skim the surface...

see, it's a dangerous quality i possess...
i'm too deeply motivated to share, too generous with my profound feelings...
i entrust my emotions too fully to those who would choose only to skim the surface...
they want none of what i have to offer, even as they taste the splendor,
they reject the feast...
what transpires then is...
i am left empty handed and feeling betrayed...
and there is no one to blame, no one...
aloneness is a place i find most secure...
here in this silence is a peace i am more and more succumbing to...
wrap myself in a blanket of solitude...
no empty promises, no need to break through walls...
i leave you alone...
you leave me alone...

remember...

take a walk with me, be quiet and still your mind...
let's walk up to that mountain in the distance...
when we get to the top, we will stand and listen...
close our eyes and listen with our hearts and spirits...
and we will hear them...
we will hear the drums of our ancestors...
we will listen to the songs of the old ones...
there will be no differences in race, color or class...
the music of the ancient tribes throughout the world will combine...
and the songs will become one song...as familiar to our souls as tho'
we'd sung them too...
and we have, we just don't remember...
we will stand on this mountain, you and i and we will know peace...
we will know love...we will remember...
for who we really are is not so different from one another...and those differences...
ahh, those precious differences are what is so beautiful and sacred in each of us...

we will remember...

i am but a...

i am but a note sitting upon a page of music that both delights and saddens...
a melodious sound that evokes both pain and joy, love and hate...
i am but a word sitting amongst many in a story that has no beginning, no end...
a book that entices the Reader to turn page after page,
never knowing what will happen next...
i am but a stroke from a painter's brush, sitting upon a palette of many colors...
i know that my hue graces His canvas and that i am a part of a great work...
i am but a breeze left over from a great wind, a small drop of rain...
from a great storm that has crossed over the fields of humanity
and left it's mark forever...
i am but a small part of a larger scheme...so small,
yet, i am so important...
He treasures me, seeks me out, as he does all my brothers and sisters...
you are as i am...small, seemingly insignificant, yet...not so in His eyes...
we are cherished, loved without condition, treasured beyond all reason...
there is no reason other than pure and complete Love...
we are this and more, simply...we are...simply...
i am...