Alas, Sin Miedo
I was learning the nuances of carpe diem
as I filled my spirit with more firsts
and many possible lasts…
When they said there was something to soak in
I felt myself saturated in life that wandered through
the lobby to the top tier of far from fearful
I learned the language of taking what I want
and giving what I will...sin miedo...
In the silence of my own stomach I resorted to the warmth
of words upon my skin
to the depth of your darkness within
I opened myself at the expense of your growth
and to the growth of my own
They said to carry on in karmic conversion
and when the unknown becomes as light as your
breath breaking into the sound of freedom,
that is where the sonic symphonies have settled scores
breaking barriers, along with every belief beyond the ties
they said would always be
As I pull strings through philharmonic firsts
and many parabolic lasts
I soaked myself in sheets that sacrificed
themselves to the the shedding of fear
as a portal to the presence within my own power.
