This morning I awoke
in a mountain atop a cloud
the wild geese in their temperate refuge
sang the first song of the day.
The smell of the rain and fresh morning air
snapped me back into rapid awareness
of where I was
and what I was doing. Here.
I could not have told you I would be here two weeks ago –
in this mountain amongst musical friends
pushing hard at clouds that had settled long ago
soft and damp perched precariously atop furry trees.
To my great surprise.
The day went fast,
as it usually does when I am busy in the throws of
the ins and outs
the ups and downs.
This is where I
Has chosen to settle my own feet and heart
to create what i was made for
to do my part.
imagine create a life where none was foreseen?
I bet you can even dream
You have been taight
be a good girl good boy good good good
It’s all a story-lie not-very-funny-indeed
wake up-to school-to learn-to man-to child-in need
Love has no requirement,
Even if you thought it did.
Then…while you are asleep
The solid place you used to abide
Become steeped in disappointment
From the stories you have composed your very own self.
And the soul is certainly
Hardened again and again and again
With the trading winds of regret.
When you are lost in the center of that
unbreakable mass that has masqueraded as
the best version of yourself
It is no wonder you become lost in
the reason rhyme and purpose.
But that doesn’t make sense.
you are required to set off the
just to find your own little way back.
But that doesn’t matter really.
Only THIS does.
Only the longing and need to become something BIGGER
Something EXCEPTIONAL and beyond what your parents described
In the invisible box of your promising future.
Hell no! (good for you!)
Although the smaller parter of you doth protest
You chose a YES when you decided to say
ANd that DOES matter because it changes everything.
Because now you finally know that
What matters is only where your longing sits right now
at this moment.
In your skin,
In your feet or your ass
get up and just CHOOSE IT.
Because the longing is
I cannot be in the timeless
Where no such sadness exists.
in your home?
Find home in yourself,
hearts all up on that shelf.
Now in the cool mountain air
with only time and my two hands
it’s all about the music…
and how it begins.
with a quiet but certain
Maybe you were thinking of throwing it all away
into the wind and seeing where the chips would lay
or perhaps more likely
collide and collapse the pictures of your youth mind
Finally awaken to the soul’s rhyme.
Or maybe you thought you could
buy your way out of it
and avoid it all?
Many many have tried.
If they are lucky
they just died.
I have always said
“grow where you are planted”
But maybe I was wrong?
That makes no sense either.
Just take this trip with me
the brave adventure
and decide if you will choose this life
or put it off AGAIN
like you have.
Do you want to walk
Into the desert or the mountains?
Until there are no more answers
Of course you do.