Put down the sword
That's not what life is for
Put down the sword
That's not why you were born
He says
take it slow
She says
don't go
Put down the crown
Lay your anger down
Put down the crown
It's too heavy for your brow
He says
take it slow
She says
I know
Take up the staff
the kid and calf
The lamb, the leopard
they need a shepherd
Five little stones
you stand up alone
The fear it fades
it's already un-made
She says
take it slow
He says
don't go
She says
take it slow
He says
I know
Saturday, November 10, 2012
Saturday, August 25, 2012
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
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
Saturday, August 18, 2012
Saturday, August 11, 2012
Bus stops
Thursday, August 2, 2012
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..
<3
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..
<3
Saturday, July 28, 2012
Generation
I keep trying to be reborn
I'm torn
Love creeps in
where there was a kind of sin
This missing the mark
This shot in the dark is for you
And your beautiful face
I can't replace
The doors of men
Hold little light to draw me in
Shelter from cold
A hand to hold
I am afraid
The plans that I made have shattered
Like none of it mattered at all
Who is the fool?
When I realize the jewel
Is only a heart beat away
I open my eyes, the moon tries to stay
I play
A chord on the harp of my heart
I wait for an answer from deep in the dark
Of my unknown future
Scab and suture are healing
Slowly peeling
Some marks don't go away
Then they aren't marks at all, I say
No, they are the paper
They are the ground
And if I am a cosmic sound
Then you are my holy dove
My love
And everyone writes a song about you
So I will too
I hope you will know some day
These words are meant to waft your way
And come home singing to my tree
A little bee
Two, maybe three
I, maybe thee
Us, maybe We
Someday
I'm torn
Love creeps in
where there was a kind of sin
This missing the mark
This shot in the dark is for you
And your beautiful face
I can't replace
The doors of men
Hold little light to draw me in
Shelter from cold
A hand to hold
I am afraid
The plans that I made have shattered
Like none of it mattered at all
Who is the fool?
When I realize the jewel
Is only a heart beat away
I open my eyes, the moon tries to stay
I play
A chord on the harp of my heart
I wait for an answer from deep in the dark
Of my unknown future
Scab and suture are healing
Slowly peeling
Some marks don't go away
Then they aren't marks at all, I say
No, they are the paper
They are the ground
And if I am a cosmic sound
Then you are my holy dove
My love
And everyone writes a song about you
So I will too
I hope you will know some day
These words are meant to waft your way
And come home singing to my tree
A little bee
Two, maybe three
I, maybe thee
Us, maybe We
Someday
Friday, July 27, 2012
Red Bud
Change the song of my life
I've been singing strife
Let grace reign over me
Set me free
Open my heart
Take out this dart
That cuts to the very core of me
No more
Through the door
I am me, I am free
Utter, ultimate freedom dawns
Prison quakes, break these bonds
My heart leaps, feet like sheep
Dance those shackles free
Dance, just for me
Dance yourself clean
Your dance is the scene
You sow in your life
With seeds of hope
In mud of strife
Open eyes, look and see
This new thing
Born in me
Freedom rings
Mercy sings
The mercy and freedom of perfect acceptance of self and this creative flow.
Surrender, let's go.
To Life!
Sympathy
Is there truly no comfort in life?
What about the comfort of truth?
Longing is a constant companion
The longing for heaven that I carry
It's heavy
Who are You, and what does it mean to be a human?
This flower shows her face now and then
But the blooming takes a lifetime
It never really fades
In fact, it's more potent with age
You get stripped, whipped till you release
The need to be unhappy
But life's circumstances have no patience
Sometimes the lights go out
They just go out and you can't even shout
Because no ones here to hear
Except you and me my dear
The other within
Under a thin cloud of skin
Rip and mingle your inner oceans
Make more beautiful potions
Make something out of nothing
Be the spark in the dark
What about the comfort of truth?
Longing is a constant companion
The longing for heaven that I carry
It's heavy
Who are You, and what does it mean to be a human?
This flower shows her face now and then
But the blooming takes a lifetime
It never really fades
In fact, it's more potent with age
You get stripped, whipped till you release
The need to be unhappy
But life's circumstances have no patience
Sometimes the lights go out
They just go out and you can't even shout
Because no ones here to hear
Except you and me my dear
The other within
Under a thin cloud of skin
Rip and mingle your inner oceans
Make more beautiful potions
Make something out of nothing
Be the spark in the dark
Monday, July 23, 2012
Tyger Tyger
Tyger Tyger
where you roam
slake your senses far from home
In some distant galaxy
hide your sins away from me
Now I see your flashing eye
now you cry, now you cry
Tyger Tyger
burn it down
take this most unsuited crown
Cast it from your hungry head
melt the gold back down to lead
Tyger Tyger
on the ground
cry no more; I hate the sound
I'll ask you not to cease to blaze
simply to find better ways
To channel star-fire into form
Tyger Tyger
be re-born
where you roam
slake your senses far from home
In some distant galaxy
hide your sins away from me
Now I see your flashing eye
now you cry, now you cry
Tyger Tyger
burn it down
take this most unsuited crown
Cast it from your hungry head
melt the gold back down to lead
Tyger Tyger
on the ground
cry no more; I hate the sound
I'll ask you not to cease to blaze
simply to find better ways
To channel star-fire into form
Tyger Tyger
be re-born
Sunday, July 22, 2012
I'm on a Boat...
I think my mothership has left me here
because he has full confidence
in my ability to be a lighthouse.
The spark is in me too
but what, oh what does it do?
Pull me through
I'll come out true
I float like glue
on rubber clouds
I stick my shoe
into your mouth
Don't give me your shit
I can't handle it
I have my own
painful throne
But I am sewing cushions for it.
I look forward
to the unknown
Somewhere there's a light that is shown
And people are the answer
to this and every cancer
Together we live
cut from the tree we're in misery
I'm a branch of Humanity
I believe in me. And simplicity.
because he has full confidence
in my ability to be a lighthouse.
The spark is in me too
but what, oh what does it do?
general weirdness abounds and the world is as it should be |
Pull me through
I'll come out true
I float like glue
on rubber clouds
I stick my shoe
into your mouth
Don't give me your shit
I can't handle it
I have my own
painful throne
But I am sewing cushions for it.
I look forward
to the unknown
Somewhere there's a light that is shown
And people are the answer
to this and every cancer
Together we live
cut from the tree we're in misery
I'm a branch of Humanity
I believe in me. And simplicity.
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