RICHES

Rain falls into your eyes,
as we dance in the rain,
you say it is here only to wash the past away,
I just stare,
We sit and remember the forgotten,
Now I sit here alone,
Trying to forget,
the sadness in your eyes,
as you walked another path,
our worlds would never touch,
we were in two different realitiies,
you worried about money,
I about my friends and family, you said you needed money more than anything,
I asked about love,
And that is where it ended,
our friendship,
you pursued your money,
I love and friendship,
Now you are rich,
and unhappy,
I have only pennies to my name,
and all the love i need,
who is richer now?
Money is only paper, and only touches hands,
love is not material, but it touches the heart, mind, and soul.

April 9, 1999

BEAUTY

beauty is the glint in your eyes,
the glint of life,
beauty is in your heart beat,
its in your breath,
your soul can shine like the sun,
just let in the friendship,
let in the divinity of the gods,
beauty is the life you have yet to live,
beauty is the ability to wake up each morning/day,
and hear the birds and feel the wind.
its the ability to sing with it all,
beauty isn't only skin deep,
beauty is like the rose,
it has its painful moments but once the rose blooms the true beauty is seen,
the beauty was always there, hidden within the bud.

JUST SIMPLY BE

Soar in the highest of places,
Sing the most beautiful of songs,
Be free amongst the wilderness,
Just simply be,
Feel all around you,
the heart beat within echoes the one without,
we all are divinity,
we are all connected,
the smallest pebble can upset or soothe the largest of lakes,
Take the outstretched hand and feel the life within,
Life is us and we are life,
don't simply stand and wait,
for that life will not come,
you must be daring to reach out,
to touch the stars,
to get pricked by the rose,
to sing with the morning birds,
to stay out with the owls,
to get stung by the bees,
to see the hidden treasures under the water's surface,
to feel all there is
and most importantly to simply be yourself.

SIMPLE WORDS

Simple words,
cut the heart,
make you bleed,
drop you to your knees,
simple words,
heal the dying,
inspire the soul,
teach one the values,
simple words,
always have power.

IN THE NIGHT THERE IS BUT ONE LIGHT

In dreams I walk,
Silent,
at peace,
the calm before the storm,
darkness surrounding me.
I see the black clouds roll in,
I whisper grasping my symbol of faith,
I hold steadfast, as shadows reach out to take my life,
I close my eyes, and whisper one little prayer,
Again they reach out to hurt me,
I glare at them with a light in my eyes none have ever truly seen,
The symbol at my neck flashes brightly, blinding the shadows,
I shout out the little prayer, "In the night there is but one light"
The shadows screech in pain, for they are built of hatred, anger, all they know is the darkness, the light sends them away,
That light is the light of love.
The inner light that has always carried me through,
the love of those that are gone, and those yet to come,
the love of the unknown, the love of the universe.
The love of the connection to everything.
For you see, love is the one thing worth fighting and dying for.
If you have love, no matter the form, its still love, keep it, fight for it,
let it make you strong, and always remember it,
for even when its gone,
the echoes of it remain within one's heart.

GRAIN OF SAND

Take a piece of sunlight,
and the weathering of time,
the strength of an oak,
the patience of the river,
and the life of a never ending wind,
and mix these things all together,
its what makes a great friend,
the sunlight to brighten the darkest of places,
time to grow close together no matter the distance,
the strength of the oak to have the strength to carry each other through the darkest of days,
the patience to listen as a river has the patience to wear away rock,
and the life of the wind so that it never truly ends,
for all these things have a voice, and they all have advice,
just as that of a great friend.
Listening to all these things is a rare moment, just as a true friend is rare.
I am glad to have a friend who is as rare as a pearl from a clam, a small grain of sand over time may become the most precious gift we have.

