Digging a ditch with Dave Matthews, looking for a quiet place.
Too soon the music is replaced by my thoughts to run, so I
Sprint to replace times gone by while I search signs and
Portents that once the stars will align,
to remove the malign of existence in a special void.
Lightless, formless, water with no spout,
Sharing no shred of doubt.
Attaining not disdaining,
Finding
Kind, Reliable
Yes
Safe
True
Always Lover
Swirling white foam, And a retreating shell. Things to do, And times to tell. Listen to them speak. Take...
No time for sleep, When you’re flailing in the deep. Down on your knees, enjoying a breeze. Past the...
Adrift on Oceania at night All of us. Sailing and surfing to destinations yet known. Have you learned? Have...
When man bargains in his mind, Eternally wishing he were God, Times up. You’re too smart for your own...
When you’re getting closer, Closer to the heart, Closer to the start, Closer to the dream. You sit up...
Life has become watered down To the point of distillation. Don’t tell me this is a revelation, Three-day vacations....
Sometimes is tired… Oftentimes desired. Sleepy-eyed happiness. Energetic exhaustion. Press forward… Shake it up. Spill it forward, Up, up...
That old beast seems to have awakened. It’s starting to stir, Machinations glimpsed and gears a whir. Beating walls...
