...and float on the mist
as I make forever list
broken glass shines brightest
a fire that would not melt desire
we tore at each other, suspended in ease
to each piece of life we could breathe
a simple beginning that wanted voice
so when the sun is right and the moon is high
lost upon the mindless in sight
is when............
FenniganT & EPF 2010
Tuesday, March 16, 2010
Sunday, March 14, 2010
crave
Feeling a little mellow
Feeling a little slow
Taking it down a notch
Hanging it all out for an everybody sea
It’s not you in me or even we
It not money or fame
Or sanity in the living hood
But a simple peace of mind
Of being understood
Most people are blind
And not everybody can see
Ego Soul and body in eternal war
Of wanting to be free
Ego begs affirmation of perceived reality
The feeding of its own stability
The soul’s stand is desire of peace
With love spreading like a perfect disease
The body lost its fight long ago
Winner controls the other and the body will follow…….
Fennigan T 3-14-10
Feeling a little slow
Taking it down a notch
Hanging it all out for an everybody sea
It’s not you in me or even we
It not money or fame
Or sanity in the living hood
But a simple peace of mind
Of being understood
Most people are blind
And not everybody can see
Ego Soul and body in eternal war
Of wanting to be free
Ego begs affirmation of perceived reality
The feeding of its own stability
The soul’s stand is desire of peace
With love spreading like a perfect disease
The body lost its fight long ago
Winner controls the other and the body will follow…….
Fennigan T 3-14-10
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