Arley Cox

Singer . Songwriter . Mentor .

Tend

Tend

I got my hands into the earth

It has been years for me

A student of the land

I sowed some little seeds

It didn’t look like much at first

No pushing from the ground

I watched it closely every day

Hoping for the sound

Of those little seeds

That always knew they’d be

Creeping up to the sun

A lush garden green

Hope at the beginning

You think they never aught

Until one day like magic

That seed has found its sought

They know intrinsically

What they have to do

When loved with sweet intention

Those little seeds they grew

Out of earth they spring

Like a gift they be

Every year is different

Like magic to me

Reaching high up to the sun

Warm the weather gets

Some they work out very well

Some you take a bet

Soon enough you peek

Beneath a few new leaves

Surprise the fruit it bears

Sharing it with me

Then I thought this year

I’ve tended many things

Creative on the inside

Up through the ground it springs

Things burrowed hidden

That needed tender thought

A warm and safe place to land

Emotions to be caught

Things that needed love and care

Understanding too

Things I needed space from

To know what I should do

Tending all the little parts

That get left behind

A point of light in the dark

Something to be mined

Weeding out the rows

Pinching off dead leaves

We can tend our insides too

Of things or bad beliefs

The more that we take off

Roots grow deeper still

Hard work on the inside

Tending is a skill

If we tend with love

Abundance it will show

Garden from the heart

Always love will grow

So if you want to see

Magnificence around

Tend your inner garden too

Learning from the ground

If you take that extra time

To care for what’s in need

Your inner landscape blooms

Lush without the weeds

I’m tending everyday

And learning as I go

That what you give attention to

Soon will finely grow

So I’m tending all the spots

That need some extra care

Knowing that abundance grows

With things that I can share

So tend today with love

Place sweet within your heart

You are worth the time my dear

Let

Tending

Be

Your

Art

by arley

Nothing and Everything

Nothing And Everything

You can be

In parts of you

Nothing and everything

Once you realize

More doors will open

The bells around you ring

You are bits of light

And dust

You are always whole

You are right and wrong

At times

You show so much soul

Don’t be fooled

That you can’t be

Everything you want

You can be

Light and dark

In stark contrast you taunt

You can write

And sing and laugh

To your hearts content

You can be Mother

Father Brother

Sister Friend

Everything

Is part of you.....

You can be

Sweet and true

Sunny skies of blue

The deepest darkness

Still can Dwell

Inside of you

You are made

To live this one

Sweet and tender life

So take a sip of water

From the coolest

Stream

Dance with

Wild abandon

Remember you can dream

Look straight through

All at once

Flying on the wing

Use the power

In your voice

Wildly you can sing

Maybe also

something still

Will suit your tender heart

Quiet places

Made for you

Comforts who you are

Nothingness

From your toes

To your golden crown

It’s ok to be quiet

calming all around

Who you are

Let’s you choose

Many bits to bring

You can be

In parts of you

Both

Nothing

and

Everything

Run Away

Run Away

Within the thick

Of trying to say

What’s on your mind

And the invalidation

Starts

You can choose

To listen to your heart

And run away

Run away from the holding

Of what once was

Because all the new is

On the horizon

You can say thank you

And know

Deep down you will never be understood

But it matters not

Now because

You are good

You are good

All parts of you

Head to toes

You don’t need their love or their

Words

Cause you can make it

I know that you can

You don’t need their acceptance

In order to land

In a spot that feels safe

And ready to expand

You don’t need their opinion anymore

You are growing each day

When you grow in all ways

You don’t need to

Runaway

by arley April 12 2021

I found this one hiding in the corners of my phone.

Sometimes I get my eyes on them and can catch them before they run

Sometimes they are good

Most times they are not

That’s what practice is

My writing has quickly become one of my most favourite things to do.

I’m taking a bit of a rest from music

So I can sit in this new inviting place

Before the pandemic

My body was burnt out

I played and sang for hours a week with my students. And I loved every minute of that I played and sang on the weekends too at the pubs.

It turns out that 30 hours a week of playing does not a fine body make

My hands ached

My neck was outta whack

I had developed tendinitis in my elbow And my shoulders (rotator cuffs) were pooched

My voice was strong

But everything else was starting to get really tired. My body needed a rest...Bad

So I’m taking that rest

And my body is healing itself

With lots of love. It has wisdom and knowledge and it knows what to do

I’m going to continue to rest and strengthen it until it tells me to jump in again fully....It feels good.....

Thank you to those of you who always show up in lovely ways for me as I stumble around and practice new things.

It does not go unnoticed

I know in my heart I have to

Listen to my body. And before long We will all be back together again

Maybe tucked away in my cozy studio Or At the local pub

I can hear it and I can feel it

And I’m getting so excited

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