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Drought...

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The drought of Love is significant and avoidable.
Plant the seeds now. Sow them in our aridness,
reap Forgiveness and Peace,
it’s a Love style that’s sustainable...


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Come in Peace

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Come with Peace and there will be no battle...


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Frayed (Head-Line Poetry)

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"Zimbabwe elephants poisoned by poachers in Hwange"
The largest of them fell to its knees,
eyes rolled in its forlorn face, a frayed truth,
tomorrow poached by thieves.

"Study: Bumble bees at risk, while others thrive"
Risk is not the most concerning word in that.
The most relative word would be “thrive”,
with the threat of death extending to human Life,
a foolish and bumbling suicide.

"U.S. broadens target list for Syria strike"
Drop the bomb, light the way.
Drop the bomb, boom and slay.
Drop the bomb, warmonger’s bray.
Drop the bomb, to Love’s dismay.
Drop the bomb, the silent descent.
Drop the bomb, our murderous bent.
Drop the bomb, our money misspent.
Drop the bomb, our taxes consent.
Stop!

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Immense Waste

God, human waste is immense, filling us with dread.
We seem to not notice our love with plastic,
Seem to miss our misuse of the (H)eartH
for entertainment, the consumption of Love’s birth.

Love’s slow to come into its ruddy breadth,
the spirit penetrates all, it’s unmistakable,
Love’s fiber, the strongest at any depth,
absolute, true, tangible, and unbreakable.

Love, we truly haven’t much of an alternative.
Love now. Love all. Love, laugh and live…

Peace


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Orange Sunrise

The sunrise was orange and pink through the slender clouds,
a good morning entered to greet me through the windshield.
Speaking silence to me, the breeze and birdsong wag their mouths
as if to say, welcome back my child, your fate has been sealed.

What does that mean, I wonder? Sounds like thunder.
I was expecting the brightness to enter in quietly,
lay down its verse, bring my ready spirit from under
and roar its loving speech most forthrightly.

If my fate is sealed might I be an automaton of purpose
auditioning for a character beyond my earthly likeness?

(Silence…)

The end isn’t coming, save for the awareness of myself,
not for Life, Creation or God, there’s little else.

Peace and Love

(Silence…)

Okay… There’s Peace and Love and silence.
And of course Forgiveness and Laughter forever after…

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Love's the Thing

Love’s the thing I know. Love’s familiar to my animal. Love’s the path I promised to take.

Fear’s the master of disguise. Fear’s the slithering snake. Fear wears the mask of pity, an ashen face, eyes of want, courage tossed like a pale token.

Fear’s the faded ember, its influence commandeered, made to exit my thoughts as I hold up the coin proudly and God pierces truth’s doorway.

Welcome Home…

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Let us Consider

Let us consider our purpose...

We have purpose.

Breathing has purpose.
Eating has purpose.
Water has purpose.

Polluting the air,
poisoning the soil,
ruining the water,
serve no true purpose...

Let us think on our purpose,
don't stop...

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Intolerance of

Let us not be intolerant of one another. Let's share our thoughts, share our love, share our laughter, and forgive our sisters and brothers.

Hunger’s a dreadful injustice, considering we live upon the only planet that provides us our sustenance.

Food, water and air, life, love and laughter are free, anyone trying to profit from any of these is a fool, and an enemy by choice to the (H)eartH.

Like I said, a fool…

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Kids Hope and Escape

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The boy who cries in the photo is Diego Frazao Torquato, who played the violin in the String Orchestra of the Afro Reggae. Afro Reggae is a non-profit organization that gives kids hope and an escape from their impoverished and crime ridden environments. The occasion was the funeral of his social project coordinator, Evandro João Silva, who was murdered in downtown Rio. Diego contracted meningitis at age four, aggravated by pneumonia, and struggled with memory difficulties. He still managed to learn the violin. Diego, born and raised in the slums of Parada de Lucas, dreamed that the violin would take him to see the world. Sadly, shortly after this photo was taken Diego died of leukemia. At Diego's funeral José Júnior, the coordinator of Afroreggae stated, "I think the legacy of Diego is hope, it is the willingness to change, to transform".

