Raw Wild Poet

Every heart can sense the truth, of the tyrrany of the left brain's abuse...

Naked You go to school,  there are no teachers,   you go to Church,  there are no preachers.

What is your problem? What do you fear? Have you forgotten, Why you are here?

You have to forget, before you remember,  first shuffle your deck, then sit back and surrender...   

When You Arrive

  All so well hidden, are each of our talents. Our fruits are forbidden, 'cos we stepped out of balance.