I've Touched The Dying

Let it all rain over me. The love, the peace, the insanity. It all makes me braver. The curiosity I savor. Here's a poem because I don't have much to say this morning. I got a new electric piano and I'm saving all my love for it....I've touched the dying:

All my songs in my head/ I write for the dead/ They sing along in sweet sorrow/ I'm like a baby bird/ Flying by on wings that will be stronger tomorrow/ How far are the other worlds/ I want to reach them soon/ Like the man on the moon/ I see it all up close at a distant/ In life I'm on a true poetic mission/ How many minds can I reach with my heart/ One song can change it all/ In the blink of an eye/ From birth to becoming the Real Lady Die/ Inside my heart is an ocean/ I can't really show it to you/ I'm just going to try

Okay so that's it. The revelation is not life changing. But how many things really are? Some will live a whole human life, and not be surprised by it all. It's fascinating, the pride of the fall. How we cover our heads with hats and get all fat trying to be something. We are not that much. Just one energy creating this illusion of life. We are temporary souls in a flesh suit. Trying to stay alive. Trying to make it last. Hoping we will never have to come back. Others praying to never leave the misery. It's just as easy to become a prisoner of the mind as it is to be free...My name is Josalisa and I am in a digital RiOt.