I used to think that happiness was all there was to life
And I had a hard time, striving...
I used to keep my shadow side kept hidden deep inside
And then my mask slipped, I was hiding...
...
I invite my heart to speak
What will it tell me?
It feels closed to anything warm
So this may take some time...
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This too shall pass or so they say
But in this moment I am in pain
My eyes are leaking
My head is sore
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Up and down I traverse through the vale
This ladder of success serves greed and fear
Sliding from systematic democracy
Gaslighting the masses with rose tinted glasses
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Sakura, Sakura
Shake your branches for me
Oh, cherry tree, with your good education
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Early one morning words were missing
Before that words were not.
As time ticked by, words were picked up
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A tangible void,
The paranoid unemployed ache and quake
From wars outdoors; a cacophony of misery,
Myopia of liberty,
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Away from the world, in my private space,
I cocoon.
Still resting after chaotic cacophony,
I lay.
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Alienation tearing you apart
Isolation from the unity heart
Suffocation of emotion
Just to get by....
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Oftentimes I have seen the embrace
Of a mind opened wide to the sky
To believe and research, understand
There's much more now to know about life.
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How many times have I walked to and fro
Along the shore dipping my feet beneath
Glassy aquamarine waters' flow
To wash away my pain from underneath?
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She looks pensive,
Lost in thought.
Finding the remnant of last night's dream
Somewhere in the depths of the ‘to dos',
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Focus on everyone else. Their words, said or unsaid. Their actions, subtle but clear.
Focus on their needs and forget yours.
Constantly aware of the energy in a room
While forgetting to protect yours.
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Sirens echoed into the distance and the waves drummed upon the sand. I felt its heat on my bare feet as I danced along the promenade, waving to my friends on the pier.
A waft of vinegary saltiness and fried foods accompanied my suncreamed nose and the parrots that dangled from my ears seemed to sway to the rhythm of my steps.
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Parallel, even edges, right angles corners, congruent shapes with symmetry and rotational order.
Order.
Structure.
Uniformity.
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Open hearted the exploration
Manifesting the observation
Inhabiting the celebration
Rhythmically the excitation
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Happiness
I used to think that happiness was all there was to life
And I had a hard time, striving...
I used to keep my shadow side kept hidden deep inside
And then my mask slipped, I was hiding...
I can be me with the things that make me happy
Like rainbows on a cloudy day
My family, and how do you say?
My tribe, my kin, my friends, connections
I am me because I am part of you...
Music makes me happy as does helping people
Laughing at myself and playing the fool gives me access to small spaces
But I have a goddess inside aching to live large and encompass joyous abandon!
I no longer need the mask...the goddess shines and that makes me happy.