The Spritual Journey

She is a person,
a friend, and a mother.
Journeying through this world
alone.

She is a good soul,
a truth seeker,
a wise voice of a speaker,
journeying through this world alone.

She is patient,
longsuffering, and kind.
A voice in the back of our minds,
journeying through this world alone.

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Rise Up

I see beneath the surface,
and discover what is below
all that is neat.
You are more, so much more.
You discovered who you are.

Eyes open and aware,
Rising up from the collage that is this world.
You have ideals
you can live up to.
You can if you want to.

Enter in Eternity

I saw it in your eyes,
suppression didn’t end pain.
Crumpled sheets of paper filled the trash can.
The clock keeps ticking.

We had to fight off the illusion.
It is ending,
people mending,
We surrendered our egos.

Let fall the walls that separates us,
We will not go back to dust.

Paths Cross

You spoke of us sweetly.
Speak of love truly.
Lead the way of righteousness,
and pave a path of truth.

Let your soul grow,
meditate in silence,
words don’t echo in time.
Tell me honestly, you’ve given me honesty,
rather than words that are kind.

I’m not a simple person,
but if you understand my heart,
you know I don’t fall apart,
but keep fighting for those I love.
Speak your mind now,
words don’t echo in time.

Solomon, Mom and the Phoenix

On a planet far away, a boy flew on fluffy rain clouds with his mommy over rainbows. Where ever he flew the rain fell on the earth and beautiful flowers of every color and aroma grew. The boy had a staff that could change into a phoenix to destroy the enemy. His mother gave him a bag of magic dust that could make things fly and grow. He also had a bag of trail mix made of coconut, nuts and dried fruit. These things he carried with him on his journey to the Mount of Paradise.
The boy had a net that he used to catch butterflies with and he kept them in jars with breathing holes and flowers. When they reached the Forest of Doom, a dragon rose and tried to spit fire at them. The boy threw his staff at the dragon and as the staff was in midair it turned into a phoenix. Her flame was magnificent and she burned the dragon with her fire and it went crashing to the ground. The staff then ascended back to the boy.

Clouds can only travel in certain places where the conditions are right to sustain it. When the cloud could go no further, they sprinkled the magic dust on the two owls and they grew to an enormous size. Then they reached the Desert of Giant Flying Lizards. Four of these lizards surrounded the boy and his mother. The boy turned the staff into a phoenix and commanded her to strike with magic. Her magic was strong and it destroyed the lizards into tiny pieces that dissipate into nothing. The boy and his mother rode on the owls as far as the they could go. Then they reached the sea and made a sail boat out of metal from the center of the earth and set sail across the sea. There was a storm and a sea dragon spat water but missed them. He tried to sink their ship. So the boy sprinkled the magic dust on the boat and the boat ascended to the sky away from the sea dragon that could not fly. In two days time they sailed across the Seven Seas. When they came upon the Mount of Paradise they called upon the phoenix to take them to the top of the mountain.

When they reached the top of the Mount of Paradise there were many beautiful gardens, and trees and they were greeted by elves whom had the good light in them. They were shown many great things and they were happy.

Alternate Reality

You let go.
I did too.
I felt the fear subside,
as I let go of you.

We created a beautiful alternate reality,
greater than any painting on a wall.

You poured water on it,
ruining it all.

Red Rose

Asleep in the winter.
Lives again in spring.
Standing tall in the morning air.

It blossom when the song birds sing.

One dark night the winds were cold,
it fought the frost and turned to gold.

The mornings were quiet,
so quiet,
but told.