Nothing More Nothing Less

Nothing More Nothing Less

Thought
A prodigy of prodigal mind

Of itself it cannot find
Expanding pressure bulging out

Blindly searching full of doubt

Raging struggle toward the top

To loose this race it fears cannot
Sees itself as the one too be 

Of what it says must follow thee

Fate be changed to evil slayer
And cast into a mortared layer

And crushed beneath all proceeding

Fearsome thoughts superseding
Food from thought turned into prey
For reckless mind to feed away

But if the choice is not to struggle
Soul will free from mental muzzle
The troubled mind begins to humble
And boiling blood has dried to crumble

Soul connects back to its' star
 And in the midst of darkest night

Far above is seen a thread a light

Nothing more and nothing less

Thought will never second guess

Always will it be this way

Believe in "you" not what they say

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

March 27, 2020

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Riding Free

Riding Free

I think I'll sit upon the sun

And fly up into space 

My foot becomes the beating drum

My smile becomes the face

There is no need to hurry

And no time will I waste

The hatchet has been buried

As victory turns to taste

Saddle up and mount your sun

Come along and ride with me

Counting down from ten to one
Letting go and feeling free

Along the way we'll dream till noon

Turning time into a present

And stop to dance upon the moon

As it fades from full to crescent

Inner light becomes such wonder

There is much for us to see
Breaking through from deep down under

On our sun when riding free

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

March 07, 2020

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EMANCIPATED

EMANCIPATED

The love of rain 
All that he has quenched for me
The bless-id snow
Through my life, her prints hence show
Within my whole
Wonder plays a vital role
My soul revealed 
For all to see 
Mysteries of my big blue sea
Down deep
Atop the highest peak
Emancipated, knighted meek

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But if one stands
upon their head
The clues I give 
Leak out instead
Way up high
In the valley low
Servility to what they tow
Creating fear of letting go
It has been said, most pay no heed
No good is gained from mindless greed
The greatest wealth, unbound from strife
Is begotten from a simple life

Written By: 

Michael K. Englmann

February 24, 2020

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