The threshold of the heart is worn, A path where many feet have pressed, And in the quiet, shadowed morn, The spirit seeks a final rest. To love is to invite the blade, To bare the pulse against the steel, And I have watched the colors fade From every wound I’ve had to feel. I cannot walk the burni...Read more

Dee Beals
"Hello, everyone! I go by Dee and I wanted to share a little bit about something that has been a quiet constant and a vibrant force in my life: poetry.
The wind here knows the sound of my name, A song of the valley, an ancient refrain. Where the river winds through the basalt and gold, I walk on the stories that never grow old. A Cherokee spirit in high desert air, The strength of the Seven is woven in there. From the Blue Ridge peaks to the sagebr...Read more
The mirror holds a silent face, a map of years and lines, Searching for the hidden spark, the light that still remains. The world is loud with many voices, casting shadows on the soul, Leaving questions in the quiet, demanding to be whole. Is the heart a worthy vessel for the dreams it tries to keep...Read more
We walk through rooms with narrow, crowded halls and lean our weight against the weathered walls, while dreaming of a wider, softer space where kindness finally finds a resting place. The heart is a house where the tenants don't match, where anger sits guarding the lock and the latch, and right in t...Read more
The heart is a house where the tenants don’t match, Where anger sits guarding the lock and the latch; It’s a hot, sudden fever, a fist in the chest, The fire that burns when we’re put to the test. And right in the hallway, the sadness settles deep, A slow-moving river that never quite sleeps, The s...Read more
I know you’re tired of the lonely nights, And the heavy weight of his wrongs, Watching the shadows of old fights, Where you never truly belonged. The echo of voices that tore you down, Still lingers like dust in the air, But I’m here to hand you a different crown, And prove that I’ll always be there...Read more
The room is still, the air is sweet, Tracing the echoes of the heat, A lingering pulse, a steady hum, From the mountain we have climbed and won. It wasn’t just the rush or fire, Or the height of our desire, But the way the world completely ceased Until our spirits were released. Every touch was li...Read more
The world outside can fade away, Beyond the edges of the day, Into a space where pulse and heat Are the only rhythms left to beat. A steady climb, a rhythmic grace, Finding home within your space, Locked in a gaze that’s burning bright, The only compass in the night. It’s in the strength, the solid ...Read more
The curtains draw a heavy line, Where velvet shadows and light entwine, A crimson wash across the floor, As the world outside locks every door. The hum of the city begins to fade, Lost in the glow of the amber shade, A low-lit rhythm, a steady beat, Rising up from the summer heat. It’s in the way ...Read more
Beyond the rush, the heavy breath, A rhythm found in life and death, A pull that starts within the soul Until the fragments feel like whole. It isn’t just the touch of skin, But where the spirit enters in, A silent language, soft and deep, A promise that the senses keep. It’s in the way the shadow...Read more
lThe world is on mute and the lights are down low, I’m finding the rhythm, I’m letting it go. I’ve shaken the static, I’ve cleared out the air, Leaving the weight of the world over there. No twisting my troubles, no tangled-up mind, Just a soul-deep vibration that’s one of a kind. I’m moving like fi...Read more
No twisting up my troubles, no more tangled lines, I’m leaving behind the shadows and the signs. I keep my spirit level and my energy clear, There’s no room for the static or the old-fashioned fear. I’m airing out the rhythm, letting light fill the room, Watching the peace of my own garden bloom. ...Read more
This track is all about choosing your own growth and rejecting anything that drains your "spark". Here’s a poem inspired by the song’s message: I’m guarding the gates of the life I have built, Releasing the weight and releasing the guilt. The past tries to call, but I don’t pick up the phone, I’m fi...Read more
You watch the light from far away, With nothing honest left to say. You see the shine but miss the spark, While casting shadows in the dark. I do not move for fake applause, Or bend my life to fit your laws. The truth I live is mine to keep, While others' promises fall deep. I'm moving mountains, st...Read more
I let go of the worries that pull at my sleeve, In the space of this moment, I finally breathe. My mind is a lake, undisturbed and so still, Surrendering doubt to the strength of my will. I release every fear like a bird to the sky, Watching the shadows of yesterday fly. With a heart that is open ...Read more