Black Coffee Green Tea

Be young, be wild
go forth, make trouble
bring about the turning of the world
in a minute's time. laugh at the light
springing through the coated trees
sway with the wind and hum to its tune
whisper to the running water
as it rushes past the crooks of your knees
ask hard questions, say yes to impossible
the great and uncertain, the vast and the terrible
flashing its teeth bidding you come closer
like a wolf in some grandmother's cloak.
slay the awful beast who stands in your path
where milk and  honey trenches pour out themselves
to every river and stream
golden and bone white, beckoning just out reach.

keep the simple, simple.
don't let clear water get muddled.
dig a new well and let fresh life spring up from old ground
till the land and let the smell of fresh earth
get into your soul. Roll in the dirt and kick up the leaves.
If your gut says go, go while you can
Trust not in fear, heed not in man.
Speak little, say much, and don't waste your breath
apologizing for your existence.
The world is a jealous, bone-crushing,
breathtaking place. Beautiful and bewitching,
miserable and fearsome, take deep breaths
open your eyes wide, and walk on the water
where feet have never dared tread.
Be forever all the things that you treasured in your heart
And protect it with your life, that mad innocence
That colorful world of every hue
and let pain make the colors evermore brilliant
Like jewels scattered and sparkling in the noon day sun.
Like fireworks in the midnight sky.

And if you ever ask of yourself
whether you really, truly can
let possibility grow in your belly
let it stir up great hunger
and as the whisper turns to howl
like a fierce and mighty wind
chant the yes within you
and let it burst forth like explosions of life
from the immeasurable depths of your soul
never being corked or capped again.
It is stitched into the fibers of your being
large, capital letters with adamant punctuation
YES, by God, Y-E-S!