Rise UP

From the crown within where mind cogs turn;

Where the electric rushes pulsate and inflamed yearn's of soul's ignited fire's burn;

Where in mind-gates rotate and encapsulate deep beats of heart's small joys and life's lecturing mistreat's;

Hear the silent, tinkering, whimper of a broken willed cry;

Strap the bands of crippled faith in this cacoon of life-giving mutate and raise the delicate potency of the peaceful dancing lily

Donate the change for this soulitude escape and recreate from deep within cores and spawn only love-born and un-torn belief that within us thrives the need to be sweetly sung in slumbered truths through lullaby's of pure demise

Cascading...

Soul-stepping...

Avalanche questing...

boulder-tumbling...

Culminating desires to break first wake...

And fly high in blue skies...

And float on by; flake-by-flake; to settle side-by-side and let reign here - light...

For hopes and conquests in freshly founded rights to delight the little girl in her and the sweet boy in him....

Hand-in-hand swiflty they serenade the meanders of flowing fingers from frosted white mountain peak's to sizzling sunset horizons and night sky illuminated moon peeps...

Beyond the conforms of his and hers and their deal-breaks they reconnect once more;

So let us, Brothers and sisters up and soar;

Find within each; their soul-core to want, to feel to be...

Freedom from menti-sental insanity, breeching brinks of mindless society in this seek of liberty.

Un-turn the brother-on-brother assassination and regain our divine natural exclamation for reconception of an untainted salvation

Inch-by-inch to be tendered, rerendered, cleansed and amended.

Keeper of strength in the threads of histories, inexplicable mysteries and once upon a time star wished wisheries.

Carefully implanted within untainted notions in the oceans of fresh tidal gushes and of new birth-ushers in this world of feel-good-rushes.

Within these skin-bound realizations, soul rivers run red and they run deep;

In seek for love-lost ties and redemption through excavation of sands of time kept snug in the silver shore lines in wave-washed wonders through the ages to find the footsteps of our dearest Ancestors...embossed and embedded in sea shores and banks of rivers... forgotten but not lost...

Merely misplaced and replaced in fear of mistrust and an undesired fate;

Solace and soul resting perches for hope-fueled wings to explore lies within eyes of desire for new aquisition of an untainted kind of premonition;

at finger tips for home-bound sailing ships;

and on the ears of prosperity in fields of possibility and a people probability.

Synchronicity in a one beat heart... 

feel the rhythm devined in "we will be"... 

embrace the refrain :"we can be" ... 

the change has begun with him with her you and now me...

beat by beat...
rise up in unity...

the mirror of me

She sat and swung back and forth; 

Giggled and glee-ed;

Content with her "BE".

She said: "Don't worry just swing with me. 

Touch and smell green-grass seas.

Let the blades taste your toes"

Forget the land's you thought you could not tend and grow.

Mom and Dad, they've sailed their seas of storm, 

and they are now heroes of their own battled cy-clone."

Like their lonely little yellow sunflower, they've blossomed a new bloom

and I should now float to my dear moon...