Watch the way the world unfolds around you.
One thing leading to another in a vast circle of reality.
Notice how each piece is interlinked with so many other pieces.
Down to the knowledge that a star had to die to create the matter that makes you.
Ever sit there and just contemplate all that?
Realize that that feeling of awe is as normal as breathing, that you are a …
Picking the right color is so important to create the correct atmosphere
A shade too dark and it puts people in a somber mood
If its too light they will feel not grounded in the space
Now if you go for a wild color, well that just causes people to go insane
That’s why the world believes in beige, and why I avoid it like the plague.
Sometimes it’s those flukes of luck that change the world
Everyone thinks it is greatness, but so much is being in the right place at the right time
Realizing that you are in that moment for a reason
Engaging in what needs to be done to create your new normal
Now sometimes it is pure happenstance
Dumb luck if you will
It can be such a blessing
Perhaps it was more than that, though
It was a break waiting for you to come along to happen
That you were, for that moment in time, the chosen one
You just need to accept the honor
How can you open your eyes every morning
Only to find so much darkness around you
Pushing you further into despair
Evict those thoughts since you can create light and let it shine
And this is the new normal?
Can’t we come up with something a bit better?
Create a tomorrow that makes yesterday seem like the Middle Ages
Except some pine for that yesterday
Pulling that familiar close to their bosom
The unknown is just too much to …
Can’t make anything out of nothing
Really that’s a crock of bull
Everyone knows storytellers weave lies into whole cloth
And wrap you up inside nice and snug
That’s the stuff godhood is made of
Even if the magic eventually fades into memory
I program them
Yet right now they suck
Really it is more me
I cannot get things to fit
Even though I want to give up
I will try again to make it work
I must struggle, learn, and then I can teach
In this poem each line has one more syllable. I wanted to try something different. I hope you enjoy.
Converting imagination into reality
Reveling emotion and spirit
Engaging all the senses
Agitating the status quo
Training young minds how to perceive the world
Enhancing the human condition