“You were born a child of light’s wonderful secret— you return to the beauty you have always been.”

Careful studies of cases dealing with supposed ‘mental disorder’ have at times revealed that many thought to be insane or warped in some fashion were actually simply highly sensitive individuals.

Millions of tears have fallen for black sons, brothers, lovers, and friends whose assailants took or maimed their lives and then simply went on their way.

Between men and women, between blacks and whites, northerners and southerners, haves and have-have-nots, self and self.

To heal the wounds of a nation as opposed to aggravate its injuries

An author accepting language’s invitation to dance steps onto the floor of his her sensibility-charged consciousness and begins to move instinctively–even if with much dread

Christmas When Music Almost Killed the World

When the healing grace of authentic spirituality is usurped by the divisive politics of religious organizations, and when broken hearts bleed pain in darkness

Quote words that affirm all men and women are your brothers and sisters.

This is what our love is––a sacred pattern of unbroken unity sewn flawlessly invisible inside all other images, thoughts, smells, and sounds.

What can bombs know of the illuminated fields so golden with heaven in your heart’s sacred lands?

Complications generally begin long before the fated soul carries its dubious light into whatever womb has been kind enough to volunteer

Shine your soul with the same egoless humility as the rainbow and no matter where you go in this world or the next, love will find you, attend you, and bless you.

At some point, a flash of sustained clarity reveals the difference between what someone would have you believe is true,

And make no mistake about it: love does take over and transform the schemes and operations of our egos in a very mighty way.

Happy World Poetry Day: ‘The American identity has never been a singular one and the voices of poets invariably sing, in addition to their own, the voices of those around them.

It takes a lot of beautiful love, uncommon sincerity, and spitfire courage to do that.

I’ve been able to tour because of my music and I’ve learned a lot about myself while on the road. I think some of the imagery of my writing are snapshots of where I’ve been and my feelings about the world.

I think it gets to musicians’ heads a lot of the time. Just because people like your records doesn’t mean what you have to say is going to be interesting.

The older I get, the less I care about what’s cool. I realize I’m old and weird.

God helps those who have no-cut contracts.

I dance is the one that linked the cities of prosperity and chance.

In a time where everything’s a flavor of the month, and it’s hard to have any sort of longevity,

Now we the American working population Hate the fact that eight hours a day Is wasted on chasing the dream of someone that isn’t us And we may not hate our jobs But we hate jobs in general That don’t have to do with fighting our own causes.

There’s smoke in my iris, but I painted a sunny day on the insides of my eyelids