The Menu Ain’t the Meal

 

experiencing what any word describes,

may we always be surprised

May We All Be In Our Places With New Shiny Faces

 

 

cracked facade's shards:

spur exiled parts

glimpsing light

loving room

stir to bloom

Let's Embody Awareness

 

 

may we dance with all within days and nights

fueled by pain’s touching cries to make things right

turning into healing songs

opening hearts to get along

blooming with our sound source who’s out-a-sight

Faith Create

 

with loving respect for us

knowing we’ll grow

may we be free to be

Revealing's Healing

 

 

to see our beauty

even when ugly

is revolutionary