Dragon Drool

Alive

Be Well

Enjoying this life, me, alone, right here,
garden of spice, growing, being, sincere.

To grow a lifetime,design, length and purpose unclear,
a sensory experience, listen, be still, watch nature steer.

Head planted wisely, pushing pride to the rear,
quietly spreading patience, sprouting dreams ear to ear.

Infinite knowing spirit, through joy and sacred tears,
as weather with reasons, holding all seasons dear.

loves essence blooms brilliant, shines, sparkles, no fears,
seeds sown wisely, watered and fed each year.

Bearing fruits of relations, explorations and career,
choices that are healthy, for your spirit to hear.

Sharing and caring, feeling love so near,
growing fully alive making life's value clear.

While others sleep on, not listening, can't hear,
Hooray, I'm alive and blossoming right here.

I AM
AS SUCH
OH WELL
PRAISE BE

YOU TOO
ARE SUCH
DEEP WELL
IN TOUCH

LIFE IS
AS SUCH
SEE WELL
BE FREE

WE BE
GOOD STUFF
BE WELL
SUCH MUCH

Bumbling Along

Alone

I continue to wonder
On this path I wander

How frequently I blunder
On this life I ponder

I often stumble
I tend to bumble
My hopes may crumble
Nature keeps me humble

Today my dreams still wander
Grateful for a life of wonder

In this world on loan
I am
A gift of spirit sent to roam
I am
In this world at home
I am
To roam this world alone


Thought I had it down
I did
nothing but a clown
I kid
A shadow on the ground
I hid
and travel on alone...

Self Interuptus

This and That

Am I correcting a mistake
by suddenly falling awake,
or mistaking a correction
by changing my direction?

Cultivating I, me and mine
shapes what I might find,
shall I leave my-self alone
or listen deeply to my bones?

The hardest work to do
is to find out who is you
taste the many flavors of your self
to love this stranger called my self
I am all of that!
Yet so much this!

There is no such self!
Just me as such.

Peering inwardly empty.
Appearing outwardly full.

Hearing emptiness within.
Seeing fullness without.

Is this self empty or ALL?
Is the ALL full of self, yet small?

Simply being THAT!
Such a life is This...

How Do You Do

Be Right Back

There are paths that I stroll according to code,
some ways that I tumble in alternate mode.

There are days when I'm flat, as a toad in the road,
those days when I shiver in my darkened abode.

There are challenging roles that I nail, while shouldering a load,
and rough seas that I sail like garden rows that I've hoed.

When the stomach tightens and deep sighs erupt from your core,
you're so busy doing for others that you forget who you are for.

While moving so fast you could turn the wrong way,
spinning circles on dead ends, you are wasting the day.
Spell out the message and let out a roar,
put it in writing right there on the door.

Listen to your spirit that searches for fun,
step out of line and step away from that gun.

Find an excuse and let them all know,
hang the sign high to let vacancy show.

"Stepped out of time, slipped through a crack,
ran out of gas, I'll be back."

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