I Am Feeling Alive Again

I see the smiles beaming in your eyes And I can hear the passion moving in your voice I can feel your breath moving inside me And your spirit soaring above me I wish if I could fully understand the science of the mind And the mystery that is floating around in sky If you put a tiny particle under a microscope You can see its movement big and bold The moon is still and the stars are filled with goodwill The faces of yesterday continue to show us the way They are our guide don’t drive them away, listen to what they have to say Observe the night sky and listen to the message that is passing by The master has highly favored you and nothing or no one can derail you Throw your hands up in the air for spring is finally here Flowers are blooming everywhere, drink some rum and have some fun It’s still chilly in the north and those in the East are very smart I am not pressured neither am I burdened because my life has just began My sleep pattern is slightly altered and my brain is working faster I feel like walking a hundred miles and swim in the great big ocean I feel like climbing the mountain and roll in the grass and sing out loud I have to work with what I have got until I get a chance to do just that The days are long and the nights are short and you have stolen my heart This afternoon I took a stroll down the neighborhood marketplace To interact with the local people and learn about the prices of things Socrates was the master of the market and he was always at that place That’s where the local people meet and you can get all type of food to eat You can learn everything that transpire in the street, and the gossip stories are not cheap I wasn't really shopping I was just cruising and feeling out things I walked about the fish market and end up at the chicken market I asked the price of everything just to learn about smart shopping She took out a hen from the cage and weighed it on a big old scale It weighed three pounds and cost forty-five dollars in their local currency I had no intention to buy it I just wanted to know the cost of it Something dynamic caught my eyes…cages filled with pigeon on the other side I pleaded with the vendor to release the pigeons because they carry the human soul She said “no its business, money is more important than freedom” I gave up trying to persuade her and went straight to the back And I stumbled upon the chicken street hens and roosters were crying out Asking for help to get out of their cage The entire street was filled with rosters and hen locked up in pens Immediately the imagery of prison sprang up in front of me I could see men and women looking through bars same as the the birds were crying out And then the word came, the prisoners should be released to face their spiritual destiny There were more hen than rosters locked up in the cage No one was buying and the poor creatures were bundled up together and left to suffer I couldn't helped but walked away, I wish if I had not gone that way Why should these things matter to me? Why do I have to see them? Many things are personified and I cannot ignore my calling My mind started thinking big and my spirit started growing I erased the imagery from my mind, and filled it with something more divine The market place is fun; people of all sorts congregate on the side Vegetable, fish and all types of meat waiting on customers I like the natural market setting It’s the birth place of artistic, scientific and philosophical ideas When great and shallow minds gather around We can rip stupid ideologies apart, build new theories And invent new machinery and advance technology Spring is finally here and my mind is getting clear Love and laughter is blowing in the air I am feeling alive again!