wake up in the morning to stretch this body
excavate a worry, provides the thrust
to stand up
and start the chain of events
sit and sip coffee in the lap of luxury
see the rise of blood and drug money
in my backyard
see my work cut out
but every path
leads back to the start
enough time and energy and memory space
to look each facet in the face
is never there
but there is always enough
want to be heard with so many voices
want to be sure with so many choices
just trust
what can I do but trust
when every path
leads back to the start
wind up the watch and
stick it back in my pocket
on this day let us pray
to shed excessive trepidation
and to be
let us embrace being
let us be able to say ok
to loss and gain and endless change
and in the end
let me say amen
as every path
leads back to the start
yes no yes no yes
ALLAYAWELUJAH
allayawelujah
don't know how much control We have
know we require much less than We crave
flowing through vessels pressurized by God's heart
what will We do with the control in our hand?
when We plan
to be for God
We can have
no other plan
a plan is a prayer
to an infinite God
let us sing an infinite prayer
allayawelujah
think and feel and act on things We don't want
cuz We think they're contrary to goodness
but the good God encompasses all
so even the darkest being is loved
when our vessel
flows through unwanted acts
We can answer with
a promise of love
a promise is a prayer
to a good God
let us sing a prayer of goodness
allayawelujah
don't know why there's so much pain
know pain is a blessing as is asking why
children die before they grow
use your voice to say thank you
We will be
given no pain
for which We are not
ready
people who die
go where they belong
born to a place
they can grow a voice
a voice is a gift
from a giving God
let us sing a thankful prayer
allayawelujah
THROWING THE BABY
when someone
disappoints
You've been given
more than expected
expectation
is so narrow
memory a
misguiding reference
mix everything and watch your pot boil over
I left my soul
here and there
now when I go by
I'm pulled as a magnet
our relation
attracts and repels
a meaning of events
too big and too small to witness
gathering speed, the cart pulls ahead of the horse
animal head
eats their tail
a conduit
for vibration
we give
and we receive
facilitating
inward and outward expansion
throwing the baby out with the bathwater
WHAT'S IN A NAME
what's in a name
what's in a name, dearest maiden
You are a gift who bubbled up
from a deepest ocean
and what am I
what am I here at the surface?
I rose up for You
on this arc
what is our destination?
heaven, and We're there now
who blows the sails
who blows the sails that keep us moving?
don't know their name but they're the face
of this peaceful abundance
what of the waves
those fucking waves that beat us under?
they face those too
in their name
we pray to be delivered
let's pray to be to be
passing a recurring place
déjà vu nodes rippling
dropping an anchor only
drags us down
what's in a name
what's in a name, dearest maiden
You are a gift who bubbled up
from a deepest ocean
and what am I
what am I here at the surface?
I rose up for You
IN A PASTURE
I stood here with You about a year ago
and the cows had chewed the grass
down low
now the cows don't come
up here no more
so I'm up to my waist and I gotta run home
I'm in a pasture
We'd just met but I put an arm around
and your dog was off lapping beer
off the ground
now I'm late for an appointment
and I'm way outside of town
and I'm up on a mountain but I can't see a way down
I'm in a pasture
some folks' minds are made up by what they heard
they say I could never love
the littlest bird
but We're up here where We
have all we need
so they can talk but We've already gone to seed
I'm in a pasture
We're in a pasture
DOWSER'S DREAM
We rode along the road along the lake
the river rose and flooded our way
I don't know where all of this water came from
or what casts the shadow beneath which my dreams play
as bead to bead and room to room does pass
so We embody rippling progress
how deep our roots and what it is they reach for
how many layers upon this forest floor
they picked us up for school in a white van
along a street of derelict houses
holes on the lawns through which shown spacious
blue sky
I'm all strapped in in fear of falling in
REFUGE
Joe went wading in the shallows
in his all-wheel drive
the teachers call at Michael
he's ripping the leaves from a tree
make the truth your refuge
there is no other refuge
green walnut balls fall in grandma's yard
grandpa's hands do not reach down
to pick them up anymore
when the green turns black, who will pick them up?
make the truth your refuge
there is no other refuge
refracted orbs swim in my vision
overlapping mosaic blue space
everybody draw their model of the state
overlapping that's the closest I will come to grace
make the truth your refuge
there is no other refuge
GOODBYE
I feel You leaving
if You want to
then I want You to
I hope You find happiness
where You're going
do You want to
open the door
to feel the air
to smell the rain
and hear the birds out there
as clouds are water
We are love
and the rain must fall
before the light will bow
You say the problem
is that I don't know
what the problem is
I know that fairness
and abuse are relative
my good intentions
fell on open wounds
I ain't no saint
but I never attacked You
as clouds are water
We are love
and what falls down
always rises above
You might come back now
I might come seek You out
I had this dream this morning
We both said
We're sorry
SOME NIGHT MUSIC
at the end of the day
the sun goes away
and all her children
follow her face
at the end of the day
will We be allowed to say
we breathed in the sky
and honored life?
at the end of the day
at the end of my life
will I be justified?
will I give a laugh
will I give a cry?
at the end of my life
I promise
I will be with You
at the end
when We're born again
will We remember when
recognize ourself
as a friend?
when We're born again
at the new sunrise
I'll search by her light
and when I find You
will We kiss?
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