Tuesday, May 5, 2009

You Gotta Dig


The Bridge

The tricky eyes, they play their games.

Unhinge the bipedal illusion.

Lay down. Look again.


The horizon cuts two equal halves.

Roots are but stripped branches.

A vessel reveals itself.


A portal for falling rays of sunlight.

A gateway for pouring rain.

Earth and air, united.


Life makes an exchange.

Two worlds divided,

Made whole again,

By the Tree.


Be peace.

Be one.

Be.





1 comment:

  1. The ending made me think of this song.

    "Be"

    "I want to be as free as the spirits of those who left
    I'm talking Malcom, Coltrane, my man Yusef
    Through death through conception
    New breath and resurrection
    For moms, new steps in her direction
    In the right way
    Told inside is where the fight lay
    And everything a ni**a do may not be what he might say
    Chicago nights stay, stay on the mind
    But I write many lives and lay on these lines
    Wave the signs of the times
    Many say the grind's on the mind
    Shorties blunted-eyed and everyone wanna rhyme
    Bush pushing lies, killers immortalized
    We got arms but won't reach for the skies
    Waiting for the Lord to rise
    I look into my daughter's eyes
    And realize that I'm gonna learn through her
    The Messiah, might even return through her
    If I'm gonna do it, I gotta change the world through her
    Furs and a Benz, gramps wantin 'em
    Demons and old friends, pops they hauntin' him
    The chosen one from the land of the frozen sun
    When drunk nights get remembered more than sober ones
    Walk like warriors, we were never told to run
    Explored the world to return to where my soul begun
    Never looking back or too far in front of me
    The present is a gift
    and I just wanna BE"
    -Common

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