There is a river flowing now very fast.
It is so great and swift that there are those who will be afraid.
They will try to hold onto the shore.
They will feel they are being torn apart and they will suffer greatly.
Know the river has its destination.
Let go of the shore, and push off and into the river,
Keep our eyes open, and our head above the water.
See who is in there with you and Celebrate.

At this time in history, we are to take nothing personally.
Least of all ourselves.
Banish the word struggle from your attitude and your vocabulary.
All that you do now must be done in a sacred manner
And in celebration.

We are the one's we've been waiting for.

I'm joined by Loneliness
who gives me
the usual -
pot shots
of savage self
reflection
but
I just can't
seem to swallow it
these days

so I
read my book
listen to Tweedy
lay for a time on my bed just gazing at the ceiling
I
drink whisky with my friend
and
play my guitar
as
my cat climbs all over me
and I just

Believe,

I s'pose.

I just believe.