If I could I would write a manual "How-to"
About deepening a simple type of person.
The one who used to frustrate me
With a torturous and dominating amount of flat-lining opinion.
I would start with a simple greeting
And let you feel out my energy.
When you came close enough to be loved
I would wrap you in an unbiased intensity.
Here I am gleaming with intention
So bright I could burn out the mind with a lesson.
Supreme over-beam; third eye infliction
I have come to teach my unique perception.
Staring at me with a grounded fore-frontal mind.
Not even by touch could we understand our vibe.
This is why I am so shy.
Distance becomes clear.
Distance between land and water begins to bind.
Surface ties leave one's feeling behind..
A graveyard soul with a heart deep and supple.
Dare I demonstrate the depths of an upheaval?
Water washes onto your mind's shore.
I hit misunderstanding; resentments rocky core.
The shallow splashing moves me back into a personal sore.
I wanted to heal our soul
Because I woke up here remembering my significance.
The matrix of my pull has me lifted by a surface angel
And now I am awoken, spiritually, into existence.
I have known you for so long..
I do not care how you are doing.
I want you to spare your concepts and share
About when and where, individually, we are going.
Let us get lost in the ideas of our mind!
No more incentive for what you want to arise.
No more bossing, crossing of lines..
Or substance abuse of reckless design.
We stand here thinking, our thoughts,
Constantly yearning to ignite the nature within our spine.
Shooting up into the air
Is the precipitation that comes down as many things we share
Turning from the clouds into the breathes of our air.
Let us talk about land and water.
The silent mother and father.
Their love is not a human sentencing.
What we lack is natural intimacy.
Between me and you; all around amongst our people.
Dear Misguided; no longer try to fight it
The healing at the heart's steeple.
Let us go play not just touch our feet on the bay
While the damp sand cracks under hemispheric decay.
Let us laugh and be bright and unafraid.
The waters, the depth, right outside a shallow mind
I am calling you to attention.
I draw you near to your simple thought of being here
And ask you to relate at your own discretion.
~ B
