It’s time to jump into the fire and fall with the rain
Until the tears of heaven wash away
The battlefields and heal the forests
Bringing the birds back to their songs,
It’s time to spill forth over our walls
Over our own insecurities
Over the mountains that loom above us
Making life seem impossible,
It’s time to open doors, locks, leather pouches
Looking for the voices of the actual singers of Eden
To return to the dance, naked and innocent
And with limbs akimbo reaching forth in a universal group hug,
It’s time to reinvent the wheel and sliced bread,
It’s time now for all things impossible
The unbearable weight of gravity is no longer
Let your spirit rise and look to the stars
Let light carry you like an invisible magic carpet
Straight to the reality of your dreams
However big or small, that is up to you,
And it’s time to admit defeat
Because to surrender is to take control
Moving like pinball
Bouncing back and forth until the last ball has fallen
And all the quarters are spent
It is time now…
It is time to break away from the chains
Just as it was in the past,
We have built new chains
Invisible, yet stronger than ever,
The internet chaining the world
Simply in boxes and wires,
It’s time to forget regret and let metaphorical awakening take place
Shaking the dust from shelves of forgotten knowledge
Unveiling the potential in all things
Until stones and humans alike become light,
It’s time to laugh like the fucking Buddha
At everything including ourselves,
It’s time to sit down alone and breathe for a moment
Feeling at peace in our own skin,
It’s time to look at the words between the lines of the grungiest graffiti
In the most desperate streets
Streets gone mad with megalomania corporate dispose
Spray paint cans wielded as weapons much like poems are
Manifesting the voice that sings underground
Creating earthquakes that shake the way we do things,
It’s time to bring dreams into action
No matter how many fears dance ugly dances before us
Waving their hands in our eyes
And bending over with hairy asses
Always attempting to distract
Let those fears be targets to overcome,
It is time to learn with our heads and hands together
Being able to know and to grow,
It is time to do something we’ve never done
Because we’ve never been here before
And only our future selves will be able to judge,
It is time to not let anger become hurt
But instead to let it inspire action and art and hear it’s song
As well as all emotions that sometimes are traps,
It is time to not only write poems with words
But also with our every move
And translate them telepathically,
It is time to forget time
So I guess it isn’t time at all
Only nothingness and timelessness
Make space for these dreams we’re living
Dreams in which all possibilities are fulfilled
And it is always possible to discover new possibilities
It is time now…