Best Self
The ribbons of softness, flutter through the air
They weave patterns through your hair
And then there is the magic carpet beneath your feet
That rises you up above the street
You in your comfort zone, are no longer alone
But beside your best self, for on the shelf of memories, sits the music you thought you had forgotten
But there it is
It envelopes your Soul; you make it your goal
Shoals of Mankind
For as the Shoals of Mankind wait, and you anticipate
when you will come in contact with those Shoals of Mankind; you are more
inclined to be careful
But as you sit on your magic carpet, embraced in the love
of music
You perceive your view differently
For you embrace the natural spring of life
You see beyond the dangers, you see beyond the strife
And yet you find a way to embrace life
The Glue
As others look upon you, they look to see what is the
glue that holds you together
They pursue it carefully; they look beyond you
And yet they cannot find your glue, for its invisibility
is beyond their naked eye
For they try to see through their naked eye ability, but the
glue that holds you to you is beyond that
You see your natural surroundings, you see the air you
breathe, you see the water you drink, you see the love of another, you see the
mysteries of life as they uncover themselves to you, you see bird life, you see
animal life, you see, you see through the eyes of a child, you see through
the eyes of an elder
And yet you see more
A Commonality
Your eyes want to explore, for what you see in your
immediate vicinity, scrapes the edges of your curiosity
For within your immediate vicinity, you see a commonality, a remembrance
And yet there is much to see
You see with your eyes, you see with your hands, you see
with surprise that lands in your hands
Each and every day when you say, what do you have for me
today that I have not seen before
If you explore carefully patiently before you know
it, you can anticipate change
For change is a constant
Being Alive
The need to sprint, the need to dance, helps to enhance
your feeling of being alive
As well dive into what comes through your voice
You do not need to make a choice of what song to sing,
just sing
The songs will appear, the voice will follow
Sing, forget who’s there
The clarity of air that fills your lungs, is like none
other
For through the clarity, you bring joy
You employ joy, through your voice
For You
Now some of you say its not my choice to sing, it is not
yours either, for what comes through, you truly don’t want to hear
For it would appear that people do not cheer when you choose
to sing
Well, who are you singing for
Are you singing for others to close the door, no you’re
singing for you
Therefore, my dears it would appear if your voice has a
choice to sing for you, do that
Forget needing to pull your name out of a hat, forget
needing permission
Choose you
And if you upon occasion choose to sing, allow the ring
of it to sing to you, for you, about you, through you
Just Allow
Now for those of you who sing off tune, for those of you who
cannot remember the tune, remember this for you
You need not know the words, just allow the song to come
through
The song could be a series of notes, could be a series of
words, could be a series of sounds, could be a series of vibrations
Just let it out
Some of your voices could come in a whisper, some of your
voices could come in a shout
But most of all, let it out
Exclamation of Joy
Your vocalizations could be a tone, could be a tap, could
be rap, could rhyme
Could be an exclamation of joy
Could about a boy, could be about a girl
Allow the swirls of voices to come through
For they are representative of you
This is your voice we are talking about
Choose make the choice
Choose to voice your voice
Now this voice is a voice of joy, this voice is a voice
of carefree creation
Allow it to create
Do not attempt to anticipate what will come through; just allow
it to come through
You Coming Through
For it is you coming through
Now some of you choose to have your voice come through, not
only just through your mouth, but also through your actions
Some of you choose to clap, some of you choose to tap, some
of you choose to stomp, some of you choose to dance, some of you choose to
twirl, some of you choose to swirl, some of you choose drum , some of you choose
to hum, some of you choose to clap, some of you choose to snap
Once again this is your choice, this is your voice
You are allowing you to be heard, you are allowing you to
vibrate
And by vibrating and by being heard you are communicating
You are having it put out there
Without a care of who is judging, without a care of who
is knowing
For you my dear, you are representing you
Belonging
So, know that this voice, this choice is the voice is
the choice of belonging
Sing your belonging song, dance your belonging way
And from this day to the next, do not be perplexed by a
