Lifes Work

It shows in your face Making the right choice It brings you down, making you crawl back up To where you started from days ago Bad habits Like the treadmill Tire you out Only because the question, the option is still there for you It’s the hard choices The last ones you give up or fight for Those make the path vibrant Knowing the path and walking it It would be so much easier if you didn’t know what the right path was But this is your personal legacy To know the path, to walk the path, to evolve beyond our personal addictions What is lacking when you look inside I just want a little release… Then find it. Do it. Why compensate when you can always give up tomorrow

Who’s the brick? Is she the brick? Solid, trustworthy and reliable Or is the brick sharp and rough Do we crumble under too much pressure? Or flex and bend like the oak Grow and become more stable as the years go on Are we admired for our present state or the remembrance of growth that brought us here? Persistence and determination Create your life as you live it

Be in the moment… Be IN the moment Be there when the pin drops When the tree limbs sway and the clouds race overhead Be there for that feeling of water running over your body Soap bubbles clinging to your skin Be there, in that moment and don’t let your mind wonder No moment is ever boring when you pay attention In that moment when your lover says they love you Be in the moment Resist those memories of broken hearts and empty promises Why waist a perfect slice of time on a past that will never change Change the future and live now Fight against the wondering mind and wonder in the shoes you are in You can always love like you’ve never loved before Become the moment; the past will come under your command Instead of the past commanding you This page was white the moment before I decided to change it The life of this page will never be the same again I paint it with love and kindness Kisses and hugs I love this page like no other, be cause it is here, right now This moment will never happen again I free myself as I free this page Be in the moment, never forget, and rule your own mind

Behind this door the sands build As the wind whips like the tale of the serpent Come ride with me Ride on forever Come with me With me you will (come forever) The channel of dyeing soles Runs deep So hold your breath Looking skyward Pray to your god Pray that he will save you Pray that you will die a painless Death

Waking in the military I did not question how I got there The people around were friendly Girls and booze wondered the halls Friends had unknown faces and nonexistent pasts Everything changed when I said yes Yes to what? An athletic camp I thought A limo came and picked a few of us up The other guys had big duffle bags and we all our cell phones I didn’t even pack a bag and I tossed my phone in the car as if it would always be there The camp rolled by when I realized we were not going just for the day I had not bought any clothes with me,just the one on my back No one knew where I was going And everything went black Waking up I knew I lost my phone I wanted to escape How did I end up here? What was I told that would have led me? Panic took over and I saw a little mouse run across the floor And poof I was in New York It was sunny out and I was with Hana She was showing me a round and we went to a press conference or media happening It was held on the stairs of a building The stairs were long and wide, there was a grass border on one side The TV crews were at the bottom behind the yellow taped line And there was some dogs running up and down the grass hill Back and forth Each time they went, the people gathered to watch I walked over to get a closer look The dogs were chasing after a fluffy toy that a man was throwing for them But there was something else Down at the base of the hill there were mice They were chasing the dogs as best they could Up and down the hill I had some wine on the steps My kitchen appeared and one of the mice was in it Then I saw my bedroom wall and I knew it was finally over

The past never dies Just some of the bodies that occupied it Old souls looking back through the rabbit hole Fear of reality Fear of real change Breaking emotional addictions Creating each moment New and not yet discovered Sorrow and love Pity and whimsy I can almost see the path And almost is uncertainty trying to convince me that I can’t do it I have a new trump this time Belief and hope Soon I will see the path and at that precise moment I will know

For some people it’s not easy to cry To succumb to the sorrow To yeald to the pressure I use to cry without shame It was natural It helped me understand the nature of things a little better I didn’t know that talent could be lost Or what the repercussions would be But yesterday the pressure was too great And I started to cry I cried harder and longer than I’ve ever cried before I cried for loss I cried for love I cried for forgiveness and mercy And when I finally stopped crying, I knew I would cry again I cried in front of my friends I cried before strangers I cried and I cry It’s not easy to cry It’s probably never easy But I’ll do it again and again so I never forget why we cry