black then white are all i see in my infancy

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me

lets me see

as below, so above and beyond, i imagine

drawn beyond the lines of reason

push the envelope

watch it bend



over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind

withering my intuition, missing opportunities

and i must feed my will to feel my moment drawing way outside the lines



black then white are all i see in my infancy

red and yellow then came to be, reaching out to me

lets me see

there is so much more and beckons me to look thru to these infinite possibilities

as below, so above and beyond, i imagine

drawn outside the lines of reason

push the envelope

watch it bend



over thinking, over analyzing separates the body from the mind

withering my intuition leaving opportunities behind



feed my will to feel this moment, urging me to cross the line

reaching out to embrace the random

reaching out to embrace whatever may come



i embrace my desire to feel the rhythm, to feel connected

enough to step aside and weep like a widow

to feel inspired

to fathom the power

to witness the beauty

to bathe in the fountain

to swing on the spiral

to swing on a spiral

to...

swing on a spiral of our divinity and still be a human



with my feet upon the ground i move myself between the sounds and open wide to suck it in

i feel it move across my skin

i'm reaching up and reaching out

i'm reaching for the random or what ever will bewilder me

whatever will be willed on me

and following our will and wind we may just go where no one's been

we'll ride the spiral to the end and may just go where no one's been

spiral out... keep going

spiral o