constantly seeking
peace,
we find
only life’s jagged pieces….until
we slip
into the refreshing flow of our
journey.
then,
and only then, are
we truly
home.
welcome back my friend.
constantly seeking
peace,
we find
only life’s jagged pieces….until
we slip
into the refreshing flow of our
journey.
then,
and only then, are
we truly
home.
welcome back my friend.
heart
and hands and
eyes:
wide open and
seeking. and
hoping.
and praying.
pleading
for
peace
and
beauty.
but i know
the journey precedes
the return.
and
the road goes
on
and on,
and
ever on….
weary,
wicked,
and waiting,
let us,
you & I,
walk a ways,
together.
its always
you.
standing strong or
in a crowd,
it is only you.
so
what,
will you do?
a return:
love rekindled. In the silence
of me
I see
me, staring back
with a knowing smile.
it was only a matter
of time.
no matter where I stray,
the good stuff
is right here,
at home
inside,
with me.
lets burn this motha’ down.
dancing
on the tip
of perfection:
electric sliding
to ecstasy.
a heavy heart is full
of love…
but love
is light….
so come laugh with me,
and let’s cha-cha-cha
all
night long.
hope lifts you right up
to sip from angels’ cups.
deprivation inspires,
and the deprevation sparks fires.
celebrate
and love
and then celebrate some more.