Redefine

As I'm longing for that one connection

I sought to find the truth

Overrun by anxiety and tons of tension

This heart knew what to do

I packed up and set out

Foot after foot careful not to stumble

I opened my ears and i shut my mouth

Learnt these lessons and remained humbled

I spoke up and I feared no lies

I broke the mold, all ready to build

Command it into existence and rise

No compromises, my zeal will not wilt.

I've learnt to stay in contention

I've learnt to put my fists up to fight

The battle is only as weak as the soldier

Take heart, take sword; be love, be light.

Restored

You show me that I'm adequate

still i feel as if I'm not

This disbelief is taunting me, doubt keeps haunting me

But these lies are promises not

Aware of this I seek to find

The meaning, my meaning... this strife

Where could it be? Please show me where to find it ...this dictionary to life...

Please help me to define this:  who am I? Cut me with your knife...

Slowly but surely, I feel you warmly

Peeling back, layer by layer by layer

Calling out the what's-holding-me

Looking past the flaws, drawing out the gold in me...

I try to reciprocate, I feel I fall short

But you pick me up again and again and with a deep penetrative word you affirm me...

"You are good enough.", you said, and as I clutched that, I swallowed the knob in my throat...

I am good enough.

Erudite

Read all the books

Read between the lines

Every word a trigger

A memory of what once was

We read all the books

We drew all the lines

And as we got bigger

Hearts still fixed on the past

They were the books

They might have drawn the lines

Love learns life with vigor

Life inhales, the fare, fast

She was the book

She was the line

Held my breath and digged her

To hold her hand I asked

I am the book. I am the line.

With eyes wide shut I seeked her

Wished that I could need her;

Loved that I could read her…

her name, her mind, her heart.

 

Doors

Photo taken in Port Elizabeth

These treads, each one intended

Still, beneath the reel it's strife

The waking and the night

Twelve times it's me; my life...

All I'm waiting is free

Time will liberate the stall

To make is undeniable

These eyes excited this for

The sun rises, it sets

my adrenaline rushing vein 

wills me to stand out and up

Letter after letter after letter... 

Bring back the black

Enter the world you seek

Imagine the possibilities

Eyes like that I’m bold.

Eye sight can these lights lead?

Can this ship steer the great gulf

Yes, I hope for these nights, with confidence

i take note, i take name, and steer home...

Seasons

Nature, always beautifully conspiring, and the tides call on my name

And as the waves arrive, they say goodbye, so true, so humbled again

With winds that twist, and rattle and shake

No fear shall overcome me, just joy, this noise, I wake

Seasons are all around us, this one, that one, done

To search the search that searchers search; perhaps look to the One

Time is real; one finds it in the words of the seeking,

So lost for words, words lost in mind, most other times it’s leaking...

Ambiguous is love, when it's scared and indecisive and in -

Taking solace in the virtue of hope, hope in a future; begin

Steps we make, grounds we take, conquering fear and death and night

And as uncertainty eradicates, with Spring we find the morning light

Days become weeks become months become years become one

And this day is that day of all days begun.