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Title: Sitting on the door step (written at a friends on monday morning)
Tags: Cumfy poem friends life consciousness
Blog Entry: Sitting on my door step My legs dangle into time Listening to the sound of love From the instrument My mind Hold on to the thought That slipped away A new idea An inspiration of creation The building blocks of play Close your eyes And open your mind Free your heart from loves unkinds Let it go And find your flow Release The niche A pain relief From your head To your feet The ground may shake The ground may move Use it to wake you And find your groove Like the needle on the record A Bacardi with a twist That place where life begins And time don’t exist So we take you And make you Find a place to understand The meaning of life And the placing of god's hands Words, It seems, Just come and go Like the nets catch the fish On the tidal ebb and flow That’s what we know.. We know what? That's what we know... A flower in bloom Is never too soon It wakes with the earth And it's expanding cocoon In its own time Without any doubt Patience is a virtue Hurry its life along It will soon burn out Shrivel and wilt Starting to tilt Towards the light That comes through your window When you stop and think It’s like emptying the sink Watching your pool drain away Keep focus in the moment Let the pen lead the way Not astray Can I even keep up? Why should I have to? Surely it's like a cup That’s filling as flowing Words empty through The consumption of my hand The flow is good Easy to understand Find your pace And guide the race Towards a place you know to be true Spread love Heal souls Release humankind From the conscious goo Be the journey Feel the change Racing in your bloodstream Feeling kinda strange Fly to a plane Take height from the ground Prepare for the biggest show around It's you Me Everybody Sharing our common gift of Love and energy Recycle, re use Dispel and disperse Mutate and transform That’s energy's way Ease the process Monday 13th feb @ Early in the morning