SEARCH FOR TRUTH 

A search for truth Amid the dimmed and painted hauntings T’was my youth.

To view the lies In all their proof While kept from wonder’s herbs. And though all leaking light was sealed

When years were fresh And trust was free,

One tear unchained my soul From me To bathe in silent words.

Once freed from dark and laughless halls To sing and dance In greens and gold,

To feel the flower, love, unfold, An inner voice rang clear.

And in a flash of saffron glow The voice of wisdom truly rang.

“Yes, all is One is Love”, it sang, “And all in life is dear”.

A silver cord unites all life. So sure, am I, That you are me,

That peace and truth are sure to be, And we have but to wait.

Yet, every moment all things grow And every free mind thirsts to know.

Yes, seeking ever upward is man’s fate.

I AM

I am water. you may isolate me, yet source and I are one.

you may scoop me up into a golden chalice or a tattered paper cup…it matters not… I am water.

I am fire. I burn with living desire. carry me as a guiding torch.

feel my gentle heat as I scorch the veil of separation.

you may fear my power and attempt to control it, yet I burn free in every living cell.

I am fire.

I am air. I ride the currents of energy, awakening and revitalizing all that is.

I touch all things at once with invisible wings.

I remind you of the discoveries to be remembered.

I am air.

I am earth. Solid, yet shifting. I nurture your seeds of creation,

planted with your every thought and word.

I hold you to my fertile breast and nurse your growth.

you may claim to own me,

but i am your mother who birthed you forth and welcomes you back home.

I am earth.

I am water, fire, air and earth. and I am so much more.

I am the concept and the content. I am the function and the form.

I see myself in all that surrounds me I am all and I am none.

I am that I am

FREEFALL

Music is the rhythm that dances in the air.

rhythm is our soul’s beat that echoes everywhere.

It never can be caught by fingers formed of flesh.

it flows forever, freely, always pure and fresh.

We ride upon this rhythm and try to flow as one, but living free is often hard and wisely, seldom done.

So starting first with laughter mixed well with love’s the key

that can unlock most any heart sealed tight by misery.