"Y" Choices. . .

Choose wisely,

yet kno that "choice" is an illusion created x those w/power 4 those w/out. . .

Though highly intuitive many of us r,

we can never c past choices we don't understand. . .

Thus we must always feel impelled 2 find out "Y,"

4 "Y" has power;

& kno'n "Y" gives us power. . .

"Y" is the key 2 a most important universal truth,

"Causality:" n that 4 every action there is a reaction. . .

Thereby mak'n choices a highly salient spice n ur slice of life,

that flavors our xperiences w/a very personal self-made concoction,

of our own choices. . .

- RasJahtrv -

Healing Belle's heart

A star in the sky

,

a sigh n the wind,

invites U 2 dream & believe again.

Hope lies on the horizon of each sunrise,

waiting still waiting you realize.

Julian & Jerry, ahead of thee,

beckoning yes calling 4 u 2 c,

forever. . .

all of their essence caught up n ur dreams,

the're not far off as it may seem.

So each evening as U watch the sun set,

c that livin life 2 it's fullest

is how thoust c them yet. . .

- RasJahtrv -

Things I've Found Along the Way.....

Things I've found along the way......

.....cascade through my mind, in cosmic arrays

A leaf , some butterflies wings and a curled and twisted spring.....

.....the Leaf blowing in the breeze

carries with it, all things past

.....the Spring a call to action

all "JAH' Soldiers", on the march

o'er the soggy n the rocky

o'er smooth and the parched

.....the Butterfly' Wings are mine to fly

at will achieve a natural high

.....you see its not what I've found

as much as much as dicovered

about people places and things

o'er which I've hovered.....

from the "SpoiLed LoGs"

The "SpoiLed" get used to flatterin speach
& being told the heights they can reach

The "SpoiLed" at times r hard 2 approach
cause within their circle one eshhews reproach

The "SpoiLed" r precious within their own home
yet some what under-appreciated
where ever they roam

They aspire to say no,
with no guilt
& ur not invited 2 snuggle their their quilt

When U c em on the highway of life
beware they won't share ur struggle & strife

----------Idan-ni'e RasJAHtrue----------

The Pigeon Syndrome

It's not wholly understood why they abandon their daily hunt for food

Seems they'd rather sit around on some perch curdling and brood

Any morsel of food that hits the ground is quickly divoured nary a crumb to be found

Rousting each other for space back up on the perch not ev'n fly'n off for worms to search

Cooing with a melody soft yet absurd, there seems to be no real motivation for this crumbsnat'n bird

Not a totally bad thing as I observe, it's needs are very real, and whether it's aware or not the pimp'n of it's instincts are part of the deal.