Infinity
It’s like it’s not the same part of me that’s feeling that’s writing
I don’t know if that makes grammatical sense but in my language it makes sense
The question is whether ‘I’ might be able to read myself
Will you ever be able to read yourself?
It’s the moment when all is and all becomes in all its imperfections all at once.
As true as experiencing when the process takes you to your knowing
But how can it be your knowing unless you get there somehow
Does the knowing become as you discover it?
Will you ever be able to read yourself?
Will writing this make you become who you are?
In infinity it goes
You can never know how it ends
You can never know how it starts
And you can only stay there forever
We have gone full circle.
Smile
She looked at my white hair
She asked me what happened there
I smiled at her and said ‘life’
He wondered about my future
Curious about the choices I didn’t make
I smiled at him and said ‘wife’
Since we lie all the time
What truth shall I serve you?
Well, Medium or Rare?
We carry all these masks
Carefully wear them out
Forgetting who we are
They searched for the house, ring and kid
They asked me what I’d rather be
I smiled at them and said ‘Free’
I looked at them with all my facets
Remembering all the truths can co-exist
They smiled at me and let me be.
Chains
A window of opportunity
A door opening
A glimpse of light
A sign from the sky
Serendipity
The words of a stranger
When music feels like home
When the inner warmth makes you smile
A memory that was misunderstood
Words fallen into place
Not like heavy anchors
But floating seashells moving through the waves
A simple rhythm echoing that of your heart
Makes you want to dance like a child
Around and around like ideas that never end
Never knowing when it starts when it ends
This might be your version of surfing
This might be why you were called dolphin
For your yearning to dance in the swell
To play among the drops and rays of sunshine
You who doesn’t really know how to swim
Yet feels this is where you belong
Where people’s hearts seem so free
Held by the ocean of possibilities
Where no doors are closed
And chains are set free
Glorious glaucous
Let the subconscious mind wander
It shall find the answer without a worry
The rhyme will come to you in no hurry
When the timing is right it is ready
Appearing on paper in all its splendour
Reminiscing of a past that was so close
One the tip of your tongue was the prose
Now vanished in the ocean of thoughts
Dancing with the autumn leaves lit by the sun
California dreamin’
