She
Posted: April 22nd, 2018, 10:04 pm
She listened to singing bowls from Tibet when she was alone
The DNA enlightenment
Came home to her fractured fairy tale
Dragonfly
Paint
Angel
Heart
Flood
The sun blessed her skin with a worldly tan
She hid from the sun
Like she hid from the man
It’s all the same over time
That span between the sea and horizon
After the sun goes down
The spray of green
Oh something is so pure
So clean
Touches the heart as a stream
Becomes a river
Self esteem might hinder your dreams
Why she asks do I fear everything ?
To what shall I give my soul?
Cannot live like a mole
In her mind she stole her happiness
No one gave it to her
Do you see how that went?
They all agreed
She wrested satisfaction from his hands
He- thought he was the only one
That had freedom
But he was angry
That she went away
He got a woman that looks like him
They can gaze into each other’s eyes
And be one
She was told -1+1=2
Now she is never sure why things do not add up
Even her brilliance has lost its luster
No matter
the limousine ride - maybe the last ride
Nothing like the first time
pick an Apple
Or the last time she looked at herself
She cried
Because she has so much love
And today was full of people
She felt all empty and ridiculous
He just went to Japan
That is the usual response
Traveling
So the story has unfolded for one thousand lifetimes
The DNA enlightenment
Came home to her fractured fairy tale
Dragonfly
Paint
Angel
Heart
Flood
The sun blessed her skin with a worldly tan
She hid from the sun
Like she hid from the man
It’s all the same over time
That span between the sea and horizon
After the sun goes down
The spray of green
Oh something is so pure
So clean
Touches the heart as a stream
Becomes a river
Self esteem might hinder your dreams
Why she asks do I fear everything ?
To what shall I give my soul?
Cannot live like a mole
In her mind she stole her happiness
No one gave it to her
Do you see how that went?
They all agreed
She wrested satisfaction from his hands
He- thought he was the only one
That had freedom
But he was angry
That she went away
He got a woman that looks like him
They can gaze into each other’s eyes
And be one
She was told -1+1=2
Now she is never sure why things do not add up
Even her brilliance has lost its luster
No matter
the limousine ride - maybe the last ride
Nothing like the first time
pick an Apple
Or the last time she looked at herself
She cried
Because she has so much love
And today was full of people
She felt all empty and ridiculous
He just went to Japan
That is the usual response
Traveling
So the story has unfolded for one thousand lifetimes