Oceans ripple 

they feel cold to the touch 

they are puffy and soft 

i love the touch of warmth 

and the memory of a clear cold night

so blue and blissful 

all these things also resemble a blue puffy 

jacket of mine. ~

Tear drops as eyes 

let them flow 

as the heat rises 

within you and 

the atmosphere 

let yourself melt 

like butter on toast.~

Keep floating through your current of life

as your ripple shall bring a chill of happiness 

upon every living thing. ~ 

The atmosphere: 

sings to us

showers us with water

whirls us into a spiral 

provides oxygen

keeps us cool

and tickles us with wind.~

Squatting and letting your fluids go 

i feel like a bush 

see like a bush and hear the roaring falls behind 

I am able to experience this moment as a bush does 

for eternity. ~ 

Melt into the grass 

and let your feelings 

fly high like a kite. ~

Fluff the cat

sink into the string

allow your mind to bing 

bite into the peach 

and meditate your mind to the beach.~

Feel the bites of love

pecking at every inch of your velvety skin

soft smile at each other

and discuss all aspects of

this terrific, terrible, and trippy life

for this moment is all encompassing

like the feeling of

listening to a symphony orchestra

alone in an ancient cathedral

every cell vibrating

within the uncanny cathedral

or the feeling of bungee jumping

within the victoria waterfall

soaring like an eagle

with the wind as your all encompassing friend

when every aspect of your being focusses on a particular moment

then a particular moment it shall be ~

Still feeling

body lost

in uncontrollable motion

and emotion

dissipating

into the feeling of soil

microorganisms swimming

and rooted within

growing eight legs

and the ability to jump

I am a lump

of fantasies

and realizations

mind is mesmerized

melting into a tapestry

of stories to be stored ~

Reaching the top of a mountain

many a steps have been taken

periods of rest

and looking at other nests

stability has been achieved

deeply live in this moment

asses the past

look off into the distance

a higher and sharper mountain

marvelous

yet intimidating

one must plan

for reaching the top of a mountain

has many steps

some slow and thorough

others skipping into bliss

some come naturally

concentrating on a root

observing the product

steadily paced

another thought tweets

rocks are scrambled

and morning wood

is understood

many mountains will be reached

but there are valleys in between

deserts as well~