We all cry in our own way,
none the less, it will be okay.
Balancing on a leaf,
Shall I fly away home?
Have you set my house on fire?
I can not quench it with my tears,
Only with actions.
Thus I fly,
for this is my home,
and it needs saving.
No matter the dream,
we all sleep in the same bed.
Run for joy,
Run for fun,
Run for the rising of the sun.
Run to me,
while I spin to you,
There is nothing we can’t do!
And if you need to run away,
We’ll meet again another day.
Fed up, I head outside with a full head of steam –
“Who, You??????”
came the incredulous cry.
and the chorus of wisdom echoed in reply,
“Who Who Who?”
“That’s not the real you.”
Coming back to myself, I went inside again.
Don’t worry, he may be swimming with the fishes, but you are here,
and there are other fish in the sea.
How is this to comfort me?
The ocean is full of fish that wish it stays full of fish.
Shake, rattle and roll
let the rhythm of life fill you!
Rain falls, tides rise – see the world thru other’s eyes.
Mud and puddle are for play, find the joy in every day.
Shake, rattle and roll
Your insistence
creates my silence.
Why should I parrot your words,
why not learn mine?
Howl at the New,
Sing the Song of You!
Where are you?
Here I am!
Namaste!
let’s play!
