Honesty, I thee wed

Oh my deer; oh deer, dear me
Life goes on perplexingly
Love's arm reaches through the fog
"look, my dear, a little frog"
Give it back, the precious prize
I will see with unveiled eyes
I am no ones slave or master
I'm a light and shadow caster
All my life, to keep me free
I thee wed, my HONESTY

And life goes on, from friend to friend
There is loving without end
End your resistance to life's flow
Sometimes you're high, at times you're low
Sometimes insulted, others praised
Let circumstances leave you amazed

Where shall we plant our life's seed?
When it grows, do we kill all the weeds?
Can you uproot, replant and grow;
When it's time to move, can you let things go?
So I will have no truer love
Than this: my own life, me, my dove
And I set sail in all life's seas
Cause with MY SELF I am well pleased

Love,
Psyche

Lettuce bee

Bus stops

Souls are soup and we mix them up
We mingle flavors and drink our cups
And it is good
In this or any neighborhood.

Av

A day well spent
and no need to repent
of this fun
a new life has begun
Born two days
before the great fire blaze*
razed to the ground
and the temple came down
Redemption has sparked
on the day most dark
all lights went cold
Now before I get old
I'll light the real lamp
to lead this camp
in their journey on
toward the dawn
Homeward
home is here
No fear
On we go!




(7.30.12)

*I was born on the 7th of Av, two days before the day of destruction in Jewish tradition. Just before the fall of the stone temple - the old paradigm of petrified thought forms - a little spark flickers into consciousness, ready to skip, trip, flip on, mobile and merry, versatile as a tent in the desert. Rooted in love and the acceptance of self. On the road..

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