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Selected Poems of Steven Curtis Lance

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Oct 29, 2008, 10:50 pm


Paradise

When I hold you I can hear your body sing
So I give you myself as my offering
And hope and trust that I will be enough for
You since it is you yourself which you give me
Nothing less than everything no less no more
Than the real meaning of that word "reality"

The only thing I know about things like this
Is I love how you drive me mad with your hair
How you blast me off into space with your kiss
To search the night between the stars and find you there

Born once although I want to be born twice
I want to go back where I came from within
The universe of you beyond pain and sin
Where I make love to Eve in paradise

Woman oh woman oh sister of my soul
Take me break me make me the mirror of you
Defeat me complete me in shared victory
I need you since only you can make me whole
You it is inspires me to do what I do
Woman sweet woman sweet sister of my soul

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 28, 2008, 11:54 pm


Like Birds

I am dreaming about you my faraway friend
Can you feel me?
The only cure for loneliness comes at the end
Can you heal me?

If only you would
I know how you could
And yet
We remain unknown
Both of us alone
With only
Regret
Too lonely
For words
Like birds
Of a feather
Not together

I am singing about you my faraway friend
Can you hear me?
The only cure for loneliness comes at the end
With you near me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 26, 2008, 7:43 pm


To Journey Mindfully

for Kyle Gaulke

You might as well be headless as be heedless
For all the good a heedless head could do
Unseemly haste scorns mindfulness as needless
But heedlessness would have you hasten to
No-one-knows-where including heedlessness

A heedless head forgets it ever knew
And this is how you know when you get there
Where getting ahead is getting behind
Ahead of your body out of your mind
And no-one-knows-where can be anywhere
Except the place you are supposed to be

A heedless head could be the death of you
As it has nearly been the death of me
But whatever happens to us passing through
This passage in which we find ourselves now
The passing through makes us better somehow
If we embrace the passage after all

The mindful pass the place the heedless fall
Reminded as they pass to journey mindfully

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 24, 2008, 9:36 pm


Throughout the Velvet Universe

Throughout the velvet universe tonight
Infinite alien worlds wink awake
Multifoliate stars bloom cold and bright
And if by accident not by mistake

Or maybe this is all inside of me
What is outside might be just what is in
This simulacrum of reality
Might only be what I have mistaken
For something unapproachable and high
When it was just the I and not the sky

Since I am unable to leave my head
To see what is unshadowed by the skull
I will live this life like a dream instead
Where bright stars bloom so nights are never dull
And tomorrow never comes anyway
Where moons on oceans and emotions pull
But never pull away and so I stay
My half empty glass soon to be half full

And if by accident not by mistake
Multifoliate stars bloom cold and bright
Infinite alien worlds wink awake
Throughout the velvet universe tonight

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 21, 2008, 6:06 pm


Somebody

That I mean something to someone
Means everything to me
But for me to mean something to
A person such as you
Makes it a joy to live to see
My moment in the sun
And see it before I am dead

If it goes to my head
It only goes as champagne does
Or the ganja I toke
But it keeps me humble because
Before my life goes up in smoke
I am able to be
Someone to someone: somebody

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 21, 2008, 6:14 am


How it Hurts to Heal

My body is broken and yet I breathe
The pain reminds me how it hurts to heal
My mind is shattered and yet I believe
In what I lived and learned which I bequeath
To you in love now that you might receive
Me at my uttermost as we reveal
The brokenness which makes us who we are
(Shyly at first because it hurts so much)

I would be healed if you could be with me
Our healing comes through fitting from afar
Our jagged edges trembling at the touch
Each of the other to combine to be
The spark which gives birth to a double star
Where nothing lasts except eternity

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 19, 2008, 6:55 am


Be

I want my love to be the means of grace
By which you are gifted to spark a smile

I want to be the one to see your face
When you come to see life not as a trial
But a process of joy in journeying

