The True Chapters of Life

Imagination

Imagine there’s no heaven
So instead you color the sky
Imagine you’re a painter
Spreading beauty through your eyes

Imagine your tear drop
Could sprout a sequoia tree
Imagine that your smile
Could heal a broken heart

Your imagination could grow a rainforest
If you let it seep way down inside
It could cast a silver shadow across a dark horizon sky
It could take all your regrets and recast them into pillars of gold

So grow your world with imagination
Open the box inside with the key you didn’t know you held
Roll away the stone and let your imagination fly like bats from a cave
And let your imagination sprinkle golden rain on all those you know

Bask in the wilds of your imagination
It’s just the beginning…



I Found My Voice

I found my voice
it’s not in my head
I found my voice
it’s not there
instead
it’s somewhere down inside close to my chest-
it’s been there all along
it seems to know best

At least it does when I listen
to its idiosyncratic ways,
since its tone lacks any judgment of my arrogant haze

I found my voice
it’s not in the words I formĀ 
rather it speaks through a gentle nudge
and brings no expectations to perform
for anyone but ourselves

This voice is our true self
so why would we live for others
when we know our true soul

Fear and doubt don’t live inside this voice
it reveals our destined path
but
we must be ready to lose what we think we love
for something bigger then the rest

Each of us have this same voice
yet
few actually hear its call

It requires great courage to pay a price of what it asks of all

dd- December 2009