Stick 37 - Red Chillies

Red Chillies in a Wooden Bowl

Scattered potency of my soul
Tomorrow's menu so unknown
Today's recipe speaks of alone

Red Chillies in a Wooden Bowl
Vested interest in my life goal
Tomorrow's spices still taste cold
Today's aroma totally on hold

Red Chillies in a Wooden Bowl
Compressed sorrow peppered in a jar
Tomorrow's kitchen filled with my hunger
Today's apron crisp with sadness slumber

Stick 36 - Freedom Feet

On my feet I wear...

My sandal-jandals aptly named Freedom Feet
My toes are always sticking over
As they compete with my feet to arrive first
at what lies in wait up yonder
 
My toenails promise the glitter and glam
that I embrace in every new found place
My ankle moves at steady pace
to ensure I don't miss a discovery-space
and forget to praise in new found wonder

My heel and arch work together as one
They anchor my soul as they lift my spirit to the sun  
The bridge of my foot is the ultimate now
As it leads me to the new, I chance upon
and so it is thus that I never forget to always wear my Freedom Feet

Stick 35 - Crispy Hope

Crispy Hope

Dripping with dew drops of beginner’s luck

Edging forward with open arms
Finding what I thought was long lost

Growing in a bed of fertile giving
Hunkering down to await what maybe could be
Indefinite belief in good and the best is always there to share

Stick 34 - Crop Circle

Crop Circles of the Mind

The swirl of the winds of change 
Swoop mystical patterns in the corn fields of my third eye

The orbs alight, flicker in and out of understanding
Lifting hope to rejoice in this mother earth love from way yonder

The communication clear and old in precious ancient-new code

Calmness descends as my mind accepts an inner note to vote

The visitors know what I do not yet grasp
The beauty of life astonishing in its freedom gift so vast

Stick 33 - The Wobbly E

Wobbly E's abound

Enthusiastic - the energy after meeting him

Excitement - the anticipation before I meet him again

Ecstatic - the euphoria while I am with him

Entrance - the wild warmth as I lose all sense of two

Exhaust - the fulfilled after

Edge - the sister of ledge, where he leaves me to hover alone

Extreme - the brother of the never ever again

End - the wobbly "E", where I don't want to be

Stick 32 - What If

What if's in Life

When we question what's happened
When we wonder about why
When we try to stop the reality clock
Then we suppose different outcomes
Then we propose many what-if's 

I wish I was there
when life ended so sudden
when young hearts stopped
when what-if's are everywhere

I wish I was there
when love ended so sudden
when all was forgotten
when what-if''s got lost somewhere

I wish I was there
but how could I have been
the what-are's in life
make the what-if's end nowhere

Stick 31 - Snow Sleigh

The invite arrived in a frozen iceblock
I saw the bright blue envelope begging through the icy haze 
I waited till the ice had melted - it took forever and a day
I waited till the envelope floated - it definitely came my way

It was beautifully written
In an ancient script
I was invited to Kaffeklubben Island
located Northeast of the North Pole

My visit was amazing, unbelievably full of fresh air
The sleet and the snow became easy to bear
I fell through the crevices
I crawled through the sleet
I ate only crispy water
And I found the answer I was there to seek

I can now categorically say
that the colour of freedom was in the open air
it was the whitest white with dainty speckles of magnetite
and as it coursed through my veigns
it turned all my hardships into a life I wish to bare