Arley Cox

Singer . Songwriter . Mentor .

Island

island

The water rolled around it

Caressing every place

I used to want to hide

made me want to hate

Hate it for its presence

And for what it didn’t do

wanted it to disappear

Wanted to make it new

Because it wasn’t built

By tiny little bones

Wispy willowed limbs

Within a slimness owned

As the air it moves

In and out it goes

Rise and fall easily

I humble in my bones

It became an island

In my train of thought

What if it was stronger than

Made of soil and rock

I saw it as the earth

Strong within my hands

Soft and moving too

Like living breathing land

Changing all the time

Directed by the moon

So I sat and loved it

I mostly never do

As I floated Gracefully

In the water blue

A thought came rushing in my mind

The body knows the truth

My belly is an island

Water floating all around

My legs were two long bridges

Connected underground

My arms became the shore

Hands holding it together

Fingers splayed out sweetly

Taking in the weather

Catching in the scene

Breathing in the knowing

I caught this body tooth and nail

Was always scared of showing

All the love that it deserved

I wish that I had known

This body is an island

Full of love to grow

In and all around

Has been forever more

My body is an island

My belly is the shore

My arms and hands

Stronger still

Stretching

to the sky

My legs long

Big muscular

Help my feet

To fly

Finger tips

touch softly

Get course

From work and grit

Tongue to taste

Eyes to see

Tender lips

To kiss

This body is a tool

Gets me all around

Miracle the senses too

So lucky I’ve been crowned

For this precious body

Beaming with pure light

No longer be upset with

I now see the light

I’ll love her deep and wide

Learning everyday

My body is an island

I never want to hate

Clarity

Clarity

Please give us clarity

To see what we can’t see

All the stories hidden

Buried deep beneath

Give the gift of sight

When we feel so blind

To the struggles faced

By those left behind

Tasting ever needed

Choking just to breathe

Societies unfaded

People live to seethe

Moments that are lost

In history ever more

May we not forget

The open swinging door

Of those that let you in

To take a look around

Never one direction

Lost yet hopeful found

As the world it thickens

The dark can see no light

Pleased to turn blind eyes

Blocking shadowed life

This I ask with heartfelt love

Deep into my soul

That calm and clarity

Come knocking on your door

Humanity it begs you

To hold it as a gift

Open eyes move all around

We can make it fit

So many divided

If we see each others eyes

We feel there is relation

Under this the greatest sky

And in this pure connection

May it bring for you

Grit and understanding

To seek out the truth

It’s unconscious people

That refuse to do the work

Never see the other side

Head stuck in the dirt

If you are one side only

I beg take a look around

Dally on the other side

Information will be found

Dig in deep to your beliefs

Ask questions many more

Why do the richest lie and take

Why do we go to war

For if you see both sides

Clarity will show

That we are all connected

The more we see

The more we grow

Trust

Trust

Trust is all directions

Pointing in a way

That will always bring you home

After traveling for days

It’s truest form

And it’s truest self

Wild and thrashing through

Something in the great unknown

Something that is new

Something you can’t taste

Or Touch

But something you can feel

A loving thing

that is such

Someone that is real

Guiding you to their heart

A sanctuary sound

The sacred place that you can sit

Always to be found

A gentle knock upon the door

Of your upended heart

A simple place in which to land

When you are in the dark

The hand to hold

When things get tough

A heart to sing your praise

Kind words that spill out

From the mouth

That help you find your way

The silence that is kinder still

When the words get hard

A hand woven tapestry

A shining work of art

A firm but gentle holding

A Sceptre in the soul

Pure eyes that hold the key

And the letting go

Surrender of the sweetest type

The trust of truest trues

Giving it to someone else

And they

In

Kind

To

You

by arley

In Gratitude for the knowing that trust can be learned again, found again, and earned again in the most gracious and generous of ways.

For guiding me gently and kindly back into a place I didn’t think existed......and for showing me that I had it in there all along.

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