TO THE ONES WHO GUIDE ME

In the night,
unafraid,
stumbling,
carefully,
guided,
but the silence,
guided, by a being that is familiar,
a woman,
her hair ivy,
her feet covered in dirt,
her arms tree limbs,
her flesh bark,
vines of flowers cover her,
she is the mother of the earth,
her mate the father of the sky,
both together make all that is,
and all that will be,
storms, beings, air, food, sun,
they are all part of us,
who we are came from them,
their love is unrelenting,
unconditional,
though we forget,
were we come from,
we are born from her,
and we return to her,
yet we never left her,
we carry apart of her strenth,
and part of his strength in us,
its what makes us divine,
its what makes us unique,
its what connects us all,
its what we simply are.
I stumble to find her when the night is too dark,
but I know she and her mate are never very far away,
they just wait for us to find them.
Its a journey just as life is,
See the world through the eyes of a child,
and remember the night is not something to fear.

CONNECTION

We gather,
as one,
as one with all that is around us,
as one our heart beats echo the rhythms of life,
the rhythms of the earth,
all people, all animals share in this rhythm,
everything is part of the divine,
one things leads to another,
which affects another,
chain reactions we don't see,
songs we don't hear,
but we feel,
we react.
We move,
we change,
we adapt,
all is one, we are all,
we are one.
We are Divine.

DREAMER

Dreamer,
wake,
to the night around you,
dreamer,
wake to the fright that is before you,
dreamer,
you must dream no more,
the world is too harsh for a being,
who does nothing more,
Dreamer,
did you know you are beautiful,
your wispy eyes,
your deep in thought gazes,
as if you are possessed by some worldly power,
your slight smirk as you stare out the window,
your intellectiual busyness,
your slumped walk,
avoiding glances,
avoiding disdain,
Dreamer,
wake,
this world needs more like you,
hopeful,
unafraid to imagine,
unafraid to walk a different path,
having faith in only your imagination,
making the time to dream,
in a world that shreds them,
abuses them,
destroys them,
Dreamer,
don't lose who you are in such a hateful world.
For you are the most beautiful type of person in this world,
the sun pales in comparison to the things you imagine and dream of.

I AM

I am the sky,
the ground,
the water,
the animals,
the people,
the buildings,
the trees,
the flowers,
the sun,
the moon,
the stars,
the world,
I am all,
I am myself,
I open my eyes to feel what is around me,
no shields,
just me,
no fear,
just me,
faith
within me,
life
within me,
death,
a part of me,
I am!

SURPRISED?

Surprised?
to see me like this?
surprised to see a hidden truth?
surprised?
that this was inside me all along,
that you only saw what I portrayed,
not the reality of what I am?
not how deep I truly am?
I am like an ocean,
with hidden depths and coves,
but you refused to see them,
or is that you couldn't see them?
I show what I do for my reasons,
I am not what you think,
or see,
sometimes you have to look beyond the outer,
to deep within,
to find the true beauty of a person,
to find the person themselves.
Some times we have to dig deep,
and look hard to see what a person really is.
I am not what you see,
I am simply me,
as we all must be.

WILD THING

I heard her say
"You can't give your heart to a wild thing"
Its true.
The wild thing must always be free,
you cannot tame it
with love,
with hate,
with compassion,
with understanding,
you cannot tame such a thing,
it must be willing to calm itself,
but at its very heart it will never be tame enough to love,
and give unconditionally,
you must let the wild thing be at peace,
run free without restrictions.
If you give your heart to a wild thing,
your heart will break,
for the wild thing knows no bounds,
and a heart can love beyond all bounds,
but it cannot wait for eternity,
for love to be returned,
so do not give your heart to a wild thing,
for it must be free to roam,
and cannot return love given.

EMPATHY

I step into a crowd,
I feel them,
I see them,
the things they bury deep within,
open,
too open,
like a flood gate,
unable to close it,
to shut if off like a light,
Hes sad,
shes mad,
they're unhappy,
hes destructive,
shes having a kid,
hes worried,
shes cheating,
hes leaving,
I feel them,
I hear their secrets,
I watch,
overwhelming
pain,
shadows around hearts,
of otherwise good people,
I feel,
I want to hide from them,
I want to cry for them,
I want to show them their dark truths,
I want to help them,
to guide them,
but I can't,
I don't know them,
Isee through their poses,
their shields,
their protections,
to deep within them,
and yet we will never speak a word,
I just see,
as I pass by,
a stranger to them all,
merely watching from a far,
like a star,
or a shadow,
just watching.

