Karma--
Don't color me with your eyes or tongue
Your thoughts, your dirty world
Your words, your speech, your meddling woes
Your middling, tiny, little excursions
Into what you never were
Who you never thought you could be
All that limitation
That you wish dumped on me
Take that back--it's yours
You choose it everyday
When you wake up, you think it, entertain it as a friend
While I, I wash mine away
Leave me to my thoughts
My wanderings,
My need to make this world bright
With flaming color of dance and light
And song and poetry
And stories--
All bigger than me
I refute any Karma
That still has me tied to you
Because there is so much that I want
To breathe, to create, to see, to taste, to touch, to try, to feel, to do....
Leave the mundane where it belongs
In your origination, not at my door
Not anywhere around me, not in this lifetime, nor the next,
Nor ever--
Not anymore. 2.27.14 Valhalla DeDieu
Don't color me with your eyes or tongue
Your thoughts, your dirty world
Your words, your speech, your meddling woes
Your middling, tiny, little excursions
Into what you never were
Who you never thought you could be
All that limitation
That you wish dumped on me
Take that back--it's yours
You choose it everyday
When you wake up, you think it, entertain it as a friend
While I, I wash mine away
Leave me to my thoughts
My wanderings,
My need to make this world bright
With flaming color of dance and light
And song and poetry
And stories--
All bigger than me
I refute any Karma
That still has me tied to you
Because there is so much that I want
To breathe, to create, to see, to taste, to touch, to try, to feel, to do....
Leave the mundane where it belongs
In your origination, not at my door
Not anywhere around me, not in this lifetime, nor the next,
Nor ever--
Not anymore. 2.27.14 Valhalla DeDieu