I want my love to be what you embrace
When you realize you are not alone
And then I would hope you could embrace me

I want to love you more than anything
You have ever seen or have ever known

Eight limbs like branches entwine into one
Root into now: the one eternity

Which unlike time may not be measured nor
Anticipated cannot be planned for
Because the only thing now does is be

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 16, 2008, 9:58 pm


Just a Little Dream Away

for Franziska

I dream of you at night
(Of course) but also during the day
And though far from my sight
You are just a little dream away

Wherever you go here you remain
Tucked snug inside my heart
To spark my dreams again and again
Together though apart

And when you come to me
To comfort me in my loneliness
You are reality
The flesh of my dreams and nothing less
Than all of everything
The dream and the song the dreamers sing

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 14, 2008, 11:26 pm


Platinum Diamonds on Black Velvet Sky

for Franziska

My chosen one we have begun at last
As we have begun enjoying as one
Living love here between future and past
Two sudden starbursts to flash through the now
Platinum diamonds on black velvet sky
As farflung as forever might allow

I am free when I am embraced by you
To ride time and space like waves of the sea
With space for time as much to be as do
I know we have always been together
Golden goddess eastern promise of sun
Just as we are neither when nor whether

My chosen one we have begun somehow
And what has begun (may it never end)
Insists I be with you no matter what
As chosen one as lover as best friend
The other half of me which time forgot
Now rediscovered to be timelessly
Aswirl in the whirlpool of destiny

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 11, 2008, 2:45 am


When I Awaken

for Franziska

The pain in my side when I awaken
At first surprising then remembered for
The rib by which my lover was taken
The missing part of me which makes me more
Asks if pain and pleasure are mistaken
For each other in my sojourning here
Or if they are in fact one and the same
If the always far is the always near
And if Franziska might just be her name

My heart is broken but my soul can fly
And soar on love over above it all
My broken wings bandaged embrace the sky
To rise again the autumn of my fall
Where lost paradise beckons to believe
At last I am ready to love again
To share with Franziska pleasure and pain
To be with her as Adam to her Eve
With love at my side when I awaken

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 8, 2008, 4:00 pm


At Present

The past does not exist and memory
Is reconstructive as we come to see
That what is supposed to come never does
When how it should be should be how it was
And how it could be would be just because
The past does not exist but memory
Reconstructs how it was supposedly

I see the future but choose to believe
It must not exist and my eyes deceive
My mind into thinking of what is not
Of what might have happened that I forgot
Because it simply has not happened yet

So I will just stay where I am right now
At present in the best place to forget
To remember if I remembered how
If to remember reconstructively
And if you remember I hope that you
Remember too because I know I do
Though it be only how it was for me

We can only remember how it seems
But what are memories if not our dreams?

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 6, 2008, 8:07 am


Pink Pets and Pills

That distinctive Pink Pet eraser smell
The flag halfway down when Kennedy died
That instinctive rush at the final bell
When insiders finally got outside
To find the world spun out of our control
A sense of unease and not feeling well
But going through the motions anyway
While asking hard questions about the soul:
If ours could speak what should it have to say
Of life thought as heaven but felt as hell?

I grew up under duck-and-cover drills
And the influence of Ritalin pills

I suppose it was propaganda when
They taught us as they did tendentiously
I felt it if did not quite know it then
And it sounded good about being free
But there is no national holiday
For me then or now here or anywhere
And if God knows I wonder does he care
Or even if there could be somebody
Who might prefer not that I leave but stay
And if I do I wish I knew how to

Here at the threshold of my age I wait
To approach the moment I meet my fate

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 2, 2008, 11:15 pm


Fall

Looking up into this green of these trees
And watching green turn red and yellow now
I am happy to be on days like these
No matter why and no matter why not

And I will do what I have to somehow
To remember all those things I forgot
From a long time ago I ought to know
But I always thought I knew better then

