To Be Born Anew

The spectre of late thirties lies before me with wills
The bucket must empty before it fills
And all the lockets I keep so safe and warm
Are nothing but silence within the storm
And the wind it howls, beats against the doorframe
Like the terror of time that knows my name
Coz it’s aging and fading, then again to bloom
And I am the Space within the room
I am the Awareness that keeps the body breathing
I am the Love in the absence of needing
I am the stars and I am the wild
Who long ago moved through this life as child
And it’s agile and free, beautiful and still
It captures each moment on the windowsill
To grow like a branch out from the tree
I seem to call this incarnation me
But it’s more and it’s less than words can contain
I try to describe it but I do it in vain
As all the rivers join the great sea
And realise their Eternity
I’m washing the coast with the beat of a wave
And there are a million things I try to save
But I let them all go as I open my hand
Give in to the ocean that turns rock to sand
Give into the heat that turns metal molten
I am a colt and thinking of bolting
But I’m held in this moment by the Decree
“All things of creation are expressions of Me
And none can move outside my command
I lift up the waters when I raise my hand
And unusual as it may seem
I’m calling you to wake from the dream
I’m calling you to stand up strong and true
Let my strength move through you”
And I’m barely breathing as I suck in the air
I’m living this life like an answered prayer
And to grow old is but a device
To get you to go deeper and maybe think twice
And ponder the source of your own Being
I’m just translating the light that I’m seeing
As it shines on every blade of grass
Open your heart and let it ask
For all that you’ve been dreaming of
The weather calming to a dove
And that the source of all is Love
Let go and live what is above


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Tire Tracks

Should I be afraid of all the tire tracks torn through the dirt
And should I try to hide all the pain and all the hurt
Cause all the scars make me into something I am not
And though I tried to get away I found that I got caught
In all the brambles and the briars as they entwined my arms
The harder I struggled the more that I got harmed
But the nightmares soon came to a finality close
And I found that peace was the path I chose
As all the beautiful and meek finally came to rest
Into a heart that was tormented, that once was distressed
All the calmness ensued and the softness of a chair
As I sank down deep into what once wasn’t there
So to anyone who worries, to anyone who crowds the deep
There is a homecoming and a stillness that will keep

Sway

The light goes out on your stair
And I wonder if you’re still there
Because it has been an eon and a half
Since ere I saw you smile
And I wonder
If you still wonder
About me
In the night
Or calm moments of the day
And think
And sway