All our words tell me
Is energy’s everything
Said the Sun and I
A wind I’ve not heard before
Today
A rush upon the rain
An energy
A constant speaking, the whirring
A struggle to understand
Some language I believe in
And cannot yet decode
Thus, a dread
Faith filled,
I will not prophesy
But beware
You should turn on your headlights and come drive ’round here
Get here fast, then cruise real slow
For this pavement may not be ready yet for such a soulful soul
Such intention and growl, bold and sweet, has long been absent from this street
May spinning wheels find linear track
Have a song playing loud in your heart, so the whole neighborhood knows
Your intentions
Whatever they may be
I’ve no wants or words of wisdom there, and you’ll do what you want, anyway
As you should, but I will say
You should turn on your headlights and come drive ’round here
The usefulness of tears
Like goodtime words
During midnight promises
Overrated, I promise
Necessary, nonetheless
When human tendency
Atom energy
And Universe certainty
Collide
All such beautiful
Such swirling and billowing
Energy in you
Acting as mountains
On universe energy
Proves to me we’re ours
Photo Credit: Anonymous sister on my behalf, Milwaukee, Wisconsin
Art Credit: LOVE Sculpture, Robert Indiana ; Milwaukee Art Museum
Melt, faster this time
Dissipate, finally, then
Rise again to pow’r
A soul set aflame
A heart that stirred when hearing
The sound of my voice
…and I’ll find my way,
striding on the energy.
Nay -dancing, on it.