Ish the Stomach - Let Go
We have reached the other side of the coinMobius strip motion, embrace your ignorance
Experience perspective shift
Let go, embrace mystery
Stand awe struck at the complexity of creation
Validation can be removed
Question authority
Abandon certainty
Flow state, rotate, open up your third eye
Grow fate, your rate, motion to the sky
Fly, spread breath, speak gentle walk easily
Carry a big stick, just for show, it seems to mean your knees are weak
A hermit and his torch, bored of burden he approached
Scattering ashes to the rabbits, and the vermin, and a roach
Spoke of the real world, one outside of our skulls
One we can't touch, if we did we can't know
Choke the peels gurgle, a harvest for gulls
Spun martyrs in rust, kiss dirt and then grow
Sisyphus, boulder tumble, Mona Lisa smirk
She's laughing at the action, he finds candy in the work
There's a hurting in the flirt, skirting edges of a church
"Hold your breath on holy ground," paint a canvas when you search
It's a random string of words, tied tandem to your nerves
Came closest, to the boasting, of the scattering absurd
Ash cans and sand boxes look the same from here
I'd ask you to come closer, but you're stranded in that mirror
Standing with a deer forked tongue shining near
The shoulder of the road, and a half a can of beer
To warn passing vessels of the rocky shores below
Stoke embers, shine light, breath deep, and let go
Swim, fluid, carried by the flow
There's a freedom in the meaning when you just let go
Who were you waiting for? Whose name was on your lips?
I dunno, if it starts with "God," pronunciation slips
Minds slit wrists, time throws fits
And if Godot don't show, then it seems the name sits
Well, very well, and right where it should be
All the while asking marigolds 'bout what we can and could be
So Lucy's in the sky while Rilke's angel sings
Who if I would cry, would hear the strumming of these strings?
Written by:
Ishmael Antar
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