6/18,7/6/09,1/14/10
Sometimes when I close my eyes
I can hear a distant hum
and all my thoughts begin to slow down
and I long to find out where its coming from.
A familiar place, my relative sound
a reminder I can smell and taste.
All wrapped up in this shadowed hum
as my thoughts become people walking outside of me
as faint as their voices, I'm listening to me.
But yet this dissonance comes from far away
from nothing I've seen or experienced to date
the source of the rumbling is foreign to me
yet memories surround me, swept up in its wake.
(to be continued...)
(a meditation on the message and mystery of our memories and dreams... after reading Celestine Prophecy and the Tenth Insight)
Thursday, January 14, 2010
Friday, January 8, 2010
Just One Step Away
12/8/09, 1/5&7/10
Baby won't you sing my song
can you walk my way
and lay your body next to mine.
Life doesn't want me to rest
she tosses waves at my shore
blows indecision in my ears
and sends doubts through the rain.
But I can't rearrange the way
the blood runs through my veins
any more than the way the wind blows my hair
and the water rinses me clean.
just as quickly as the waves hit my chest
the sand and the stones wash out with the tide
I can stay and pick through the seashells and weeds
and look out to sea for the beckoning sails
at times I just stand and look at my toes
and watch as the ground is sifting in rows
earth is moving beneath me, nothing is still
i feel my heart beating inside me, forcing its will.
Baby, won't you walk my way
lay your body next to mine
let's erase the time.
when the night falls on the coast
the air reeks of memories, jasmine and brine
the energy is lifted, beneath every breath
leaves one of your thoughts gifted, to stay with the dunes.
Baby won't you sing my song
can you walk my way
and lay your body next to mine.
Life doesn't want me to rest
she tosses waves at my shore
blows indecision in my ears
and sends doubts through the rain.
But I can't rearrange the way
the blood runs through my veins
any more than the way the wind blows my hair
and the water rinses me clean.
just as quickly as the waves hit my chest
the sand and the stones wash out with the tide
I can stay and pick through the seashells and weeds
and look out to sea for the beckoning sails
at times I just stand and look at my toes
and watch as the ground is sifting in rows
earth is moving beneath me, nothing is still
i feel my heart beating inside me, forcing its will.
Baby, won't you walk my way
lay your body next to mine
let's erase the time.
when the night falls on the coast
the air reeks of memories, jasmine and brine
the energy is lifted, beneath every breath
leaves one of your thoughts gifted, to stay with the dunes.
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