Harvest Moon

 I will break through to guide you.

Reach for my hand, as the night falls.

Reach for my hand, when the terror makes you crawl.

Reach for my hand, when the darkness surrounds you.

Reach for my hand, and I will pull you through.

I will break through to light you.

-r.d.

When She Is On The Pole

 When she is on the pole... 
She is the morning fog that fills the world with surprises. 
She slowly brightens the world like the sun breaking the clouds. 
She moves unhindered like the wind. 
She bursts with the fury of a Strom. 
She paints the world in color. 
With every motion she defines presence...

When she is on the pole... 
she is not bound by laws. 
She is not restricted by any border. 
She doesn't not conform to some social construct. 
There is no limiting her possibilities. 
There is no taming her sprite. 
With every motion she defines freedom... 

When she is on the pole... 
She glides between the fabric of the universe. 
Gravity cannot hold her. 
She cannot be bound to some orbit. 
She becomes the embodiment of the unknown. 
She exists and does not exist all at the same time...

When she is on the pole... 
She commends your attention. 
She makes you believe in something greater than yourself. 
She extrudes divine radiance. Her moves dictate a prophecy, "hate and war to be overcome by love and peace". 
She is your religion. 
She demands your faith... 

When she is on the pole... 
She is one with the pole yet she falls.
She moves effortlessly yet she struggles. 
She is invincible yet she bruises.  
She must have done this a thousand times yet she is learning. 
She is innocence and experience. 
She is existence...

When she is on the pole... 
She bends, she twists, she turns, she flips, she twirls, she hangs, she swings. 
She conveys a rainbow of emotions. 
She is determined. Nothing else exists but her. 
She is alive. 
She is life...

-r.d

To My Friend

Take me to your darkest dark. your lowest low. Your greatest apprehension. 

The feelings that keep you on the precipice, just one push away. The challenges that give you the decision every morning to wake up or sleep for eternity. 

Because that is life. A constant battle to overcome obstacles. If the world is not giving us obstacles we create them for ourselves. We see power in overcoming obstacles. 

Take me to the place of your true power.

-r.d.

Inspired by: The casual sharing on social media taking life out of frame by framing moments. This is for my friends. I welcome your darkness and your light. Let's frame life instead of moments together.

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a canvas filled. a book completed. a symphony composed. at the precipice. the culmination of all that there was. 

Do not close yourself from to them to chase more current things. For they have more to give than anyone else. They are the greatest master pieces created. All they ask for in return is your time.

Inspired by:

To The Passionate Amateur

 

Writers tell you that you cannot write 

Painters tell you that you cannot paint 

Singers tell you that you cannot sing 

Dancers tell you that you cannot dance 

I am telling you that you that they fear what you will do if you keep writing, keep painting, keeping singing, and keep dancing 

I know this because I feel your emotions in your creation 

I know this because I know you do it from your heart 

I know this because I know you do it all only for yourself 

You truly let beauty be in the eye of the beholder 

You do not try to appease the beholder

And that is something to be feared by people who have labelled themselves.

For Fickle

 

I like the word Fickle...

My fickle heart. My fickle mind. 

You will never accomplish anything as you do not focus. 

You are the dog chasing its tail never to catch it.

You are wild like the stallions of the Alberta plains.

As much as I try you cannot be tamed like the western winds from The Rockies.

You have lead me to many mishaps and many heartbreaks.

You have given me vision and wisdom far beyond my peers.

My fickle heart. My fickle mind. 

You are me as I am.

Fighting After the Moment

I am sorry, 

I am not over you 

And I know you are not over me too

I was ready to go all in

Tell you how much I missed you

Throw it all on the line 

Fight to get you back 

But fear got the best of me 

Now you have yours 

And I have mine.

But this love, isn't right. 

You still have my heart 

And I still feel your soul. 

So please love, 

Don't let us go.