lover lover

to show you my home is all I can think about what would it be like to have you here with me -aw

learned and unlearned

to be 100% me takes unlearning the programming, the learned experience get back to the heart that was left underneath it all -aw

the moose

a simple life some barns in the back farm house to grow in something to both admire, and build this is the original the moose is where you found me again -aw

father

the one who taught me humor what it meant to rule sharing joy and compassion laughter and pain the one who believes in the unbelievable and dreams in the unthinkable happy birthday, father -aw

home it is

we wander and fall grow big and tall learning and growing still to my home I return early mornings bring a new day hundreds flutter past each going their own way until they can rest home again too -aw

return to sender

return to sender this heart of mine for I know you’re worth every bit of my time -aw

a signal resonates

often even the most obvious needs to be stated out loud returning us back home again only a signal send can be resonated with -aw

not so random after all

the numbers the patterns the alignments the non-random coincidences there’s so much at play that is beyond us our thoughts, feelings, lives -aw

so much at stake

we’re here for a purpose we have our reasons they’re not given they are eventually found -aw

assimilation

to be one with the herd is to be in touch with the thoughts, feelings, emotions of those others -aw

us humans with purposes

there is a purpose for each and everyone it’s not predefined but through our own will and shaping -aw

grow like a plant

does a plant notice it’s growth? much like us, as we grow ever slowly over time, it might be best to look back to where we once were -aw

lover lover

are you my lover? are you my lover? an endless rambling of worry better to lead with hope and curisoity than to beg the question for one day it will be answered when least expected -aw

wait and see

so many branches to this tree of life but where do our branches lead? i suppose we’ll have to wait and see -aw

feel it

what magic do we hold beneath our eyes above our senses there’s something there i can feel it -aw

all i've adored

with eyes wide closed i can visualize what life has been like and all that i’ve adored in each season of life with both enjoy and sorrow all are one in the same things of life come to be -aw

sleeve full of heart

up on the stage with a sleeve full of heart there’s a crowd of empty seats but i just need to see you -aw

certain pasts

there’s trouble staying present when certain pasts were possible looking forward and backward to times that didn’t ever actually exist -aw

signals sent out

often even the most obvious needs to be stated out loud returning us back home again only a signal send can be resonated with -aw

best regret

i knew a girl she knocked at my door a homebase to return to not just a regret to adore -aw

awaiting a flower

the most meaningful things never make sense at first it’s why we stare at dirt while awaiting a flower -aw

the incomplete arc

a dream within a dream i’ve seen your face heard your voice only to wake up to reality once more an incomplete arc unresolved narratives what could have been yet it beats on like a drum -aw

stowed away

there is power in the pain that you’ve avoided for so long tower of memories hidden beneath your very breath locked and stowed away -aw

restless

what a terrible curse to go to bed each night hoping and wishing to feel like oneself again -aw

valley winter time

rest and rotting only so much we can do in the valley winter time but hibernate and daydream -aw