Friday, December 20, 2013

Commit



Commit
Love, Papa.

I lay down my sword
Choosing to fight my demons no more.
Rather, I will rise up from my pain,
Commit fully to myself,
Knowing that guidance is always at hand.
Placing one foot after the other
I will walk directly into my forever.
For without commitment
All is for naught.
Love, Papa.

Thursday, December 19, 2013

Chicken



Chicken
Love, Papa.

Life comes at you full speed
The game of chicken is on
The point of no return is looming
Do you punch the gas
Or hit the brake?
Do you swerve
Or hold firm?
Facing the abyss
Eyes wide open
Heart on fire
Who’s gonna blink?
You or........YOU!
Love, Papa.

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Wednesday, December 18, 2013

Pause



Pause
Love, Papa.

There’s a calmness in the chaos
That contains the passion that you seek
A silent pause that beckons
Which only you can hear
Never wavering
Just patiently waiting
For the precise time
When you are ready to listen
Love, Papa.

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Tuesday, December 17, 2013

Truth



Truth
Love, Papa.

Each word spoken
Reveals a hidden truth
And each word smothered
Screams a bitter truth
Each mind focused
Shows a simple truth
While each mind cluttered
Loses track of truth
Each heart opened
Seeks the whole truth
But each one broken
Finds a battered truth
Truth revealed in all that you are
Is still the truth
And nothing but the truth!
Love, Papa.


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Monday, December 16, 2013

Breathless



Breathless
Love, Papa.

The face of love has no dimension
It is seen in the space between you and me
For as you enter my realm
And bring forth gifts
To place at my feet
You grant me permission, to reciprocate!
Each knowing
That every breath
Contains the power
To render the other...
Breathless.
Love, Papa.


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Sunday, December 15, 2013

First Glance



First Glance
Love, Papa.

What appears to be so
May be only a mirage.
For the picture being painted
Might be just to draw you in.
Yet you know at first glance,
Be they friendly or foe,
As your heart will not lie, if you listen.
But drawn are we,
To that which seduces.
As we are programmed to believe,
What the eyes see, as true.
Yet never forget
That you always retain your right to question.
For that too Is inbred.
Love, Papa.


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