I stand alone on this last eve,
A life so full behind me.
In feeling piece my shattered life,
Bless-ed was my journey.
A tear I shed in mourning past,
In feeling more a stranger,
To a life I fought for heart and nails,
In crawling for my savior.
I am but boy in this grown skin,
Playful kind and true,
The love I feel for every me,
Is a beautiful baby blue.
I am instrumental life and change,
Here in this one man band,
Seeds of dreams twinkling daylight,
Awaiting a heart felt command.
I laugh in pass a moments gesture,
My path ahead so righteous,
I leave behind an empty dream,
In seeking life's great adventures.
It is sure to be that time will pass,
As a rover I'll saddle the road,
Another land a dream may be,
The unknown, no fixed abode.
Around the corner is out of sight,
A total guess it would be,
Stand in my shoes turned back,
There is no way you can see.
A total change a life turned around,
They would hardly even know me,
I stand in strength on this solid ground,
And I'll trust my guides unfold me.
December 6, 2022
Andrew Mee
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New Beginnings

And so, the new beginning!

It is common to hear the phrase "time flies when you're having fun". Although would it not be more apt to say that "time flies when we're detached from our own true reality".  

In that thought, we could detach at either end of the spectrum, and thus misplace many hours, days, weeks, months or years indeed, enveloped in times of extreme happiness or sadness.

I have spent many years on both ends of this spectrum, only momentarily experiencing the true feelings wrapped in each moment.


We can all recall a moment or moments in time where joy was at its peak, and yet time seemed to stand still.....

It is times like these, where we are truly present, in the moment, alive, together.

So I leave this post with a thought......

Live..... breathe..... feel..... Glorify each moment with your "presence", and who knows, we may actually LIVE..... FOREVER.....

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The Sitting
The journey in Glenbeigh
Was so very intriguing,
It showed me my dark side,
And what needed healing.
I opened the door
To dig in deeper,
But I met Mother Nature,
And not the Grim Reaper.​
Her beauty is awesome,
Her love so freeing,
She relieved me my burden
My life purpose revealing.
A healer I am Wounded,
So perfectly scarred,
Each layer is a hurt,
Each pain is a shard.
​My purpose is simple,
So clear and so free,
To be a soul healer,
I MUST have empathy.
​I love this direction,
My Hearts Desire,
My Internal Light,
My Souls New Fire