How does truth smell?
Have you ventured near enough?
Can you feel what excites you
What makes your heart light?
We all know fear
It lurks in the pits
Of the parts we ignore
Our nether-waste-lands
But once you get a taste
Of the peace and ease
When communication flows
And intentions are revealed
It's a bumpy ride back to the isolated badlands
Better to sunbathe on the shore and stay fixed on beauty

Go with the flow
Is the greatest advice
That doesn't mean surrendering a greater cause
It means being smart in your negotiations
Sometimes the flow drops or curves sharply
The wisdom is maintaining steadiness in your craft
And being aware enough of your surroundings to stay in the current
We all ride the waves through time
And get knocked off the rafts through inattention or mistakes
Fluidity is efficient, a drop in a wave
Rigidity fights for life in a sea of change

Just a few more steps
Till you reach tomorrow

The art of motivation
Words must touch a truth
That person is ready to hear
Do they trust your intentions?
Confident or bossy
Pushback or a pushover
Communicate or die

I'm tired of talking
I'm tired of words
They get in the way
Of communication
Sometimes I can't see the beauty
Through all of the filth
We're just simple creatures
Trying to explain
Love

If I only had no left brain
When I needed to be free
If I only had no right brain
When emotions cloud the scene
If I could sleep with just one half
The way some birdies do
It would make my life more simple
And more productive probably too
But now the two sides
Both need rest
They have worked hard today
Rest in pieces
Rise in pieces
Jointly conquering each new day

I slip into bed naked
Every cell in my body
Shrieks in ecstasy as the covers
Are drawn in over my tired limbs
I go limp
And the ants scurry around in my head
Pouring up and out of their anthole
And busily crossing paths
Searching frantically for answers

Blessed bliss
Sugar infused happiness
A white room
With wiggle room
A retreat from reality
And its hard questions

When I feel raindrops, I wonder
Have I been sheltered for too long?
I guess we can never prevent people from stepping on landmines
Near us
But how much should I be researching and advertising their existence?
It seems an unattainable human endeavor
To maximize harmony in our spheres
I cannot stop the play of karma
Nor should I always strive for peace
Sometimes distress and unrest are needed for motivation
And removing barriers exposes holes to fall into
"You must see a man to become a man"
So perhaps I should just busy myself with polishing the vessel
For who knows what tomorrow may bring