large amounts

Time has battled me away from the words.
A refreshing reminder has brought out the truth.

I listen with intent to have more played.
I have a need that is greater than my own silence,
and my own silence is quite strong.

I did so much in the piece by piece, I have lost the whole.
Lost in the maze of a plodding path,
I look up for guiding signs.  There is light that loves to lead.
and that to a place of great joy!
I believe I am rolling down that hill, with a will!

Grand

This grand failure at every step. Is there right in me?

And abused they anker  with wedge in the way.  Perpetually pushed and put off, it's done-ness deliberately delayed.  

It's finding the out...

it's finding out the how and why...

It's the finding it all in my eye...

These weighty troughs be thrown!

I'll serve and conquer the minions in my path!

umm.....WOW

Yesterday was my first Shabbat back in The Land.  It was SO good.
The cool evening breeze. My new family of friends.
To see people.

My heart in two as my blood flows into this land
                                                                       and fed from across the sea.

a tangle of snarl as I unpack to repack
timing short
as I'm away in a few and then back by seven.
A grand day for sisters.

other clarity sharps through as a bell.
I am solid and the frequency moves through me at full speed.
Where is Samuel to decode the rhythm of news and placement?
.. / .-.. --- ...- .

and break from it
Without question the freest I have ever been

Time shrt

Back in Chi Town for an airport stay. 

On the way to my homeland. 

Over ocean and sea,

Oh how I miss thee.

..on both ends of land

full

I wait for the full sign to press forward with the box filling

heart ache as I want my feet to fly from gravel to cloud

I awake to see i've not touched ground in weeks
the cloud is all I have.

weeks away from return I ache to turn upward then down ward

I twist further to increase the tension and spin fast in untwisting.
catch to release. draining place

full time reached?
it's more life and the counting has already begun.
we shall see the out play, but I should think that this unraveling
is revealing in the positive.

And a post

Both here and there is a strange time to eat this blueberry!  

Boxes run down my arm in juice tracks. 

Eaten food takes its time, and this statement runs my heart aground!

Nots

Torn up and in nots

           My mind has an ache in return. Looping over and over

High line run through the low lands, these filters tamper the eventuality.

What will be said what could be said.  These words to come from my mouth...and worlds to come from my pen?

It is unseen because the passive has to little thrust to make a difference.  Please take out this cancer! It is either one side or the other and I have no scalpel and I have no method of removal. 

Ring bell, call help, and beat out this rhythm. But let it be done with all the joy and finality of the best end results!