You want
great oceans on your side

when
her rivers run dry

To hear
you be listener

to listen
you be ear

As you think yourself less
you become
more of the less you are thinking

As you think yourself more
you become
more of the more you are thinking

Your breath gives rise to butterfly wing
Carries wish to seed at fertile feet
Shapes your echo to the ear of great mountain
Your voice spinning on the wild eagles call


Your heart waves green cross the nape of valleys
Pressing your kiss to the lips of the silent rivers
You thresh your hair on galloping wild horses
settling their wake in the rays of suns blessings

Your body shakes the faces of oceans
Cracks its limb on solid grounds
Your children’s whisper
Your angers roar
You be
Where wind be born

Remember when we didn’t think for each other
We played in life and our quarrels were not long living
We moved on swiftly for we knew better
not to stiffen our excitement

Life didn’t matter
Living it did
We choose to be Kings and Queens
of our own imaginations
No skin could separate our worlds

Look
at your thinking

before
you enter its meaning

Because others
don’t see what you see
doesn’t make them blind

but it does
stop you looking
through their eyes

A habit

be fed

keep starving it
on good food

and it will get sick of you#

Dont run
from a chase

you only run after it