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!
Copyright © Christine Phillips | Year Posted 2018
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