I will remember them all someday when
The time is right for looking back ahead
Watching green turn red and yellow then dead
Like things I know from a long time ago
Watching dead turn yellow and red then green
Those who have fallen will know what I mean

Fall is the motion of dying season
But is only spring in another light
The heartbeat of life itself the reason
Birth and death dance: to keep the balance right

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Oct 1, 2008, 5:33 am


A Lot Like Being Born

Death seems a lot like being born to me
To stand on this side of the veil withdrawn
From the birth canal of mortality
By the banks of dusk to embrace the dawn
Of what an unknown day might hold in store
Or an unknown night like this only more

Either way it seems a passage through pain
When we leave or stay as we come and go
After it happens no one can explain
The second time and the first time we know
What all of us do twice each in our way
At dusk as at dawn as night follows day

I stand on this side of the veil withdrawn
From the birth canal of mortality
By the banks of dusk I embrace the dawn
Of what an unknown day might hold in store
On an unknown night like this even more
Death seems a lot like being born to me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 29, 2008, 10:44 pm


E is for Empathy

Empathy is something I believe in:
Nothing feels better than to receive in
Giving by living mindfully in touch
The love we need to give and take so much

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 25, 2008, 10:39 pm


The Other

Struggling with my sanity I have to wait
Distracted by these deep waters below me
For the outcome of an internal debate
As to might I know God or might God know me

Yet cannot help but perceive and yes believe
That there is something other in the dark there
And the other is none other than me where
The line disappears between give and receive

Because this is the highway nobody knows
This byway I travel wherever it goes
Into the unknown and always alone except
For the other who knows where the secrets are kept

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 23, 2008, 11:09 pm


To the One I Love

No one has ever understood me but
For you the exception no matter what
Which proves the rule that I would be a fool
Not to love you all these years as I do

All I ever wanted I find in you
But where do I find you when you are gone
When you are as far away as a star
And not our eastern visitor at dawn?

I feel inside of me and there you are
As enigmatic as ever and yet
No one has ever understood me but
For you the exception no matter what

Which proves the rule if only by regret
Our eastern visitor knows what I mean
Who visits me here in my loneliness
Departing westward with what might have been

And a sunset here is a sunrise there
Tomorrow is already yesterday
But now is the sunrise of everywhere
What you give me no one can take away

So I give you myself and nothing less
You have already done the same for me
And would a thousand times just as I would
If not this then what is reality?

I feel the real in you and it feels good

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 22, 2008, 5:09 pm



These Steps of My Own

My eyes are still good enough I can see
That the lotus unfolds if not for me
Then some other brother of history
And if it unfolds for him then it must
For me before it enfolds me in dust
To embrace the ultimate mystery

There are things I feel like I need to know
Like the holiness of humility
And how meaning is found in mindfulness
Forgetting goes fast as learning comes slow
And it all comes out in the wash I guess
But I want to be within deity
I would like to go with God as I go
Keep my eyes open and see what I see

Religion has disappointed my heart
I like what it says but not what it does
It seems to have forgotten about God
And if I were part of something which part?
An uneven part left out with the odd
Yet I am still out here waiting around
As disappointed as all of us are

But I tread a path wise wanderers trod
Whose steps combine to make this holy ground
With these steps of my own beneath this star
As far away now as it ever was

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 18, 2008, 1:27 am


Like Living Until

How I will die and if it will mean much
That I once lived or at least what once seemed
Like living until the curtain was torn
Need not apply since life has still been such
A lot more than I had hoped or had dreamed

If only the hopes of a martyr born
To live the nightmares about which they warn
Of genius as of insanity too
A couple of shady characters those
With both of them no telling what to do
The thorn as remarkable as the rose
And in the event the two are the same
The heavens part with only God to blame
For a dance with fate which neither one chose

But now the heavens want to part with me
And veil the veil withdrawn again in shame
So I am glad to share the earth with you
A lot more than I had hoped or had dreamed
Like living until the curtain was torn

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 17, 2008, 12:27 am


One Bright Star

God: what does it mean and how can it be
That when I hear your voice you sound like me?

