I write fairy tales, legends, myths, and short stories.
Poetry I take aim at. Am I any good
At anything that I produce? Is it from me
Or from somewhere outside me to a large degree?
Either way I feel that I’m doing as I should.
Ideas come upon me with relative ease.

Anapestic tetrameter fascinates me.
I can conquer the rhythm when I’m at my best.
What I write about sometimes comes straight from the heart.
When I do sit to write there’s never a false start.
The mass consciousness through me is often expressed
Yet it’s all just vibration most ultimately.

If a tree falls in the forest it makes no sound
If there is not an eardrum and brain to translate
What is only vibration into what makes sense
To the consciousness, and there is no difference
With regard to receiving. One who’s filled with hate
Cannot realize blessings though they’re all around.

Praise yourself not only when you have the answer.
The question or the problem is of great value.
What influence are you under when you create?
Is it from a place of love? Let it dominate
Your receptive perception in all that you do.
Your soul knows about only things you would prefer.