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that original thought
forgotten in the promise
saturated in the mind
and yet
most of the time
I don't know what the hell I'm talking about
for the most part
I'm guessing
But isn't that life for ya?
yea chaos is smiling
and laughing at ya
but somehow
we continue on

illumination
within that glory
resolved only by a moment
defined only in that second
where it was conceived
yet in that perspective
a thousand images received
milestones are achieved
yet does it really matter?
in some eyes it doesn't

red canyons
risen high within the mountains
sage brush growing deep
within the desert
cactus spines
sharp
within that intrusion
sandstone beaches once stood
ancient forests
now only petrified wood remains
and life on this world
only continues

evergreen moments
touch within that illusion
where imagination
contemplates
within the metaphor
perspectives lost in a moment
existential
in that existence
yet everything is lost
in certain languages
defined only within the pages
it's written on

green leaves
find their place
within this world
allowing that fresh air
to permeate
existing within that moment
a breeze flowing gently
where a spirit smiles
knowing that everything
is all right

funny thoughts
inside my head
some that are insane
but chaos has that side
that leaves you between
a rock and a hard place
and you're not sure
where your at
or where you'll wind up
that crazy side
where you put the bit
in your mouth
and just see what happens

and Alice through the looking glass
was lost within her own fears
not realizing
it was her that was holding herself back
not the doormouse
nor the madhatter
not even the red queen
all she had to do
was open her own eyes
and walk down the road
that was set before her
and somehow
make her own destiny

within that forgiving
I am the diamond
in the rough
why?
because I survived
not because it was easy
but because I fought my own battles
and won
yes some I've lost
but I've learned
when tested
for most
it's simply attitude
I will not quit
even when times are the toughest
I will battle on
within my lifetime

in a lion's eyes
the pride
takes presidence
nothing is more important
than family
they take care of their own
the edge of the world
is for the taking
all they have to do
is have the courage to take it
freedom is everything

island in the sky
where sandstone meets ancient seas
long ago
ancient winds made
those secrets
hidden by those who lived in them
eons ago
lizards and snakes call it home
formations found no where else
deadhorse point
and the Colorado River
where Moab still stands
if you listen
you hear the ancient ones
and their whispers
cry out in the world
telling one
Remember Me

keeping our heads above the storm
reaching into the beyond
gravity into the real
and finding something that matters
yet you have to find yourself
the real you
providing that wisdom
those wings that allow
a simple freedom
that concern within emotion
transcending into something different
that space for my soul

listen to that voice within the wind
one that whispers to you
and shows a certain wisdom
beacons in the sky
where wondrous magic
touches the heart and soul
brilliant in a mountain pool
images radiant
unspoken
listen and you'll hear mother nature
one spirit at a time

that howl rippling in the world
coyotes singing to the moon
yipping
we're free
but then that's mother nature for ya
smiling with her heart
reflections with a certain perspective
summer whispers
echoes within time
breezes found in the cool
and yet
if you listen
you'll hear the call

tapestry of thought
contempirations made
in a crux of time
perceptions made
in the blink of an eye
yet...
some things were meant
to take time
other things at a moment's notice
yet...
it doesn't matter
things will be simply
as they are

that standing rock
which peaks above
all else
solitude in nature
yet had seen those eons pass by
reaching through seasons
visions held in the veil
collections within time
abstract to some
expressed beyond imagination
that tone
that voice
heard by a single person
yet...
somehow it stand alone