Wow Now

unending space and time's

faithful

              loving passion

blooming through heart

                                       and mind

this dear moment

                             fashion      

Who’s That Knocking At Our Door

       there’s a power that’s a shower

healing wounds soothing pain

there’s a force that’s a horse

carrying us on its mane

there’s a love that’s a glove

caressing all our pores

from a self that’s an elf

opening all closed doors

with an urge that surges

exploding buried ore

flying us with the birds

who were once dinosaurs

Seed Need

too rushed I feel crushed

so I melt down

merge with the ground

rebound

               grow

                         slow

                                            lush    

Momentum Ad Infinitum

Momentum Ad Infinitum

all night and day

grace

          pace our play

Use Of Abuse

screaming make true

dreaming to move

loose always juiced

Feeling’s Healing

sensations are endless births

made by us

                    and all around

re-creating in pain and mirth

we’re rebirthed

                    from skies through ground

Pay Attention To The Man Behind The Curtain

when told I am a sham

I’m happy that I can

start sheering “sh”

                              from “sham”

revealing

                who I am