drum beat
You do not understand for in the land of the many drum
beats, for in the land of the many dances, for in the land of the many songs, they
all belong
Varity
Nothing Behind
Hear me travel, see me move
And yet there is no proof of my existence
For in my persistence to move, I have left nothing behind
Impression in The Ground
Those swift movers choose to stop
They’re silent; they are rooted
And what you find when they have left this line is an
impression in the ground
And that impression is an expression of wonder, is an
expression of thought
For what has been brought to that moment, what stays in
that moment, what leaves that moment behind
The footprints in time are inclined to leave behind a
message, to leave behind a key
It is up to thee to discover that message
It is up to thee to discover that message, or it is up to
thee just to leave it be
For there are times when you see a message, there are times
when you see a key, you have a choice to make
Do you voice that choice, or do you leave it be
Writing Implement
Now some of you choose to demonstrate your vibrational
voice
Through a different choice
And this choice is a creative one as well
Out of your shell comes a writing implement
You make a strike across the page
And at this stage you are not looking for judgement, you
are not looking for care
For you are demonstrating that you are there
Take another implement, one of colour this time
And this time strike along that line, but change the
direction and again and again
Some of those times be inclined to make the strike wider,
be inclined to make the strike more bold
Next time fold over the strike, dip under the strike
Think not of what you’re doing, just let it be
And be
For the strikes on the page you have been led to engage,
this is a creative bent, that you my sons and my daughters and those in between
have been sent
So as this bent has been sent allow it to come through
you
Voice of Choice
For this too is your voice of choice
Some of you may choose pencil, some of you may choose paint,
some of you may choose chalk, some of you may choose pastel, some of you may
choose pallet knife, some of you may choose charcoal, some of you may choose
material, some of you may choose thread, some of you may choose reed, some of
you may choose material, some of you may choose glue, some of you may choose
glitter
Yes, my dears we want to make it perfectly clear this is your
voice of choice a physical one
Or is your voice of choice many
Many creative voices come through you
All you need to do is allow them to come through
For these voices help to represent you
So be you
Leave that voice of judgement behind
Be kind to you, listen through
For there is no one else like you
So, celebrate you, by being you
Like to Celebrate
Whisper, whisper, in your ear
We are here for the celebration, let us know the time
We’ll bring our beat, as we like to meet another’s beat,
along the way
We’ll say our peace, we’ll sing our song
That way we too will feel like we belong
We’ll dance our dance, we’ll colour the sky
And by and by
You will notice we are no longer shy, for by and by the Fairy
Folk are near
And it would appear they too like to celebrate
Sing a song of belonging, paint a picture you want to be
heard
Dance to the beat of your own drummer
Be that bird of the future; be that bird of the past
Change
But instead of casting yourself as being predictable change
For it is the change, the rearrangement, that often pulls
you out of yourself
For it allows you to see anew
And not only do you see you, but you see others
And then you can review your practices, try something
different
Listen to the beat of others, listen to the beat of
yourself
Feel the beat, appreciate the beat, get to know the beat
Pathways
For the beat on the street, let’s complete, our array
Complete our array of understanding, complete our array
of expanding
For without listening, without taking it all in, it’s
hard to appreciate, it’s hard to anticipate,
I hear it, I understand it, I know it
Rather than I don’t like it, it’s unusual to me
Know that from the Tree of Knowledge, know that from the
Tree of experience, there is so much for you to learn
So, open up those pathways; allow that beat to come in
Wash Over You
Know your voice of choice
And then listen to other voices; allow them to wash over
you
For you never know what that person is going through
And perhaps before you dismiss it, perhaps before you block
it out of your mind, you could be the kind to meet that beat, to learn from
that beat
For we all yearn for knowledge; we all yearn to know why
Therefore, listen to those voices of choice; and see what
you can learn
Buried Deep Within
Each voice of choice has a message buried deep within
Recognize that message for what it is
It is a celebration of you being you
So, for all the yous out there continue to celebrate,
continue to be you