Photo Credit: Marcos Tristão
Full story: http://tinyurl.com/c3b4yjd


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The strings vibrate with Love's story.
Listen.
Witness the c…

We Continue...

I believe that if we continue to believe that we are powerless to the words within a book, then we are sunk without question.

I respect the belief in Heaven, it is the belief in Hell that stymies me. We seem to have literally created it by believing in it. What of the belief in a Heaven beneath our feet, on (H)eartH as it is? Imagine...

Peace and Love

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The Pledge Made

Pledge No War with Syria
Breathe no more war into its putrid reality.

There is never a better pledge one can make
than the pledge of Peace and Love.
Peace and Love are one thing.
Without Peace there can be no Love
and without Love
there will rise a "war" so tragic
that it will never be recorded,
only briefly felt, the truth hidden by noise,
by greed, by fear, disorder... then silence.

(Silence...)

Life will breathe again without our foul use,
the personification of tragedy,
the death of human purpose,
the sorrow of God,
the wet eyes of grief,
the loss of Love and Peace.

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We, as Stewards...

We, as stewards of the (H)eartH, need stand up against all "regime" changes, all ideas of war or aggression or thoughts of our interests in any region, save for the one we live in.

We needn't avenge the deaths, we need be humbled by their sacrifice and begin to make their passing a testament to no more war. We need change from within to out, by example, by loving and forgiving all.

Imagine the "blowback" from the actions of forgiveness and love, what an amazing spirit would be felt in the reaction of peace and laughter, love and forgiveness? It's the only plan that will solve the (H)eartH's most pressing issues, no amount of war or assassination or power struggles for oil or resources will bring us to where we need be by now in our existence, in our human experience.

Humanity must begin to rise up and Love all...

Peace

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

News to Me

I highly recommend not watching the "news".
Be the change you want to see on the (H)eartH,
it is rather likely to be "televised" eventually,
but even then we needn't watch it, we need be it.

Peace and Love

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

THC... The Heavenly Call

The Heavenly Call... THC

End all wars, large and small.
End all oppression, all.
Release the natural remedy of the (H)eartH,
the medicine, and begin to worship what you then will know,
retain your beliefs, but for the Love of Christ, begin to cherish Home!

It's simple really.
Love the (H)eartH and one another,
cherish your time together,
surely God will approve.

I pray, I demand, I am...

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Dear America...

Make no war on Syria!

The world needn't another battle it needs Peace to enter in with Love. The world is asking, not I alone. The (H)eartH is demanding that you end the aggression and bloodshed.

Plans will not suffice for Peace.
Only the implementation of Love will suffice.
Peace demands that you end your plans and implement the only thing required now, Love and Forgiveness...

Do this and you will be rewarded through your actions,
if you do not, you will be judged according to your defeat.

Love and Peace

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Let Us Not Be Confused

Let us not be confused by the rhetoric of war,
let us instead be enlightened by the words of Peace.

War has no legs.
War crawls on its belly toward conquest.
War is despicable, it deserves no praise.
Collateral damage is the coward’s language.

Peace has wings.
Peace soars on the way toward harmonization.
Peace is most beautiful, deserving of worship.
Love and Peace is the one language of Creation.

Let us not be fooled by war’s silver tongued beast,
instead, let us shepherd in the nature of Peace.

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The Scorpion and the Peacemaker

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The scorpion reacts.
The peacemaker acts.
The scorpion defends.
The peacemaker bends.
The scorpion is stealthy.
The peacemaker is still.
The scorpion stings.
The peacemaker sings.
The scorpion injects venom.
The peacemaker echoes affection.
The scorpion isn’t our enemy.
The peacemaker hasn’t any.


