this ship is sailing,
your life is lived
inside the mouth of two luscious lips,
and these false words keep failing.
Time is of the essence.
You don’t say…
I say
The Essence of time is upon us
and it is
Up to us
to Re-invest
to Re-invest our interests
into the power of each instant
and give the pure ineffable essence
which we are always gifted.
Tranquil are the bones
that rest beneath the soil,
yet, inspired are those that follow spirits movement
and how does spirit move?
those who yell in curses miss
those who fail to LISTEN
meet
with stubborn resistance,
yet, so alluring is her
heavenly aria
and how sweet
it is to catch
a melody upon thine own lips
to give a kiss
whose residue spirals with her loving mists.
this continued callousness,
this
angry stubborn “out to get his” resistance is dying
it’s dying in the hearts
who are becoming the leaders of mind body crew
on this cruise ship
the hearts whose lips draw the beautiful smiling
curves of true resistance to self aggrandizing attempts.
listen
listen to her whispers
and actions never fail
walk with the caution of her grace
and your steps will never lead you astray.
retrace-with wisdom mind and memory
where your eyes and inner ears
have left hers behind
ask yourself why?
then come back
GO
wreak havoc on your world
then come back
retracing again with memories correction pen.
to realize you will live eternally in her eyes
is to awaken
is to close the door to old ways angry gaze.
“I’m out to get mine” is the squirming call of the failing paradigm
“what can you give me” is the hopeless call to a continuous struggle in life’s eternal miseries.
Mother ship
beckons me
I cry for her
as she cries for me
and the blending of
these tears-
fills all souls with goddess alchemy.
lay down arms that strike in fear
pull back arms that grab
in greed.
offer arms that caress and
lovingly bless those they touch.
give thanks for eternities timeless essence
remember her voice,
your voice
and rest
in her beckoning silence.