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As my body’s blocks fell,

As my body’s blocks fell,
Tumbling

you effortlessly pulled
Them out of air,

My body,
Blocks but rounded,
Tumbles from itself.
And you,
Softest hands & eye,
Sweep me up by palm,
Placing head ‘low heels.

If I did not receive joy from commenting on the rain,

If I did not receive joy from commenting on the rain,
If I did not wait for the words to come,
If I hung my head in defiance of that high order,
If I followed a path set for me and not one I created,
If my logical mind took over the duties of a reverent soul,
I know where I would be:
I would not be here.

I have that

I have that
Good vibe
Goin’ through my head,
Runnin’ into walls.

I have that
Good vibe
Pacin’ through my heart,
Fallin’ into scars.

I felt something right
Before you said it’s
So wrong how far
Apart we live when
Being in the same home.

I fought the past to
Say I can grow a
Little more with
Each day, but
Life reminds
Us of who
We are.

You

You
Fidget in air,
Holding
Still
Only to be lifted,
Twisted
By an unseen rail.

Gliding by seconds,
Falling, flying,
Widening wings
To fit on breeze.

Hah!
You sway on strings unseen,
Posturing to keep me from your home,
Friends, food, or stomping grounds,
Yet I must mow.

How mundane

How mundane
The situation, life,
Where the exceptional
Ability of awareness
Forgets itself,
If only to be remembered.

Grief. An unwanted annual,
Holding tight its lips
In spite of chatter.

I fall for you

I fall for you
In the afternoon;
I realize
How much you do
To catch my eye,
To keep my hand
By your side,
And our minds
Forever ours.

How sweet battlefield of breeze

How sweet battlefield of breeze
Throws patterns against a white-washed sky,
With speck’d splatterings of grey-blood
Leading mind to wander in thought
Of life, slow-crawled to march o’er globe.

In contrast, wet green of Arbor leads me stay
To fight Gravity and her many anchors here.

Life is but a monumental painting, where brushes care not of color, but carry them relentlessly.

Quite magical to see.txt

Quite magical to see
, flying above me,
The outline of a bird
Against the bare bottom of a cloud,
Darting o’er canopy
Man-made and not,
Taking my eyes on ride of Valkyrie.

Oh,

Oh,
I thought you knew it.
Oh,
I thought you saw it
With all the looks I gave to you.
Oh,
But, you must have known them–
Oh,
But, you had to know them–
With all the looks I gave to you.
Oh,
I stared beyond you;
Into our hearts, I found you;
In my mind, I kept you there.
Oh,
The times we spent;
Oh,
The lives we shared,
And
You never knew them…
But,
I am here to tell you,
Oh,
I am here to tell you
Just
How much we’ve known
Each other,
Just
How much I need you
To care.

Waking up

Waking up
To
The ways
Of a
World
Centered
At the poles,
Leaving
Us,
The Temperate,
In silence
But to avoid a change.

I know now
A change
Always comes,
As one
Came
For us,
The Temperate,
To be.

I know now
A change always comes,
And
Evolving
Is the only way
To stay
What I
Intend to be.

musings & scribbles