I want to replace every gun with a flower
I want to heal the world
Of course, it’s not possible
But what if?
Every time someone is shot
I’ll plant a rose garden
Or maybe some daffodils
Every time a gun is bought
I’ll teach a child their ABC’s
Or buy them twenty books
How to fight off despair?
The walls closed in, chaos, claustrophobia
Mean eyes everywhere I look
There must be some melted hearts out there
Amid the hatred and relentless despair
Hate in hearts can be broken with love
Like nestling into a sweetheart’s arms
Under cool moonlit nights
Away from infinite news cycles and images
Of society tearing, tearing apart
But how to fight off despair?
The path leads to nowhere
No place special, anyway
Just an aimless soul-walk
In the misty morning gray
Crunch of leaves below
Birdsong fills my ears
At one with my spirit
For now, without a care
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“If you can’t figure out your purpose, figure out your passion. For your passion will lead you right into your purpose.” – Bishop T.D. Jakes
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Flashing yellow
Shadows deep
Am I awake?
Or lost in sleep?
Blurring colors
Burning bright
Endless summers
Darkened nights
Deep in dreams
I have found
Thoughts in streams
Glorious sounds
Chaotic mist arises
Birth of the unknown
My dream-world comprises
Of screams, terrible groans
Violent winds and fury
Swirling colors, dreadful tastes
Angels in glowing purity
Demons in constraints
“The conscious mind allows itself to be trained like a parrot, but the unconscious does not—which is why St. Augustine thanked God for not making him responsible for his dreams.” – Carl Jung
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I could never touch the sky
Or lasso down the moon
The stars are far too high
But with them I commune
I can’t reach with my hands
And pull them down to me
So, I swallow astral energy
Spit it out into the sea
“For my part, I know nothing with any certainty, but the sight of the stars makes me dream.” – Vincent Van Gogh
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Night sky, glowing blue
Essence of colors feels true
I bathe in the light
Down in the field watching close
Hoping for a miracle
