When You see
These jagged edges
Do You actually feel Them ?
Or have they become the truth of who You are ?
Striving so hard To be something.
Bigger and smaller than Yourself .
And to the Misunderstood people in your life
- You say – “I understand You “
A sweet repose for nanoseconds
and Then it fades back To Reality.
The Truth is like a Boulder in Your heart – It won’t move.
It cuts off the Circulation
and Turns the every vein – blue .
The Truth Can suffocate You.
If You don’t take a moment to breathe.
The Truth is Heavy .
What It means – I mean to say .
Throw it up To the sky …
It’s beyond all realms of comprehension
No matter How hard You have studied Yourself .
Crawled Inside Your mind to stare at each neuron
To Try Try Try is never enough for You .
There must be full repose .
The sustain pedal in on for Good .
Sustain – Remain – Refrain
from The person You could be
is at The tip of frozen fingertips
But You don’t dare Go There.
What it means -
when You get to this fork in the white on white road .
You call on Your depth perception
But It doesn’t come
You call on Your love of Perspective
And it’s True – You have risen – made progress
Life is not a Tunnel anymore .
And your need To Show signs of a healthy pulse
Is No Longer part Of your make up
All the softness in music and words
You Throw them back
To where They came from.
You won’t fake it to make someone else smile …
That’s No longer Your style .
Arms Outreached To Heaven
Giving back The stars You found
Lying on The white on white road .
It’s been a long Time coming
To finally Give It all up To Heaven
Heaven Only Knows .
How could You – a Tiny grain of sand
presume to Know anything .
All You know is what You have put Love Into…
But for some reason – It doesn’t matter anymore .
Because “Have” is past tense .
So what are You Putting Your love into Now?
The Only place that Truly exists .
Your are Putting Your love into these words
However jagged – they may be .
But they are what They are .
It’s Not surrender anymore
It’s Giving Them all Up .
The words and music and intention -
they travel on a Giant white arrow Up .
They may fall down Like Rain one day
But right now it’s all beyond Comprehension .
All Of It .
The broken handshakes of men with cold hands – You don’t feel them
The broken television – it only plays the snow channel
The broken record deal – I don’t think it ever Was For Real
The broken hearts – I don’t think they are mended .
It’s Not all daisies and zebras anymore .
Yes there are moments when Divinity Intervenes
With a Heavy step .
Almost a Thud Like Avalanche sound.
What It means is .
Trust Only what You Know Now
And That’s Not Much ….
But it’s Good To Know ….- Just The now .
Just The Now -
Is Where it all begins .
Cat Forsley ©
Sadness in Threes Cat Forsley ©