Energy From Afar (a forgotten poem)

Energy From Afar

It’s just a girl from Bumble

First things first

Feet on the ground

I’m an emotional exhibitionist

Don’t forget the loincloth

Let’s cover THAT at least for now

And first things first

Feet on the ground

She doesn’t go for casual drinks

This is good

Because I can’t drink

First things first

Feet on the ground

I like that she’s traditional

I like that she wants flowers

If it’s flowers, she wants, it’s flowers she gets

First things first

Feet on the ground

Now with respect to sending flowers

With respect floating higher

With respect to all temptation

fantasize,

romanticize

enchanticize

what out there lies

and inward of those deep green eyes

a fool’s errand this floating time

a girl I’ve never met

Oh how I’ve learned

And how I’ve grown

My pain has taught me all alone

That first things first,

FIRST THINGS FIRST

YOU’RE FEET STAY ON THE GROUND

Yet here I muse

from crumbs and clues

besides this plot

doth naught remain

When eyes are green

and smiles seen

and there we sit like children do

Nothing guided

Nothing guarded

Giving some thing

Both ourselves

With folks our age

This is withheld

Not for I

And not for her

So long I’ve searched

For such a heart

The Heart of Gold

It sits before me

Green eyes stare

En-er-gy felt

On this day

I hear her voice

I feel her now

I take the helm

So joy abounds

I am the captain

She’s my crew

With care I’ll send

Her and I

My girl and me

The thing I’ve been saying

I now surren-

der. It’s time

My heart is light

My feet don’t touch

The ground, not felt

We take flight

Our hearts entwined

Our love so right

I do, for her

For her, I do

For her, I fly

She flies with me

We are tremen-

dos part-ners

We are we

And they are they

And we are high

Our lives surrender

Acts of love

Not just for we

Mankind as well

Fairy-elves

Flying pixies

What say you concerns me not

Art is art

And love is love

And with our love we show you art

And with our art

We show you love

And with our love we love ourselves

We love ourselves

We love mankind

Lokah Sama-

stah

Sukhino

Bhavantu

This is how

I’ll live my life

With the girl from Bumble with deep green eyes

Emerald eyes

That’s what

I’ll call her

Or honey

or baby

or lover

or friend

When we’re flying

When we’re high

We’re sober and on drugs as well