Ripple and resonate
The secret to life
Is to be magnetized
Embued with faith
To fight battles with strength
And when faced with the strain
Of your weakest points being put forth in public
Not to break
Though your body may die
And will before each human wake
It's the positive change you make in others
The ones which stick and take
Which will outlast your human life
And in the waters of time
Ripple and reasonate
We are all just wanting to be told we are
Between creative and caring
Your world is such an intimate thing
As defined by date and providence
The way you knit and hold people together
Is foreign to me
Not because I fear the close
Or can't tolerate the speech
Of those who should be closest to me
No
For me
To create
Is a necessity
It is to contest and be alone at times
And to gaze back into the distance of time
Knowing it will win
But this day it did not
Hold anything over me
I enjoy close breath from you alone
Because you're free and sweet
But everything else I tolerate for you
Because I do
And it's what you do equally for me
This is me becoming us
Saria
Vision is for few
Being able to see a sunset
Clearly in your minds eye
Doesn't mean your time of day has come
But it will
In time
Not all friends remain
Though not all friends will remain
This is good and normal
This is both freeing and free
As you have no obligation to remain the same
And those people who were with you before
Were the keepers of who you were
Now their absence is a chance for you to grow
Greater and beyond
Anything you've ever been
You are blessed to be alone
You have been blessed by their letting go
Now grow
Your day of pining and fear was yesterday
That you, Saria
The difference between
Is more simple than you think
For special has more meaning than two
And family and friends are different also
But you
Yes you
Care for my breath and my breathing in ways
Which no other human being daily chooses to do
That you wish
That you care
That you are
That you choose
These things mean the world to me, Saria
Saria
When the harmonica hits
Good harmonica
First heard and most unexpected in nature
Hits like a freight train in the middle of a walking path
Noone expects the mouth harp inquisition
Lol
Oblivious preservationists
A singular focus
In pursuit of collective vision
Can at least be understood
When a heart is truly open
And a minds vision is fully humbled
But a singular focus
I pursuit of self preservation
Constantly and obliviously
In the public domain
Is something I struggle with greatly
When will you wake up and see
That your brother is you
And that you are more than just you
Together we are we
And you are also me
W, ake up please
Asap
Silly wishes
Preconceived notions
Based on observations
Mean nothing at all
When you forget
Who the attributes are attached to
When really
It's the who
Which matters WAY more
That the color of her hair
Or the shade of his eyes
It is them
Not that w,hich
Defines
Your warmth, stay
Somedays my heart burns
With antacids and patriotism
With hope and admiration for the sun
Until the day is done
And other days are just cold
My limbs frozen and sore
Like a sycamore
Leafless in its Decembers disguise
Yet today I am neither
Since you are near to me
And very much alive in my life
I am dry and free as an autumn leaf
Stay here forever with me?
Saria
A new type of teacher
Teaching fact is true indeed
And valuable most certainly
For a tool is a tool even in rusted use
But trust, and faith, and better personal place
These things I much prefer to teach
As they are both more challenging
And far rewarding
To use
No student ever learns nothing
From you
Engine, a tanka
When the second spark
Hits an already running
Engine of something
More than just an engine turns
Wheels spin free if stagnation
In The Distance
A distant mountain doesn't call
It simply is
And will be for long
You desire to climb
Or see
Or shake
Has no relevance on
Whether or not
The mountain with each morning wakes
We as humans set mountains up to be
Such wondrous things
Not for what they are
But for what they show us
From the peak
And knowing that
Sometimes
Is enough for me
I have climbed enough already I find
Though I wouldn't pass up a beautiful sight
If given the opportunity (to fly)
Beautiful and asleep
With trust as deep
As freah cut rivers and streams
In the earth of stone and fading green
The night with a grin
Smiles wide along with me
At my good fortune that I
Get to see you in such a sleepy state
While the world sleeps I
Get to see you at peace
Saria
Sudden Snow, A Tanka
A sudden snow storm
Crashes skies of March and blue
And I can only
Watch and wonder as the sky
Is embued with white once more
Lost is the opposite of Christ
Freedom is not nothing but time
Since time is mortal
And mortality isn't free
God is free
And free is free
And being with God again (someday)
Will be
If you belive that is
And have faith and flowing
All of which are free
Living purpose
It blows my mind
That others will not do
Or pursue
That which they feel called to do
What kind of life is that?
To not be willing to go
To grow
To move
Is that really you?
Pro tip
You are not that which you currently are
You are that which you are becoming tomorrow
What kind of life indeed is this
The best