Creation

The Space You Hold

Contains more than just you.

The space you hold

Encompasses width, height, death, birth.

The space you hold reaches to the end of the galaxy,

The edge of the Universe,

The innermost reaches of the soul.

The space you hold

Brings light to darkness,

A flow of equilibrium,

A quantum sense to the macro,

A macro view to the quantum.

The space you hold

Flies dragons to the moon,

Sees beyond the veil,

Sings up the rising sun,

Dances in the north wind,

Howls with the coyotes,

Kisses rainbows,

Tastes snow-capped mountains,

Runs across oceans,

Swims in unknown stars,

Holds a newborn baby with the gentle caress of the very first snowflake.

The space you hold

Is the space I reside in.

The space you dwell in,

Is the space I hold.

Because the space I hold,

Contains more than just me.

The space I hold

Circles back to where you are.

The space I hold

Explores the depths of my being,

Reaches for the stars,

Delights in the journey.

The space I hold

Looks to the future,

Regards the past,

Stands in place,

While touching every point in time.

The space I hold

Flies beneath the sands,

Flows above the southern lights,

Wraps up in the cherry blossoms,

Plays amongst the flames,

Cries into the hollow spaces,

Breathes in the summer rains,

Spins between the tumbling notes of a golden symphony,

Listens to the breath of a butterfly.

The space I hold,

Is the space you hold,

Is the space you hold,

Is the space I hold.

I hold my space,

And enmesh with the space you hold,

And we hold space,

For all that is.

Glimmer of Enthrallment

I looked in your eyes and saw infinity
Your breath mingled with mine and I tasted the beginning of time
You touched my hand and I felt the pillars of the universe move
I listened to your heartbeat and heard the roar of the waters of creation

My very being rested into yours as you
bared your soul to the essence of me

I spiraled with you
away from the profane
into the endless expanse of the sacred

Watching in amazement as new edifices
rose out of the chaotic ruin of the edge of infinity

Other Side of Tomorrow

I'll see you on the other side of tomorrow

I'll take your hand and we'll both walk through the sorrow

The path looks dark and the way's unclear

It seems there's no end in sight and we're full of fear

But I know we'll make it to the other side of tomorrow   

When the winds of change make us think we've lost our way

We'll stand our ground and let the tempest rage

And we'll both be on the other side of tomorrow

We’re just tiny specks

of insignificant somethingness

flying through time & space on

a journey to nothingness

Reaching for the stars

before they’re snatched from our grasp

So I reach for your hand

knowing we’re going to follow this adventure together

even as we stand alone

on the other side of tomorrow

We’ll hoist future generations onto our shoulders

lifting them to heights we couldn’t even dream

And through them achieve immortality

On the other side of tomorrow

I'll take your hand and we'll both walk through
to the other side of tomorrow

YouTube Link to "Other Side of Tomorrow"

Re-Forming Me

Re-Forming Me

I am standing my ground
            as the tempest roars

It swirls around me
                        threatening to rend my spirit from my soul
            to shred all of time and space
to rip the essence of my being from the very fiber of my existence

I breathe in the chaos
tasting bitter
                  choking dust
            drawing in every last bit
knowing
            there has to be clean air somewhere on the other side
  sucking for my last gasping breath

Until there is nothing for me to do but exhale

I hold onto it a bit longer
terrified that the exhalations will
            redefine destruction
as the chaos
                        exits
         my being

I open my mouth to
            PUSH OUT
                        the enraged roar building
              within the inhaled
                    whirlwind
        held within my core

And

out flow blessings
out flows new growth
out flows sweet water
out flow fresh winds of change

I empty my lungs and turn myself
            inside out
to completely clear the murky hurricane
from every darkened doorway
                                    crevice
                                       and pore
of my conscious and unconscious selves

And

I inhale the changed storm
            realigning the regurgitated me
until I am once again whole
                        intact
            complete and

                                                            Still

Standing my ground