Indigenous poetry infused with art. To create, then destroy, then to create again something new.
Saturday, April 14, 2012
Be Still
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Be still.. He said..
leaned against the wind
as per instruction
waves crashing upon my legs
a form of reconstruction
I will be still.
hold on and focus
pulling energies into this one thing
that changes everything.
This will definitely
change my life ultimately
I must be still
when everyone
else is moving on
when all seems lost and gone
He knows I like to dream
Be still..He said...
God give me strength
I am fluid
I cannot be contained
I am slippery fish
in the palm of a little child
I flow with the wind
and fall like the leaves
no one knows where I will be
and where I will land
Love me like
you love water
Hold me like
a glass would
The Universe
is a large cup
and I can't find my place
I am stuck
in the darkness of space
So pick me out from the stars
put me in the head of the line
to know my destiny,
to know my place in your kingdom.
Thank you God!
I will love you forever because you made the universe my home.
I feel connected with you despite your omnipresence.
I know the planets need my warmth and are relying on me.
Love
William Ortiz
The Gay, Fatherly, Artistic, Fish
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