Poem 1

BLOCK OF ICE

My soul was moving thru this world 
Inna block of ice.
Gliding n' knocking n' tumbling over 
Anyone in the way.

I was carefree and careless 
to the somber sorrow 
I caused to others in my path.

It's my way or the highway 
It's what we all been taught...
But can you take the challenge of
And give up your chalice to
The Creator of your soul?

Yes, 
The One 
Who already knows you

Yes, 
Deeper 
Than you know you.

Can you free-fall?
And accept the freedom 
That is always waiting there 
for you?

It's my way or the highway 
It's what we all been taught...
But can you take the challenge of
And give up your chalice to
The Creator of your soul?

Always patient. 
Always loving. 
Always kind.

Waiting Lovingkindness,

Waiting if you choose to choose 
Freedom... 
Freedom
Over being locked 
Inna block of ice.

It's my way or the highway 
It's what we all been taught...
But can you take the challenge of
And give up your chalice to
The Creator of your soul?

I'm sure you know 
Who I'm talkin' about.
I'm sure you know 
What I'm talkin' about.

You've heard it all before.

But have you 
Slowed your roll down
To allowed yourself 
To feel the Truth? 
The Truth 
You just 
Can not 
Ignore.

You can take the challenge 
And give it up
To The Creator of your soul.
You perhaps 
Might 
Just 
Find 

More freedom
Than your war 
Controlling
Everything
On 
Your 
Own.