Breath

Breath

A rush covers me over

Inside the wind tunnel of dreams

The flood gates crumbled

Raindrops cross my cheeks

Of flaming passion

Purity strokes my heart

 

I remember to breath

 

Something in me

I can only feel

Pungent as fresh cut grass

But so quick the vapors pass

Through the tunnel of my senses

Longing for a better life

 

Where minds are free

And nourished in encouragement

 To question, and open deeply

 

To dance beyond the stars

And reflect like drunken whales

On abundant little fish

We might call freedom

 

Were human’s sorrows and victory

 Are in panoramic view

Of the unbranded recorder

Free of masters and

Burdens of per-bartered special interests

 

Where, when and How

 

I remember to breath

 

Rain keeps falling

My heart beholds passion

 

In honor so many passed

Nameless

 Faceless

And ones in the spot light

 

The lineage devoid of territory

Whose stories get classified

Like candy to give away on special days

Like napkins to use and discard

 

Shameless of the bloodshed

And the political correctness

The streets tunnel to narrow prison allies

Boxed in the middle of living rooms

 

Where sheep have their special GMO feed

And ask no question

 

Somewhere in the submarines

Of the deep blue sea

Fumes rise

And delicate bubbles delivered by wind

May burst to death of the unlearned

 

The forgotten may turn to rain

And drip down to bones

To dance to what rhythm

 

I wonder

I ponder

I take a breath