Head, Heart, Life

Crowned in beauty,
Built with great wisdom and power.
Made through a deep, long process;
To top it off,
The first sign of light.

The central point of focus;
The connective source of all processes.
All good and bad things
Find a channel of passage.
All becomes one because peace was found.

The beauty in the mess;
The joy in the pain;
The tranquillity through the storm.
Al comes together;
Becoming one.
No form of obstacle, tried and true
Makes a life dull.
For through it all,
The mind and heart enveloped in life
Have come to be together, in tune.

– JET STARZ Copyright 2020

Clutter

Mesmerized by the quality
In the quantities
Of things to be done;
Clouded by the gap that
Takes no time to become crowded.
No time to waste;
But always keeping a steady pace.


Life has its ways of teaching
Gracious lessons simultaneously
Meticulously;
To be noted,
Less fail, and try again,
Becomes our fate.

And, in all the clutter of it all,
There comes a time
For faith to be mastered,
To take a break.
Clear the mind;
Be free and in tune with life.
For if at this,
One may fail;
Beware,
For in time,
The body will go pale.

-JET STARZ Copyright 2020

Fall Deep

When the moments in time come rushing in on you

And you barely find the time to think it through;

When the chaos comes in a package mixed with

Beauty and peace

Yet you can’t seem to be sure which is which.

The deepest of needs seem to be next to nothing.

You wonder why, no tears left to cry.

The smiles and laughter seem to be temporary masks

To cover the dullness of it all.

The burdens have pushed you so deep.

Almost falling on your face.

Turn over.

Look up.

It doesn’t matter how deep you’ve fallen down.

Trust yourself to get back up;

To rise again.

– JET Starz Copyright 2020

Free My Mind

From all the growing changes.
From all the aches of the past.
From all the joys and scares of now.
From all the hopes of a greater and fulfilling tomorrow.

Call me back to here and now;
In preparation for forever and always.
Show me.
Help in making a reality we need right now.
For tomorrow.

Breathe a fresh breath.
Speak a new word.
To clear my mind
From its growing rivers of words.
I wonder if tomorrow will find me peaceful
And more at ease.
My mind calls for help.
The chaotic thoughts of the past beg to come back home.
But this “home” has been reclaimed…
It calls to freedom to move on;
Into a greater tomorrow.

-JET Starz Copyright 2019