black dot in the hand

While sitting in my yoga room, I heard my mom in the next room over walking up my nephew, Kalvin. She said ...hi bud, and I began to write.

Hi bud.
I'm high bud.
Sunlight glow bug.
Coffee drinkin mug.
Smile from above as the emotions flow and shift in me, love.
Resist or not,
Breathe is hot
The ego is showing through, in the now, on the dot,
Center of hand, center to breath
Center to notice, center to let leave
Center to accept, center to allow
Center to observe, center to know how
Know how to color
Know how to say
Know how to speak, letting words leak,
smiling cheek to cheek, silently sitting, on the ground,
connected to the ever evolving sound
the sound of waves crashing down,
the sounds of a chocolate meltdown,
the sound of brown,
the sound of blue,
the sound of breathe moving through,
what does silence have to say to you and will there ever be ....an eternal destiny
the home of the wise where the love sets us free
can you and me
travel in our sleep to release the jealousy-the ego mind- that holds us kept in this box- we'll soon forget..
remember! how to move
remember to groove in the joys of laughs and chunkles,
momma daddy pappa uncle brother cousin boyfriend husband love her leave her off her feet sweep her
sister mister girlfriend kissed her, beautiful eyes, just like her momma
momma, daddy left her,
baby boy is the cure
become smiles
develop style
a walk, a step,
a time to collect- the pieces
to connect- the dots
to contact- the center
to observe- the thoughts
and then your back and then your sane, and then it's no longer that confusing psychedelic game
the colors have formed a rainbow for you
to show your walk
and show your groove
dancing under a skyline of colors that shine,

shineeeee