Nature nurture

Looking at the two of you
Is sometimes a trick of the eye.
Do I see father and son or
Do I see you and your inner child?
When you nurture him it nurtures you
As you are healed so is he
And the bond grows ever stronger.
A bond as hard as ebony but
Like the wood it lives and bends and grows
As a living, breathing far reaching tree.
Together you thrive.

New vision

A paradigm shift
two paces to the left and turn
Now face the other way
from disdain to lay claim
take from this world what is needed
give to this world what you offer
see the bad in the good
see the light in the dark
and all the spaces in between

Wrong side of the door

I've been here for a while now
seen you happy,sad, angry, scared.
Sometimes only I got to see
Because you only wanted me.

I thought we were talking
But the door closed in my face.

I don't ask you to be anyone else
just come as you are
So I was surprised
When I was turned away.

I thought we were talking
But the door closed in my face

So where is your head at?
What's happening in your heart?
What's messing with your energy?
Something tells me it is me.

I thought we were talking
It seems I was wrong

Layering

This wardrobe starts on the inside
And strays to the outside.
The layer of humour, if you are laughing you cannot ask
The layer of brashness, if I am loud you cannot be heard
The layer of fun, if I put you on my roller coaster you cannot get off
The layer of sexual allure, if I confuse your body you will not notice
The layer of dependency, if I cannot cope alone you will rescue me
The layer of agression, if you are frightened you will leave it alone
The layer of devotion, if I am needed you will keep me sweet.
Last come the layers you see, the deception is complete
An imprenetrable wall, years in the making.
When the layers are gone will there be anything left?

Taoist dance

The Swing and the Sway
The Tao and the Te
Step away and return
Flow from without to within

The rest in the beats
The void in the notes
experience the virtue
Then slide on through

Rip It up

In through my feet
Out through my fingers
Energy flows, explodes
Scatter bombs of light and sound.
Pulse beats out

My heart marks time

Rythym gains pace

And my body obeys.

The slave to the rythym
The swing and the sway
The mood and the passion
I am music, dance me free.