REMEMBER THIS LITTLE ME…
Come to the well and drink,
follow me to the brink,
take a minute to stop and think.
Breathe the air while it’s still free.
let yourself tune in spiritually,
see from the inside side of things
just sink into the internal melody,
feel your heart beating
then breathe in deeply with me.
Don’t think twice, just play nice
you won’t believe what a little belief can do
until you’re stuck in the middle of a famine
and that faith makes you brand new
and on the day you roll that dice for your slice
bet on the side bearing fruits of genuine delight.
Compassion, free inspiration, and light
sweet aromas bearing the scent of life
carrying that special spice
in the wake of whatever it’s doing.
Remember too. True treasures brew behind lips that don’t lie
It’s the wise and quietly bold who take home gold.
In my book, their character shines the brightest,
I wouldn’t want to be the face on the other side of that fight
Man, what a powerful sight.
On their darkest nights,
the bold few riding the waves
setting the stage to highlight
the brave stone as it’s thrown away.
And then, the transition takes place
at the peak of the struggle the turn of the page,
bursting through the cacoon to take flight
disappearing into the new day, what a beautiful change.
Ground-bound wanderers and misfits no longer.
Now Butterflies, they ride the skies in our sight.
The discounted jester a Hired Scribe,
The tainted gem, a pearl of great price.
The paper soldier is now a proper prince.
Each called to the mission of universal defense.
As a rule,
use your inside voice,
make half as much noise as sound sense.
Follow bright inklings that lead into silence.
Release those two cents wisely to avoid violence.
Hold truth close, keep it ready in your hand
hidden far from the mouths still unmanned.
No need to bend if you don’t expose them,
Never depend on your defense
Be blessed through the seeds you sow
Dig into the history of wherever you go
You never know what pearl you might find.
Life is divine!
Listen, Listen.
Then toss the bucket into the deep end
Thinking, thinking. Drink it in.
Don’t worry. The walls are steep.
Steeper than you’d believe
So dive in!
Watch the endless rope unraveling.
As it travels the depths of the domain, you’re traversing.
Explore your range without complaint.
Search out the fullness of a thing.
For this is the joy of Kings
Now tell me.
Do you hear the answer echoing?