More Than You’ll Ever Know

More than the greatest love the world has known, this is the love I give to you alone. More than the simple words I try to say, I only live to love you more each day.~Norman Newell

I’m sitting on a chair just after rain
washed the morning. Birds exalt from treetops.
John carries the brisket–well injected
and rubbed–to the smoker. It’s Saturday.

Introducing August in cool breezes
teasing precious drops from the maze of leaves
above me. Investing my currency
singing Present! in tune, open-hearted.

Oh, there’s no rhyme or reason in this verse.
I am alive and thriving, can you tell?
Releasing triggers as they find me whole
and dancing, in love, my heart reveals more.

Inspired by: Exalt, Precious, Maze, Introducing, and the Stream of Consciousness Saturday prompt to start the post with the word “more.”

And the quiet pacing and simplicity of Matt Monro’s cover of the song More (ti guardero nel cuore translates to look inside my heart.)

Imagine Now

If you really begin to create a new future that is ambitious and big and adventurous, you will feel and see new things. Will you or won’t you create? You can only break free by creating new experience. Self-initiative, forceful, the higher sequence for getting outside the bubble is: Imagination—>Creation~~>Action!~Jon Rappoport

‘I daresay you haven’t had much practice,’ said the Queen. ‘When I was your age, I always did it for half-an-hour a day. Why, sometimes I’ve believed as many as six impossible things before breakfast.”~Lewis Carroll

Every word and act a gift, intrepid
down on the beach, the sand castles you build
with burning focused energy. Headed
for despair you wail at the tide. What’s killed

when the walls come tumbling down? Pure
dogma urges: pack it harder, success
dangling over your persistence. Fury
leaves you tired and alone. Fear dresses

in clothes too tight to breathe. Unbreakable
core high on the cliffs under stars dancing,
your currency, your faith unshakeable
moves you to light from shadows entrancing.

Imagine the impossible! Let’s dig
now, no limits, grounded in love we find
our inspiration dares us to go big.
Creating anew, old patterns unwind.

Inspired by:  Sand castle, Unbreakable, Dogma and Intrepid.

Dream The New

Our future calls us into now where we create miracles.

My grandson wants to build a spaceship; he’s
dictated a list of supplies for ease
in construction. He’s been talking all week
about his newly inspired desire. Bring
me your impossible ideas, please
create the improbable. Run and seek
the stars to illuminate the slime, green
and glowing, meaning zilch to what’s been seen.
It costs a pittance in the world that’s been
to shine with power and imagine when
the world’s aflame. We’re asked to honor dreams.
Remember, none of this is what it seems.

Inspired by Slime, Zilch, Newly and Pittance.

Sing The New Song

If living were a thing that money could buy, the rich would live and the poor would die.~Folksong ‘All My Trials’ (origin unknown)

The changes are upon us but we don’t know
caught in the momentum of I told you so.
Old ways are dying.
Forced-scarcity profiteers are crying.

Listen, you might fret and mourn
sifting cold ashes, quite forlorn
Imagine no possessions, it’s easy
when you’re immersed in creativity.

Meanwhile the news is spinning a false web
designed and fueled to enslave your poor head.
Leave them to their self-created sorrows.
breathing the new air of our tomorrow.

Open your heart to welcome meanings new
wealth and riches arise in front of you.
Information only wants to be free;
As our intentions matter we will see

Flow our natural state, we rise and sing
each note essential, our voices ring.
Reclaiming the ground seized by the elite
we leave no being behind in penury.

We are each other, separate no more
it dawns on us–oh, of course, we share
giving a pleasure to receive. Owning
was an evil plot to deceive.

We’re graceful as only the free can be
unlock each moment with abundance keys.
The plutocratic hoarders cured of greed
We hold each other in our times of need.

Inspired by:Hoist, Momentum Ashes, Graceful, and many songs of freedom. I’m back in the air today, mulling over the chorus for this emerging song, which I’ll record soon!