Come With Us

Wow... It has been a while. I don't know why I stopped posting and in fact writing. But I have started again in large part because my wonderful fiance pushed me, yet again, in a way that only she can. For her movement class I wrote three pieces. I am going to start posting again regularly and here is the first...

Just like in the old days when people would give me words and I would write. For her movement class C gave me a lot of words that I had to incorporate into the pieces...

Come with us… on a journey of universal impact and personal reward;
Come with us as we lead you through the tales of time,
Where the rules of gravity are uprooted,
Down is up and up is down,
Glaciers retreat in slow motion,
Like teeth falling out from Mother Earth,
Replenished by the swift advance of a winters storm,
Like the rush of leaves fallen from a tree in autumn.

Come with us… on a journey unlike any other before,
Come with us as we lead you to that place beyond your comfort zone,
Together accepting that as the earth does shake, so too regimes will fold,
Buildings will collapse to the ground as surely as the Berlin Wall and Humpty came tumbling down.

Taking hurt and flying free away with us to a mental retreat,
Beyond the stars and just over yonder,
One man pulls out his hair as another pulls petals;
She loves me, she loves me not, she loves me, she loves me not,
In slow motion,
Ones nightmare deep the other a dream asleep.

As the song of a spring sunset fills eyes with tears,
So too is the universe filled with stars aloft in the sky,
Like gleaming athletes streaking the night,
To some human unheard starter pistol,
Demanding that we not give in or give up,
Instead calling out to us,
To you and I,
Seize the day!

Carpe diem!
Like a bird taking flight for the first time,
Or two lovers who hold each other in that first embrace,
Falling free with no beginning, middle or end,
But no mistake,
As a wise man once said;
“God does not play dice with the universe;”
nor with hearts and minds,
has the gravity of the situation, this journey, yet compelled you,
to really understand?

Bombs dropping in distant lands,
So far as to not be felt at home,
Except for the bullets,
And the daily splattering of all the news that’s fit to print,
To stupefy and indemnify,
To hurt so deep that our spirits catch a fire,
Dreaming for a release for all of a death alone;
FUCK IT!

Our mistake, collective, is believing that we are found,
When really we are lost,
Not just lost,
But lost like a stubborn husband, refusing to ask for directions,
And the sad reality is,
That as we walk the sidewalks each day,
The answer is starring us right in the face,
Eye to eye and the other just blinked;
The universe whispers like a siren song of ancient time,
Let tears flow,
Of wonder and joy,
Not fear and pain,
Allow yourself to fall,
Over and over and over again,
Just make sure to seize the day,
And rise again,
Fast and ready, to feel,
Free and alive.

SDM