The Becoming of oneself, not another
Springboard to fantastic, bubble joy rhythms
Dive inside, drive the scenic awakening
Heal for health, heal for kindness
real wealth is buried beneath the cynic
take a breath every morning to remember your aims
take a nap on occasion, to forget your unique pains
become your best hope, don’t let self-love run away
You are a human, and that always wins the game
become a butterfly, and shower under the clouds
let your hair become rope, swing from willow boughs
pour forth the bounty of your soul, I know it exists
don’t hoard the truth anymore, life cannot be missed.
You are here like a shaman, sacerdote imagination
you are present like an omen, love is your only weapon
become the burgeoning realism of all races mixing
become a supporter of the pride of the marginalized
find your pain again and understand it better
let god take your hand in this unpredictable weather
don’t fade into daffodils, keep leaning into the daisies
your potential for trust is positively amazing
become an agent of love, it is here you are needed…
the broken ones don’t dance, the independent dance alone
spotlight circumnavigation builds humility, you are home
relinquish the boredom of control, your nexus of energy glows
recharge your visions, and wake up grown
Don’t forget to remember your dreamweaver beginnings
we were specks in the eye of the cosmos
so create a new kinship of being friends with ourselves
rekindle the fire of this-time-around
we don’t have many more chances
become the person who broadens the road
give yourself bright vigor of past error, but don’t falter
You are here. Delete, subvert, and renew. This is Earth, and you owe a debt.