This cause has had the effect that I find
Myself remapping the map of my mind
Where you have been misunderstood so long
Your words confused and my syllables wrong

But when you sound like me how can I know?

If not today then maybe tomorrow
When I remember who you really are

You are me as I am you: one bright star

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 14, 2008, 1:22 am


Not for Me

If a link in the chain should break may it not be me

Not for me the disappointment of the family
Not for me to be the one on whom the house must fall

I am the embodiment of my family now
Because I am all that is left of it after all
And there is a limit to what my time will allow
Although I have very seldom felt limited to
Anything except myself no matter what I do

Whatever I do now has to be both for the chain
And for contemplation of "to thine own self be true"

If I lose hope now I may never find it again

Mindful of it all as I am mindful of how small
My life is knowing this is the only life I know
As short as it is and as difficult as it was

While still small and short it is better lived mindfully
Which is not to analyze but simply see the cause
Of the effect and to reject the heedlessness of
Hurrying this small short span without seeing how love
Forged these links of family and adds them as we grow

Not for me the disappointment of the family
Not for me to be the one on whom the house must fall

If a link in the chain should break may it not be me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 10, 2008, 3:50 pm


See

Some say we have a third eye by which we
May see the things we may not see because
We are looking less for mind than matter
Which would not matter if we could not mind
Two for the former one for the latter
Which eyes though without seeking always find
Matter over mind to fit and flatter
Addressing less before and more behind
Finding that behind has gotten fatter

Some are still searching for a promised land
As if it could be found if it could be
And though I too have searched I understand
That my promised land is inside of me
As it has always been yet never was
It is only present in the present
And not in what the doer did but does
Matters of mind are not always pleasant
But my third eye is open as my hand

Open your eyes and tell me what you see
With two eyes I am blind but not with three

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 5, 2008, 1:39 am


In the House of the Dead

My only limitations are the ones I place
As impediments myself artificially
In an arbitrary contravention of grace

I know no one can limit me except for me
The soul which sees through these eyes animates this face
Only as effectively as I dare to be

I care enough to dare to be effective when
I live to die a blooming fruiting seeding flower
And anyone like me who doubts should see me then

Unfettered by convention I rise past my hour
When those with faith no more have crucified themselves
To join their ancestors on mausoleum shelves

In the house of the dead I lift my left hand
Turning ever eastward and returning still
Not needing nor expecting to understand

I expect if I need to understand I will

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Sep 1, 2008, 6:05 pm


Someday When You Remember

goodbye and hello

I remember you from before we met
Near November across from April or
December on a distant shore and yet

Both future and past form connections here
Where here can only be descibed as now
Which cannot be described while happening

But not knowing why at least I know how
Two parted make one part of everything
A sum of which one part might be regret

I might see you again some other year
Older and wiser or else maybe not
But one thing we do not do is forget

And if out of pride we say we forgot
Then you will know to come back when you go
To warm the here of now till it gets hot

When you are ready then we both will know
That we were well worth waiting for daresay
Remember me then when you go away

Because you might not see me anymore
But in the gallery of memory
I hope you find what you were looking for

Someday when you remember it was me

+Steven Curtis Lance



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Aug 31, 2008, 8:49 am


Parallel

for my friend Tiffany Bridgman

We are alone but alone together
Suns of our parallel solar systems
Seeing each other as though through a glass
But seeing each other nevertheless
Regarding each other respectfully
Where wariness is taken for respect
Since nobody ever knew what that meant

We are alone but we wonder whether
While our flowers fade as we clutch their stems
And stand on parallel peaks with a pass
Between us we have learned is bottomless
To reach across this space of you and me
Where we are not suns but only reflect
As moons do a light both borrowed and lent

+Steven Curtis Lance



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