Do not fear the unknown in front of you,
But explore it's essence!

For fear is a blockage of progress,
And stoppers of growth.

One does not learn to swim in a whim,
But free fall with courage knowing it might be the last,
And come out stronger soaring in the wind.

One can only stay in the maze to die,
But find refuge by exploring the wilderness.

For the liars play their soft lyre to sooth you from the truth,
Like Sirens charm their voices to men's demise.

Like Odysseus, be a nobody for the Cyclopes,
But come out as a victor of his kingdom!

For risking nothing will get you nothing,
But find courage to voyage to unknown,
And be a champion of unraveling!

Canvas with oil painting upon the beach backdrop rile imagination,
With the couple dancing in the sandy ocean bank.

The lady in red curves with the wind,
While the gentleman leads with a waltz.

It's this fantasy that drives our inner movement,
And like a music we follow the tune of the moments,
While define the characters within our actions!

If a painting spoke to me,
I believe "The Singing Bulter" was saying Carpe Diem,
Because dancing in the wind is living in the moment.

To dressed to impress,
True to the movement,
Being one with each other!

It is the sweet taste in the air,
For nothing in the world matter but that moment,
Because love needs no words to express a thought.

So say "The Singing Butler!"

No one will believe your worth,
But the destiny of your birth.

For your worth to many are penny,
So receive them like any phony.

Waltz by their mockery of you,
But Imbue your talent by their mock as your cue

Only you are the master of your destiny,
And your rise will bring them to their knee.

Side step away from people bringing you down,
And stride at your worth will have no bound!

For time is nigh,
So Let their lies die,
And rise high.

Prove nothing to no one,
But sincerely look upon your inner being,
Then ask where does the balance stand?

The world isn't held by anyone's standards,
But your will to find a personal happiness,
So stand tall and look upon the sky with a smile.

You will see that while living is suffering,
So are the rest of the souls around us.
And you are not alone in this solitude!

Understand perfection is an illusion,
But not to say don't try,
Instead be empowered by knowing nothing is.

Do not compete with others,
But try to over come your own weakness,
And become better than before with your personal lack.

Ultimately understand no one lives forever,
But finding inner piece or peace that can bring you at ease,
And then becoming better person as time progress.

Surely our deeds should be measure by self enlightenment,
Because no one is ever the same to be measured upon,
For a better you will end up making the world better for all!

I see a man holding a sign asking for money on the ramp light,
And I would have typically dismissed them "supposed homeless,"
But today is Christmas I told myself as I pulled a twenty dollar bill.

I stopped at my favorite Mongolian restaurant,
Enjoying their stir fry of vegetables and meats,
And I see a young male asking for a phone to borrow.

I would have dismissed him normally with random strays of people,
But today I reached out and started a conversation with this young man.

He was kicked out of his parent's house in Chicago,
Looking to reach out to his friend to hang with.

In Christmas day with another homeless who lived in Chicago,
And some how got to Louisville living in a tent so I gather.

First asking for free water,
And then Dr Pepper as I offered to get him water!

As he try to dismiss himself from the premise,
I asked if he had a meal?
And from what I gather he hasn't ate for awhile,
Maybe a day or two.

I offered to buy a meal,
And then sat with him,
And initiated a conversation!

I know there are fake people trying to take advantage people's good deeds,
Or lazy bums who choose not to work!,
But today is Christmas.

He could have been my brother,
I mean not in literal sense since he was Caucasian,
But aren't we all human with same desires, needs and wants?

If I was in that situation would someone would have helped me?
When I was hungry and had nothing I wished someone did helped me.

People don't deserve a single thing from me,
But today is Christmas!
He could be my brother,
He could have been me!

It's this migraine of swirling, or paused pulse in the head.
As if the revolution of earth is felt in much faster pace,
And only you are in this ride of earth farris wheel.

Are you alone in this darkness,
As if beneath the deep sea,
And striving desperately gasp to the surface to breath?

Those moments your beats stop in seconds,
but that second felt like a life span,
And you want to knock everything on the table to release your senses.

This desire to bash your head against a wall,
Until this pressure in your head halts,
And allow the circulation to resume with the flow of your blood?

Razor upon the skin to release senses of the nerves in this numb within,
Allowing your warm blood to flow,
And remind yourself you are alive?

In a brief moment of solitude,
As the midnight bring solace,
You allow yourself to dream?