she no longer knows | where she ends and he begins | it's a soul union
oh groove and rhythm | that marvelous soundtrack | of your crazy life
life is a dance | you can sit on the sidelines | get on up wallflowers
there's a difference | not forgetting or invoking | your name is not called | no summons to this hell | you left now rest in peace
we think the earth | a never ending resource | an oyster to scoop out
stuck with thinnest needles | to poke at what ails you | here's to our health
sometimes we just can't | there's no more of us to give | so we turn inward | take care of ourselves awhile | let other's figure it out
get out of your head | breathe into your navel | what does your gut say | what does your heart feel | forget the brain chatter
a beautiful remnant | a love lost | from a long ago past
your mind on deserts | on vast ancient ocean floors | where spirit waves flow
it's good medicine | half a forest in her cup | to heal winter ills
for all those who roam
those who have no home
even though there are plenty
for those who love the road
who are despised for this or
for being other
there are better days
for those who live free
stay brave within yourself
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dirty laundry | should not be aired in public | wash your funk privately
she carries her own | heavy weight in a man’s world | takes care of business
honestly you were blind | now you see me | the one who’s no longer there
like beautiful flowers | we're born and don't understand | precious life is short
big wet kisses | from spirit-dog just passed | he's happy in his new home
flowers bloomed in snow | roots reached down into warm earth | delicate and strong
all souls are the same | no one's better than | the ones who we love
she races | erasure chases her | to overcome
ego knows no bounds | one must pull in on its reins | humble is better
what is in your heart | might not be what's on your mind | it's better to feel
to be held sure | where hearts do not doubt their love | to feel secure
when you thought you knew | who loved you and it turns out | it was never true
communication | breakdown no time for texting | find a real landline
when you begin to see | your faults as your own | instead of blame
full moon insomnia | full-wolf howling in the hills | chanting a story
when you’ve wished for | hurt and pain to disappear | stars to remind hearts | that without the bad no good | galaxies of joy to come
full-moon mood monsoon | a time to lie low | let it all go just relax
trees sang in their way | of silence is deafening | said don't ask believe
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