Tea At The Market

At the market he met a girl with raven hair They talked all day like they knew each other for years You could smell the toasted spices in the tea house Rose hips and lavender, the merchant brought the tea out Saffron curry swirl the wind made the trees bow The bees clocked out the queen sleeps in the beehouse He said you're always reading how do you inspire yourself? She said with intent the universe conspires to help She said knowledge begets begets knowledge and power is power But without mixing both then the power devours If you use the metaphors of war you feed war The best weapon is alchemy that's what your mind's for The essence of a demon? unprocessed grief It actuates as attack, mistaken for relief The frankincense burned, the ash slept in the window sill Ambition like a whale but actions are minnow still At peace with yourself, hell, every freaking day I have to ask myself will this day be the last day I lie in the sun? Do you understand the angles of metamorphosis? There's more to linear time other cycles exist Have you ever seen a butterfly turn into a caterpillar? Are you a human or a planet killer? He contemplated the question and self transformation The art of shapeshifting and cell manipulation A hero with a 1000 faces a villain with a million He learned to forgive em all and reality melted A pixel in a mosaic, a puzzle piece in a collage Words are things, your thoughts are your entourage Psychic surgery, cut the ego pass the blade Cut the mask away bring the light to the shade She said feel what you felt every time you were betrayed The fear frayed away, I no longer felt afraid She said fast for 3 days and swallow the wrath Then take a left at the forest, that's Paulo's Path