EMPATHY OF SPIRITS

I climb into the water,
I see her lifeless form,
staring at me,
I feel her death,
I feel choked,
water filling me,
I shiver,
This was not me,
this was her.
I walk into the house,
the one next to the grave yard,
I see them,
stalking their graves,
unwilling to move on,
unwilling to cross over,
unwilling to accept death,
I feel their hands on me,
draining me of life,
I call upon faith and they leave me be,
they disdainfully glare at me from afar.
I wake in the morning,
and feel the glare,
I feel the cold,
my breath is caught as shadows move,
and eyes flash,
I sense it,
I feel it,
I feel them,
the dead that hide,
the spirits that roam,
just as I feel the living,
I see their deaths through their eyes,
I can't shake it off,
I can't hide from it,
I curl into a ball,
I climb into a corner,
unable to run,
I cry their tears,
I face their pain,
I know,
I remember.

WISDOM

A teacher once told me, eyes are the windows to the soul,
and poetry is the language of the soul,
poetry reflects all that one is,
and all that one holds within,
for some its a release,
for some its an expression,
for others its what comes naturally,
some times its all things,
some live to write,
some die to write,
just as some die to live,
and others live to die,
I live to breath,
to feel,
to be.
Its been a long journey to realize this,
its been a long life,
to know these things,
some never see more than what they see with their own two eyes,
and others see through all eyes.
Wisdom is knowing when you are wrong,
and knowing you don't know everything.
With age comes beauty in realization,
In the world we are all one,
We just don't always see it that way,
we get too caught up in our lives to see,
the tears of another,
or the laughter,
or the flight of a bird,
or the humming of bees,
or the dropping of leaves,
or the splashing of mud puddles,
sometimes we forget to enjoy.

FATE

In the night I cried alone, with the full moon shining down on me,
the light illumanted the room and danced with the trees,
i heard a voice sing to me,
a soothing soft voice,
but alas, the voice is nothing more than a memory,
a lover long gone,
a life that can never be, his words haunt me and stab my heart,
chilling me to the core of my soul,
I am this child of the Earth,
and yet all the pain I feel is not my own,
I feel her pain, their pain, his pain,
I feel it all, unable to hide from it,
unable to deny it,
I cry in despair,
knowing this is my fate,
to feel the pain of all,
to hear the crying of hte world,
to feel it all,
I fall to my knees, knowing he will never be able to care again,
knowing I can never be the simple thing I once was,
knowing how much pain is in this place,
knowing things I do not understand,
seeing everything around me, being all to sensitive to everything around me,
I fall weeping,
knowing my destiny.

STRENGTH DEEP INSIDE

Strength resides here,
deep within my heart,
but you will not see it,
if you take me apart,
you will not see my spirit,
you will not see my strength,
that is hidden deep inside,
if you take me apart,
you will not find my passion,
you will not find my inner workings,
you will not find what makes me fight against the pain,
you will not find my faith,
these things are hidden,
here in my heart deep inside,
if you open my heart you will not find it,
these things are hidden deep inside with my memories,
with my pain,
with my joys,
my passions,
my life,
my love,
my hatred,
my anger,
my suffering,
you cannot find these things by taking me apart,
they are what makes me whole,
they are hidden deep inside,
they are what makes me who I am,
and its what will always guide me,
they are hidden deep inside.
They are what keeps me alive,
keeps me going through the darkest of nights,
keeps hope in my heart,
keeps tears from my eyes,
keeps me from falling over that cliff,
these things cannot be found by looking or taking me apart,
they are hidden deep inside,
my heart is whats hidden in the places you don't look,
In my heart is the treasure at the end of a long journey.
But I am not something you can keep,
I am not something you can lock away.
For I am free,
just as the butterfly is,
yet the memory of its beauty you can lock inside,
and remember.
But not everything is at the surface,
what is inside me is hidden and buried deep inside.