BOY BY THE BEACH

I stopped to stare at the boy by the beach

His eyes looked out with a silent reach

The waves ebbed and flowed like his history

But his smile stretched wide to his own decree

He removed his shoes with the utmost care

With holes in his socks, wearing thin and bare

I wondered how torn down he felt by life

If he lived day by day in a modern strife

When he pulled from his pocket a clump of knowledge

In the form of wrinkled papers, which made me acknowledge

That he held in his hands a poor boy’s riches

And nothing can break him, not even life’s glitches.

 

With loving energy,

Tee

I DREAM

I dream and dream,

Of only one team.

No divisions, no space,

But the human race.

Together as one,

Under the sun.

Sharing earth,

In all her mirth.

Let’s look through the eye,

That doesn’t lie.

The same eye that sleuths,

The buried truths.

Let’s dismay the orders,

To see nation borders.

They’ll say “that’s extreme!”

“An idealistic dream!”

To that say, “Well maybe..

Just maybe I’m crazy.

Crazy enough to believe,

That dreams can be achieved.”

 

With loving energy,

Tee

NATURE CRIES

Nature cries, “Bloody murder!”

As mankind suffers an ego disorder,

I cry & cry where’s your anger?

As tumors grow with earthly cancer,

Where’s the fire in your heart,

As mother earth falls apart?

You swallow pills that numb the mind,

Choosing the life of the blind,

Choosing death over life,

Being told we’re powerless,

Might as well as be voiceless,

Rise, up rise up!

And fill your cup,

Pour self-love,

And rise above,

The greed and hate to mother earth,

As she is you and you are her.

 

With loving energy,

Tee

SPIRITUAL FREEDOM

I stretch my limbs & exert my force,

The system tries to keep me on course,

I break these walls, I break these chains,

I emerge from this box & your emotional pains,

If spiritual freedom has taught me one thing,

To reality shows they’ll have you cling,

But what is so real behind false shots,

When you doubt yourself lots & lots,

Don’t you see its all part of the plan?

To reject yourself, is to be a madman.

Those who have lost the power to change,

Have been stripped of self-love & rearranged,

Into a bolt or into a screw,

Or maybe into the sticking glue,

That builds the machine,

That destroys & demeans,

Forests & seas,

While killing bees.

Wake up, wake up!

Take a breath, back up,

I’m here to tell you,

That there’s a way through,

Switch off your TV, & drop the hate,

Float through life & drop the weight,

Cultivate love & regain acceptance,

Because love is the truth & our human essence.

 

With loving energy,

Tee

Cracks

My grandmother once told me,

“A woman is like a vase.”

Haughty to the bone,

I instantly needed space.

 

“What do you mean?”

I asked and pulled a face.

Some nonsense about cracks,

And forever losing grace.

 

“Cracks are beautiful..”

My inner voice said.

Some things are meant to break,

And broken is not dead.

 

Dearest daughters,

Embrace your cracks.

Release your shame,

And never look back.

 

With loving energy,

Tee