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime


STORY: An old man saw a scorpion drowning and decided to pull it out from the water. He calmly extended his hand to reach the creature. When he did, the scorpion stung him. With the effect of the pain, the old man let go the creature and it fell back into the water. The man realizing that the scorpion was drowning again, got back and tried to rescue it but then again it stung him. He let go of it again. A young boy standing by, approached the old man and said, “Excuse me Sir, you are going to hurt yourself trying to save the evil-vicious creature, why do you insist? Don't you realize that each time you try to help the scorpion, …

Purpose Set

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Let us have purpose.
Birth.
Our purpose set.
Let's remember it.
Let us remember,
service to Life's purpose,
continue moving forward.
Love.

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Never a Beginning

There was never a beginning created
or spoken into existence
it just was, it just is

Yes, this is resistance

Consider that man’s word is corruptible
been corrupted, interpupted, disrupted

Insistence, persistence, distance
corrupted. No way it’s indelible
let it go with the rest
it’s a test, its testable
give it a rest
believe in what you know
say it is and it’s so
and it is so

So go now toward your never-end
not some preconceived belief
but your own, inside you and me
within us all in our fledgling stumble
learn now, learn, learn, learn
think, be humble

Hell is not equal to Heaven
create then outside of agony
carve fear from affection
out of your sight, out of your mind
anoher direction

Forget time
it’s done
it’s gone

Draw a line
be prepared to erase it
wipe it away before it stifles creation
begin now, not before, before, before
before silence, sound, light, after
know truth, exactness, correlation, gestation, formation

Take the ebbing truth and shape it
create it
translate it
deba…

Muses

The muses that call me to sleep are pre-dream,
prerequisite, precursor, pre-ordained,
no different than the rest, the same,
without title, a spirit without name,
a dreaming of Love and Peace...


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Before Sleep

Oh, my angel’s of light
burning beyond, before my gaze
your purpose known shining the path,
lighting my way through your blaze,
with your ode painted on the sky,
the waterfall of music travels at your speed
found in my dance upon your surface,
the motion beneath your gape of imagine.

Rejoice in your ode translated here,
not mine to interpret, but mine to let out,
breathe now your symphony of sight to hear
strumming our song and scribing it here…

Peace and Love

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Before Sleep

Before sleep...

Oh, my angel’s of light
burning beyond, before my gaze
your purpose known shining the path,
lighting my way through your blaze.

With your ode painted on the sky,
the waterfall of music travel at your speed,
found in my dance upon your surface,
the motion beneath your gape of imagine.

Rejoice in your ode translated here,
not mine to interpret, but mine to scribe,
breathe now your symphony of sight to hear
strumming our song and scribing it here…

Peace and Love

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Translate the Bird

“Are not two sparrows sold for a penny? Yet not one of them will fall to the ground outside your Father’s care. And even the very hairs of your head are all numbered. So don’t be afraid; you are worth more than many sparrows” Matthew 10:29-31 (NIV)

I believe in no way this verse indicates that we are more important than the bird, as a matter of fact it tells me we only imagine we are. It tells me, that if we were indeed created in the "image" (spirit) of God, then we are not too Godlike in our actions across the globe as a collective "humanity". It tells me that we need treat the birds as if they themselves are sacred to (a part of) God, not unlike all animals, all Life, so to say that we are somehow superior to the bird is to, I believe, miss the point. Humbleness is much of what we're missing on our journey toward the truth.

The above verse of Matthew is a metaphor, one that should tell us that we are not better than, but equal to. Two birds in hand, etc. Hu…

Considered

Cherokee voters say ‘no’ to alcohol sales

It is not that wine is considered spirit
that may had their tribe saying no.
The truth lies in this story of a choice
from those that weren't always heard.

"Opponents of the referendum said that easier access to alcohol would lead to increased rates of alcoholism, drunken driving and domestic violence."

Enough, it was as if they said,
enough of humankind's numbness to the truth.
The curve of the truth is gradual toward Love,
too much trajectory in the song
and we shroud the lie from our self-inflicted misery,
a weary gait that brings wondering to our sober face.
Eyes wide open, hands outstretched toward one another.

“If we made $100 in revenue from alcohol, it would cost us $10,000 to treat the problem,” said Peggy Hill of the Yellow Hill community."

