Feeling

Numb
Neurons firing
But missing their mark
Kind of like a novice
Shooting in the dark
No touch
No sound
No sight
No smell
No taste
Will trigger
What some may figure
To be butterflies
And daydreams
Rainbows
And walks on air
Flashes of sparks come
Then disappear
Sparks of light
Flicker
Reactions get
Quicker
And then dissolve
And abates resolve
And the places left burnt
Counts all as lessons learnt
But the nerves down beneath
Make their retreat
Rebuilding
In tingling
Trying to find the best places
To attempt to feel again.

Not so numb
Inhaling the energy
The back of eyelids
Become great screens
Showing great scenes:
Memories.
Great and small.

Beautiful.

The boom boom of heart
Pounding in ears
As well as chest.
Reminders.
Life is good.
In perspective,
Great detectives
Couldn’t find much better

Than this
What would you wish for?
Than this
What could you ask?

The glass at half
Is neither empty
Nor full
Wanting
Lacking
At the same time
But enough
To slake some thirst
To abate some desire
For more

It is in the chase
That satisfaction is gleaned
In happiness of success
Is measured the worth of the quest

Than this
What is there to hope?

Simulation of stimulation
Prevents the atrophy
That is fear

It is a muscle that you carry
That you protect
And shield
Strength is gained by push
AND yield.

The shocks
Knocks off socks
But it seems in the end
It’s the jolts and the bolts
That makes what has stopped
Start beating again.

(Aug 1, 2009)

Untitled

In the constant
Ebb and flow

Of Life

It gets easier
To let things go

People too.

Like pools
In a waterfall
Life survives
In newness
Freshness
Release
As well as
Receive

It’s the way it is.

Give and Take.
Give.

Everything.

Hope you’ll be restored
Pray you won’t need
Know your boundaries
Can stretch
Will stretch
Take stress
Release it
Keep only what you need
For today
Manna will come tomorrow
If tomorrow comes

Not promised to anyone
Not even for everyone

The tide is high
Wade
The tide is low
Wait
The tide is right
Swim

Stay
Go

Be wary
Of the signs
Things vary
With the times

Grow
Where you’re planted

Know
The world’s slanted

Live
With controlled fear

Courage
Is not fear’s absence

Strength
Is not weakness’ opposite

Stand for something
But don’t be closed
Fall for some things
See where the rabbithole goes

Red pill
Into the looking glass
It may be for the better
Who knows
Some risks are worth it

Take.

Lessons from the world
Let life teach you
Let the transmissions stretching out
To meet you
Reach you

Bend lest you break
Get messy
Take chances
Make some mistakes
But, learn.

Miss Frizzle
Had the formula
Make the magic school bus real
Some things you need to be told
Others you can feel

Trust your instincts sometimes
Know the consequences
Are yours to bear
So be careful
But not too careful
Ruts can get deep
And the climb out
Can get steep
Attempt something scary
The rush alone will be worth it
Success too
But not as much as facing the fear

But above all
Let things go
The acid wears hard
On its own container
Poison cares not for intent

The boomerang theory
Can give you some peace
Cuz for real
What is fi yuh, cyaa un-fi yuh

The hardest thing to do
Is wait

(Aug 3, 2009)