Time tells the fullest tale
Time tells
The fullest tale
Of both truth and hope
And in doing so
The most honest story
The most realest being
Not to mention
The many different ways through which
We humans cope
And all I for
Is trust up front
And eyes to see as we do
For we are equal parts
Faithful and true
To ourselves
That is us
We humans are far more capable than
Most anything on this earth
You can envision
Within reason
Is almost possible in truth
If it’s both what you want
What God wishes
And that for which
Over the course of many years
You devote yourself
And walk daily towards
And to
Most anything on this earth
By the grace of God and the gift of vision
My friends
You can do
Sunlit choice, a tanka
Does the sunlight choose
To rise each day and glow so
Tremendously bright
Or was it born to be so
Bred and raised to be the light
Dig back in
Dig back in
Not to that which distracts
But into that which
Pulled forth becoming into more
Than you’ve ever been
Or done or though
Evermoreso than
Before
When I was fierce and young
For those years I
Was honored to be
An avatar of something more
Of something fierce
Of something which my fellow man both wished
And yet didn’t wish
To be until it was
And for those years
And in those memories
Forever it will be
Me
I’m very honored
Teaching I find
Teaching I find
Is both about learning yes
But little to nothing
Of what it is so much
Is about you at all
Or even the subject matter
As a whole
Teaching teach
The understanding of today’s
So that tomorrow can change
And certain outcomes could be
So long as those who listen and learn
Lean in close
To embrace
Point of choice
When you get yourself to a point
That no matter what you choose
It will be fine
You will be blessed
And it will all in time be alright
You should know
That a blessing such as this
Still requires a few things
Zero doubt
No turning back
A confidence of voice
And at the end of the day … to choose
And in doing so to make … a choice
This verse is undoubtedly me
I am at the strangest intersection
Of both happiness and un
Having achieved so much
Of what my younger self deemed
As demanded and what ought to be done
And now it is
And was
And I am
But not undone
As more and more fire
Places wood on my soul
I now know that the walking
Is more important than the road
Or the engine above
Could ever be
With bristling fire
Still am I
Never still enough
To be content
With me
Onward
Brilliance, a glowing sun at night
Brilliance glows
In different ways
Like a sun at night
On the face of the moon
Perhaps
This too is right
And only seen
If you at the time
Look when the clouds un align
And these brilliant rays
On the face of bouncing craters
Ignite
The perennials grown
Forget not
The perennials grown
In the bed of next year
Behind your future home
Because today
And all of its weeds
And worryful roots
Are not your own
Though they exist
They are not yours
And in moving forward
You too have grown
So grow and go
Read and read
The burden of proof
Does indeed take time
To both compel and compress
Into the pages of a book
But only you can read
Or choose as such
To turn and turn inward
Into the next iteration of truth
The question is
Will you
Read
Many is me
Everywhere you look
And see
Is this
A different
Community
Being
Alive and well
And in some capacity
Free
Set by simply knowing that one
Is many
And in their eyes
Many is
Me
A tanka within stillness here
I am not stuck here
Not in this a town between
But in stillness here
Still in nature am around
In this wild between all
Changes felt
A change
A need
Felt even a decade ago
Can still echo and linger
In this
A hallway of today
Bouncing round
In this being of true
A sound
A change
A need still felt
By you
Hearing and seeing
Someday the noise
And living in sound
Will inevitably
Consume me
As such it does
And surrounds
All around
This is what I’ve see