Money, money, money, no more its grip on our spirits,
let it free of us, send it away with its shivering wallet,
consumption's hypnotized countenance- Wake up!

"A f…

Same Water

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The same water is indeed within our touch,
ripples move in this way,
they stay beneath the hopeful fingers,
the gliding hand.
The ripples are moving each moment.
Feel them, sense them, the echo...

Peace

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

The Timid

Good night my kind spirits all.
The fine-feathered and the more down to (H)eartH,
The love and the forgiveness,
the courageous and the timid,
the all out and the limited!

Smile this ode to the Mother,
to the sister and the brother,
the uncle and the father,
the son and the daughter,
great and grand,
boom bam
boom bong
the song...

Peace


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Point

Point us to those who Love and to Love itself, the form matters less than the spirit within it...

Peace

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

What Carves

Believe in what carves away the fear and leaves the Love within our dance and our song.

Sing it. Love it. Laugh with it. Be at Peace within it.

It has grips built in for us to retain our strength and journey with it's will as much as ours, as one. One. One. Not one day, but all and every day, rejoice in our fortune. The (H)eartH is laughing, joyous in our consideration of Life...

Love and Peace

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Fade

When does it fade, this song of our need, our ears need be attentive to its call to us, to the collective. We need all and one another, we needn't deny our purpose and forget the story of We, We need begin it again in our dance with one another, with our truth beneath our feet and in our hands in motion toward one another. Love. Love. Love. Love. Love. an infinity of Love's embrace...

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Don't Breathe

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Don't breathe in the one thing within the truth that holds down Peace.
Do not consider the path most consumed, take the one that Loves,
that Forgives our use of her, our Laughter upon her bosom.
Live, Love and Laugh with me my fine-feathered spirits,
this is for you my kindred spirit, my wife, my brother,
my mother, my in-laws, my daughters, my nephews,
nieces, aunts and uncles...

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I pray for the day that "the war machine" (and the warriors who serve it) is no longer the strength of any nation, but that the strength of the world is seen in its Peace (and the peacemakers that serve it)...

Peace and Love

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Conquer That

We can conquer that which holds ourselves away from sensing our purpose.
It is not to conquer anything, it is to submit to Home as most precious.
The way to do that is to cherish one another as beings in motion
toward the "unknown", upon Home and toward that which we shape,
we shape our experience of "reality" as we go forward together...

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Awaken Me

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O! Awaken me! It is time for our dance to evolve into the truth that's worth repeating. Know it, sense it, live it, love it, laugh with it, it is the joy of the truth personified!

Boom boom...

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Say What?

Jesus: There is so much more to life than food and fashion. Do birds worry about such things? No, they sing! They know God loves them and will take care of them, so they praise Him in complete trust. Don’t you see that you’re much more important to God than they are?
 ~Luke 12:23-24 (Randy Reed Paraphrased Version)


Say what?

(Silence...)

More important than the birds? How so?

(Silence...)

We are far more destructive than they. Opposing thumbs and opposing beliefs and little regard for the truth.

(Silence...)

I believe it to be the case, therefore it is, kind of a way of creating that which I believe.

(Silence...)

It's been happening a long time, our creation of what we believe, we better get to understand that before we put more absolutes to the story than is accurate to the truth.

Peace


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Be Aware of Fear

Be aware of those that say there are darknesses among us,
they might well have them only in their dance, not mine or yours.
Awareness is where we need improve our overall dance, to glide with one another on the way toward Love and Peace and Forgiveness and Laughter, God. Let us begin our dance in earnest as a harmonious symphony of thought of Love and Forgiveness personified to groove with Peace and Laughter...

Hush not this song. Keep in our gait, in a belief worth repeating, now and now and now and now and fee fee fi fo fum this is the guitar that's been tuned and stringed and strummed and the will of the one. One. One. One but not only one, all, always, evermore, now and now and now and now... Boom boom bing bang bong...


© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

We Remain

Again we remain, unmoving automatons,
as if our spirit shells are self-destructing
no less than as if we are failing the mother,
our own. We wait around as if it will come without
...our will.

I think it is coming at the same time as my scribing,
my plea to the loved, the living and dying,
so why do we not act as if the whole is crying
our will...

The masks cover our inherent shame in how we worshipped,
end the grip of our talking boxes and raise our hands to help,
Do not consider it work, consider it creation in our grasp,
mold it toward the fullness of what our kinship and Love might be,
a profound possibility of where we are as a collective moon
sustaining me...

Don't breathe in the one thing within the truth that holds down Peace.
Do not consider the path most consumed, take the one that Loves,
that Forgives our use of her, our Laughter upon her bosom.
Live, Love and Laugh with me my fine-feathered spirits,
this is for you my kindred spirit, my wife, my brother,
my mother, …

Humbled Kindness

I am humbled by the spirit's kindness. It's not just "mine", this belief that tumbles forth for all to see if they decide to do so. It's ours, it's humankinds as far as I can discern.

It is the muse of muses in my belief, God, Love, Peace and Laughter... the medicines that are natural to humankind, (H)eartH based, but not restricted to only what's believed, but what is known to us, and therein lies the dance within my belief.

Dance, it's unfolding as we speak.

Thank you for your part, kind spirits, in the fullness of our Love among one another and Home.

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Your Kindness

Thank you, kind spirits. I, Mark Richard Prime, am humbled and your kindness is delivering unto me the truth of who we are.

It's not just me, it's you. Fifty-fifty, equals through and through. Any kind you bestow unto me, I bow to the words before, I myself take any bow. Humble I'll stay, though from your viewpoint I may not know, I am.

I am Me, We, We are the whole of Love, Forgiveness, Peace and Laughter...

Peace

Let the dance come roaring on the key's of dance, upon the piano's hands, moving their Love across our glance!

The drums come in right on cue in my belief,
they enter in do these instruments of the one song
we've been entrusted to be caretakers of this (H)eartH.

The sax and the flute hold hands as their beat moves me across the self like partner, thought's in sync, dance mates, choreographers of Heaven, nothing less in our ease which dwells with indifference. The roommate that needs to go because he's manifesting the truth in his belief/r…

One, One Day

911...

No. Not one day.
Let us dedicate our lives to seeking truth.
Not one day for prayer and fasting.

Everyday those shrouded by buildings need emerge,
walk out into the sunlight and speak out against war,
against the poisoning of the water, soil, forest, and air,
against the destruction of Home and one another.

No. Not one day.

Confession is fine, but action is true prayer.
March on the streets and roads of the (H)eartH
I'll no longer participate in deceit, I’ll declare.

Let's take back the (H)eartH from corporate greed,
from those who fill their coffers with money instead of hope,
return the yield back to Creation's sovereign seed,
and remember, where we are is begging that we see.

No. Not one day, stolen by those with agendas.

No. Not one day, taken from the unwitting masses.

No. Not one day, remembering things designed to haunt.

No. Not one day collapsing in on its own footprint.

No. Not one day.

All days, everyday, praising our kinship and Home,
not separate o…

Separate Ourselves

We cannot separate ourselves from the (H)eartH as if we're not a part of it. We shall return to the soil and return again to the breathing essence of Life. We're beholden to what gives us everything we need without asking for anything in return. Sounds like God to me.

Instead of imagining an escape from our looming dance with the one exactness, let’s get out in front of it by loving, forgiving, and being at Peace with a warless Laughter…

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime

Timelessness

"The timeless in you is aware of life's timelessness. And knows that yesterday is but today's memory and tomorrow is today's dream."
__Khalil Gibran

Yesterday’s been here,
a repeat of the past
whose dream’s already arrived,
only louder than before.

Today is nearly gone,
slipped of war's plan,
loosed of its lethal explosion,
ready to come again.

Tomorrow's set to enter,
a future of wounds
set to drag their newest scar
over the children’s tombs.

What of now?

© 2013 the spirit of Love dancing through Mark Richard Prime