AWAKEN

AWAKEN

Freeze in the rain, bake in the sun,
But arise like the phoenix, awaken.
Jack of all trades, but master of none,
Arise to your glory, awaken.

Go where no one’s gone before,
Hang your shingle on the door.
Be where no one else has been.
Claim your prize through golden eyes, awaken.

In the maelstrom, in the sea,
Through every trial and adversity,
Be the person you knew you could be,
Though the fabric of life is thin
And you wear a coat of tin.
Arise, oil can in trembling hand, awaken.

Size up every struggle, nurture every dream,
Consciousness must be practiced,
Like the rivers flow to streams.
Meditate in stillness, the Buddha and his Zen,
Strike a pose in poet’s clothes, awaken.

King or queen of destiny, own your own mistakes.
And gravitate to your natural state, although your heart it breaks.
Through the glass you may see darkly now, as though life were a prison.
Reach through the bars where you can touch the stars,
There’s a future you have a stake in,
Arise from your slumber, awaken.

Through every last travail, in the midst of the hurricane eye,
See it through your narrative, as though it were imperative,
Chase down every answer like a hunter in the sky.
Chart your days with a traveler’s gaze,
To document just where you’ve been.
Beat the drum ‘til the chariot comes, awaken.

-Bruce Potts
Copyright 2011
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