Crinkled

Retaining my boundaries
Finding myself while I am being trampled
By each lie you have told.
Am I breathing?

Yes, indeed, I am. Is this real?

Yes, indeed it is.

Life is continuing, even though my soul is left behind.
Onto each note of the longing song I hold

Your lips have gone astray.
Come home.

Everything

is

radically

changing

in
my
field
of
vision.

The openness

Being just me

And not me and somebody.

This must be part

Of our journey

Veins and Hearteries

We are so much deeper

We know so much more

Our blood flows like the river

Outside of our front door

The feeling of the morning

The dew cast on the leaf

The wind flows past my body

Like the soft kind words you leak

Presence Presents Presents

Laughter debrides what no longer serves me
So that I can be free
To now be what I'll be

Laughter removes the mask from my face
In a solid embrace
I see truth
In your grace

There is nothing I can't stretch myself
Just a little more to get
And every challenge I have welcomed;
Every challenge that I've met

It feels good to breathe
Knowing adventure's not far

I don't know where you are
But we are made of just stars

And to find us I'll go
Where I, too, may find scars

I let go of the steering
The rules and the race
And just be who I'll be
Not a moment is waste

Instead knowing so firmly
I am where I should be
Because now I sit fully in each place that I see

And now I know what I desire is ME

And that the beauty of present is
my change

Constantly

And that all that I want

Is already conceived.

And here we are.

Outlets

Where sparks fly

"I don't see how this could work".

Though alone I'd rather be

I push myself 

To the end of what I could

Would I rather be there, would I?

Or could I rather say I should?

I have no idea what is happening now.

But I do know your familiar gaze of love

That you've always offered me

And that is to which I hold on.