My Soul Speaks

my soul speaks
syllables in sync with heart beats, my mind is clear
the spoken word is mightier than a sword
utterances of truth trumpeted from a top mighty towers
Truthfully I tell you
trust your instincts, train your thoughts
for the power to heal, the power to harm
is contained in your mind
sound the alarm

Eye Hath Not Seen

Eye hath not seen and ear hath not heard because we perceive at the level of our consciousness. What we see is perceived through a particular lens, called our point of view. We can not truly see and hear until we are stripped of our false beliefs. Then we will see all things a new.
 

The Futon Manifest-o

I was told to start with something small

something believable

If it's too grand an idea

too extreme a notion

you may not believe in your power to manifest

and then it's possible you'd lose your zest for truth

so I sat in my basement with the lights turned down, in silent meditation

and affirmed

In a timely manner, for the benefit of all, 

I intend for a futon to make its way into my life

then, I let go

imagine my surprise when I walked outside and found one sitting on the curb the next day

damn, I knew I shoulda asked for a million bucks

Point of View

Imprisoned by my point of view.
Can I even really see you?

Your pen

Do you believe that one poem can change a persons life
that one phrase can move people in directions they never imagined
I heard a word once that sent shivers down my spine
A syllable that made every single hair follicle stand still
I read a piece once that brought tears to my cheeks
because it was written from your pen.

The Big Bang

Silence
For once
My mind is still
A blank canvas
A black hole
Void
The whole world vibrates
The blue bird sings
From the center of stillness
A burst of thought explodes
A universe is born

On hiking Mount Kilimanjaro

hiking Mount Kilimanjaro

the sights are spectacular

sunsets from atop overhangs

climbing cliff after cliff

sweat beading off my brow

birds nested on peaks

powder clouds that read like poetry to my soul

penetrating the peak that punctures the sky

I stood atop the mountain wishing you were by my side