what kind of world...

what kind of world
woud it really be
if "i" were in charge?

boring!
omg
"me" everywhere

stingy,
holding on tightly to money,
things,
people,
body

begrudging others their joy!
happiness,
desire,
will

ohhhhhhh... what a very
sad
sad world
that would be...
never doing what you want,
only what i want

what kind of hell is this
where i rule your life?

Heaven help me!

let me see that
another's joy,
heart's desire,
is a path of light,
a blazing light,
a north star,
a compass,
a literal key,
to my
own
freedom

let me support
every hair
that blows in the wind,

every detail in the fine legal print,
every typo,
every shift,
every cancellation,
every change of mind

there is no storm,
when i love the rain

in Love
there is
only Love

there is no voice
that is not the voice
of love

it's just air
passing over
reeds

vibrations,
dancing on strings,

a harmonica!

a whistle blower,
no thing hiding,
no thing unexpressed

without "me"
the air can simply flow
as it does,

the chimes
can sing...

how can i serve?
how can i serve?

how
can "i"
serve?
(without being in charge)