D Vanlandingham
ah, this rolling this flowing////
are we all not the same when the sun sets sail..
when the tides, no longer take out, but brings in--
arms at sides, all?
Who steals from who, then at that time
when the music within the dance
mesmerizes all.. and there is no longer place
for dissention.. or strive, for gain?
Everything becomes seen,
when there is nowhere left to hide
and with the full removal of judgment
there is only light inside
(but it has to be wanted, more than the sin,
of holding on)
where then is there shadow
when all that blocks, has up and gone..
the sun-filled sails that bring us home
on tall ships we each, on--
main.. fore, and mizzen; staunchly-braced
amidst an in-the-face-of-death, laugh..
shrouds, proudly tight causing
the most beautiful of harmonics,
from fore boom.. through jib, to gaff--
A war-less armada, this stunning fleet of peace
sailing together, upriver.. through the jungle//
and into the magical advent...
into the beautiful world, of full release.
Suit and tie with the black jeans on
and I'm paralyzed
'cause I think you got something
like the biggest soul I've ever seen,
and I think you might be the one.
Suit and tie, with the curly hair
making your way with that step and stare
So tell me--
are you really real.. do you feel anything?
Ashes to ashes
and the embers are ablaze
I gotta rise among you,
'cause I think about your face every day
And if you pull me closer to the light
you wouldn't find a bullet inside
(Only if you magnify)
Welcome to the jungle
are you gonna dance with me
Welcome to the jungle
you got to close your eyes and see
Welcome to the jungle
are you gonna dance with me?
Well hold on, well hold on
welcome home.
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