In another day and time,
I will be a man with a will.
I will do what I must
because I willed it.
In another day and time,
I will be a woman with caring.
I will persevere and share
and love because I am.
In another day and time,
I was the God of all creation.
I weaved life's tapestry
and in myself I sought refuge.
Who could equal my grace and my sweep,
I am alone and although I can create
I cannot create an equal
to me.
And then I - a God,
thought of Man and Woman.
And behold, they were!
The sought refuge in my garden.
Today I am
as I was yesterday.
Man and Woman,
have paired and thrived.
Alone, I stand
and watch my wonders create life.
I another day and time,
I chose to be them.
But now I am content.
I am the One
and now,
I am them.
Friday, July 10, 2009
Tuesday, April 21, 2009
in my dreams i am ...
a unicorn and a wish
granted
a midnight release, a wind
farted
the smile, the woman
striking
the big gun, the hero
smoldering, biding
swashing and raging
a storm arrives
steer and be not afraid
in adventure - thrive
a big ego, manly
and pride
a secret life, unreal
and snide.
granted
a midnight release, a wind
farted
the smile, the woman
striking
the big gun, the hero
smoldering, biding
swashing and raging
a storm arrives
steer and be not afraid
in adventure - thrive
a big ego, manly
and pride
a secret life, unreal
and snide.
Monday, February 2, 2009
RAMA
like a hidden breeze
spreading, gaining
growing
and grabbing
inching
clawing
irresistible
the next coming.
throbbing in your heart
building up
revving engines and wild bird calls
not the cannons
not yet
a running launch
a leap
and up
and up
and away.
and still...
freedom and flight
and a way of life
so real
so just...illusory...
just within reach
and little more
and a teeny weeny bit more
and almost
but not quite yet.
the stars
they beckon.
soon...soon.
spreading, gaining
growing
and grabbing
inching
clawing
irresistible
the next coming.
throbbing in your heart
building up
revving engines and wild bird calls
not the cannons
not yet
a running launch
a leap
and up
and up
and away.
and still...
freedom and flight
and a way of life
so real
so just...illusory...
just within reach
and little more
and a teeny weeny bit more
and almost
but not quite yet.
the stars
they beckon.
soon...soon.
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