Something singular sinful,
sitting here listening to music.
swaying to the beat, listening to lyrics-
soaking the words up into a sweat
of something singular sinful.
I wish things would move, change and collide
before my eyes. That the world might
evolve and change-wait no, that’s me-
that needs changing.
now i see.
a change of attitude,
is in order.
a change for the better.
just now i need to close both eyes,
For a better Today and a brighter tomorrow.
It only the art of allowance, was just this easy-
wait, maybe it is.
Encompass an inner tidal wave,
in order to ride the Stars,
skyward bound, all earth-bound creatures,
we scatter and rush to
make the best of