface what is important

bubbling like a geiser, steaming and full of emptiness

Bliss.

Nature doesn't play games; 

she works in ways that can never be tamed

everything falling into place

When vision is blurred and light is lost

table corners and rose bushes jabbing at your side 

scratching your legs

Don't forget: all wounds heal.

Revealed to you is a new day

each morning an element of surprise

a mystery and a gift

24 hours 1,440 minutes 86,400 seconds

to breathe

create

laugh

We are examining many different possibilities

We are pushing further into space

Realizing the greatness 

of escaping from generalizations

Let stereotypes confuse you

don't accept understanding 

the 

one 

narrow 

road 

of normality 

that we all must take

Do backflips and summersaults through unpaved ways

Fly in a tornado behind underwater caves

Let altruism exist

Selflessness in sharing a belief 

in fully caring for the souls

Embrace the vibrations of energy you possess

Caress your loved ones 

with drum beats 

and harp strings 

from melodies within your Being

Slide and glide like a ballerina figure skater 

through each day 

all moments sewn together 

with the fabric of emptiness

Nothing but bliss

Invisible comfort 

from a quilt of complete Oneness

Believe in the state you are in

whether captivated by the shackles of your mind 

Entrapped in a game of isolation and false pride

Or sing from the depths 

of the formless that you are

In pure harmony with the birds 

and swift brush of paint on a canvas 

representing the great opportunities 

that each day presents 

In no way can I compromise my feelings

to believe in the theory that every being

is alive only to survive on selfish nature

giving only to receive.

No, it doesn't work for me

not after this structure vanished

and Love encompassed

a year of energy

No, when thoughts are built on fantasies

and self becomes form through unattainable desire

and physical states ache for days

and finally the sun returns

and lungs breathe and lean as soft ferns

the mind falls behind

intuition and a swollen heart exhale 

raw beauty

innocence from the first glance

Acceptance as a last chance

right in time to understand the sincerity 

of wishing the best

simply to wish the best

Giving with no intent

to receive

Unconditional

unbreakable

untamable as the wind

We are too great

too much potential lies within

for us to limit 

and settle in narcissism

Because Love is patient

and Love is kind

it is never jealous

or boastful

or conceited

It is never rude

or selfish

Live and let be

Love and do what you will

As the wind blows and as water flows

don't close your mind body and soul to the valuable gift

of loving as love comes

Feeling it flow and whirl 

twist and curl up inside of your soul

like a storm that, always before, feels calm

and rages for days and weeks and months

Let yourself go

so that you may know how it feels to be the hurricane

and the warm breeze

and the feeling of giving

not to receive.