God, Gimme a Sign….Oh, Right

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This is the first and only time I’ll write a poem
To go with a gif I found
Its just the feeling of being fucked with
By the Universe is too profound
I go looking for apples and there is an orchard
Of trees growing in my house
I go looking for lions and find them in nets
So I can be the mouse
And every day its clearer, every day its true
There is a third energy coming from me and you
Pilfering our daydreams right out of our hands
And making them come true outside of demands
From places we can’t hold and heavys we can’t lift
Accept the love you’re given because its a gift
And worrying too much and being a try hard
Is only blocking windows because horizons are too far
And even though I doubt and even though I claim
I fall by the wayside and am picked up again
By a power I don’t know and surely can’t contain
Don’t curse falling water when you love the rain
And don’t try to make it sacred, don’t try to make it holy
When using words like wisdom that are coming from you only
And making it a monster or making it a queen
Denys the reality of living the daydream
That was made and designed by a higher hand
He brought Him to You so trust the command

Up, Over and Under

Bold and beautiful, striding and brave
Danger and dark may come but are just your slave
Hair in your eyes
Framed eyes soft and wise
And words that just dropped
Watched as your heart stopped
Lost for words with your full flare on me
There was no response as I could see
I was afraid and an ocean swirled
But warm, it enveloped and curled
This half light with you, stay
A shadow world resting in grey
I don’t understand and I’m terrified
Unknown to my eyes, this is why I hide
Apparently this yellow road is our path
Breath on my cheek, God whispers so to my heart
So, I’ll put one foot forward to meet your toes
Feel the wind blow, breathe it as it goes

Beautiful Skies

I was raised in a land with beautiful skies
And got lost in a moment of heated goodbyes
But ever the optimist to shine on the age
The sun kisses the horizon each turn of a page
So walk down to the water with me for a stroll
As we watch the fish swim and the waves as they roll
As the little grass grows up all around
Here in this silence there isn’t a sound
And you can taste years and the weight of it all
From the height of your flight to the inevitable fall
Cause all things born of earth and all things born of time
Will return to the hearth of the fire sublime