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If life is
in the right now
I want to be
on the front edge
leaning forward
with the wind
in my face
like Leonardo DiCaprio
in Titanic
every new lifetime
even the ones that
weather me

I've been learning
about aloneness
maybe its a gift
maybe its an invitation
to step away from
my delusions
my illusions
my confusion
and my conclusions

Maybe its the doorway
to freedom
a wilderness
at night time
with the birth of dawn
waiting on the otherside

And on the other side
maybe there is ME
fully integrated
all together, and altogether One
a 7 billion part harmony.

The band is tuning up.


  1. I hear music in this one Theron, great write :)

  2. Beautiful melody! Nice poem ♥it! :-)

  3. good one Best...profound realizations... just have to live it out. (^_^)


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