Ever Short

I. Truths - however short. Questions - whyever short?
II. How ever short of truth, why ever short of wonder?

III. Whyever short of wonder, however short of truth?

IV. However tall a truth, whyever short a wonder?

Ode to MLK Jr

Portrait

Of a man who lives –to see to it–; whose fisted hand firmly holds humanity’s dignity, who raises it high in common brotherhood and lowers it with courageous conviction, whose arms are links in an unyielding demand for freedom and respect, whose mind dreams on and on, whose feet march on and on, whose soul hopes on and on, whose heart loves on and on, whose spirit struggles relentlessly to bring: Power to the People!

Strength of Vulnerability

Unguarded, uncertain, uncomfortable, nerve-wracking. Questions making way for potential, for tolerance, for understanding. Open to groundbreaks, to heartbreaks. Belief in self-worth, turning pain to power. Ready to chance, dare, serve, love. Vulnerability, a warm hug, the courage to feel. Are you alive?

for Lovers

Embarce that you won't know
why, it is so. And so it is,
better that way. Just as lovers are better
apart. (Well, not really, but a certain differentiation helps

to hold onto perspective, be thankful,
stay wildly curious about another, build
passion in the tension between connection, find
mystery in how you act out your play).

If they're you, and you them, then you're bored
all over again. Unable to will yourself to move, an awkward
four legged two headed monster stuck in a fear driven draw between
whose numbskull is going to shoot first?

The world's on fire! You've got to pick up your feet, darling!
We'll fuck up. So forget about it.
Love often. Go! Where these words don't mean a thing.
Talk about shit with integrity. Smile because it's happening.

O, Yes! It's happening,
like the engagement we're born into. Be
glad you're alive to see
how this old flame still burns.

In an Instant

In an instant I grew
a horizon wider... a sky taller... an ocean deeper...
I thought surely this is it;
one of those unforgettable happenings.
So far,
so true.

To-do's...

To turn the hands of time... To slow it all down and pick the ripe low hanging fruit of our hope trees... To act out a dream, exit stage left, and make way for another play... To be a fool for a lover who could do with more than what’s called for... To strip down and tear it up...  To turn up and put it on since our minute-hands are like chalk and cheese... To go merrymaking and cherry-picking more often... To sweep a tint of radiance over another’s tip-off, recognizing they’ve somehow enhanced our own… To just do it... To find irresistible...

Matrix

Open    Your      Eyes      Your      Open

Your      Eyes     Open     Eyes      Your

Eyes     Open     Your      Open     Eyes