The space of weightlessness
reveal the forgotten
just as a thought fails
flung out into the ether
to echo mute
a thought still dreaming
in the comfort of a bird
delivers borrowed vinged escape
in the land of forgetfulness you catch
with the net
your own frightened flight.
Eons of missing from a beam’s loss of its star
a perfect wish to meet again
The insight shone like a sapstain laser through lost hope
that the illusion gave
Love was proudly returned to the heart’s origins
saddened by empty meetings that nothing gave.
So the soul longs home
to the mountains telling
where spirits whisper in the housing of mist
and those who listen
awaken to forgotten hearts again.
Feed me in your maturity
not ever doubt the grace
dense as the root it starts to speak of truth
the very self belives
different shapes are seen
in the eye of growing earth.
Everything you hide from yourself
is a lost power that could be used.
A moment away from a turn
on a page’s stubborn question
requires answers
the hardest thing that caused a trauma to reveal
wakes up for a day
when the day falls like rays
tickles a thought
letting it slowly be to dawn
once I sing with ease a song
that was written
and of silence given.
In lonely reflection
I find the core of depth
it was true
in the surface barrier
was real identity’s confession
The north wind did not manage to wipe away the sin from the tormented body
tried desperately to dress the naked, ruthless wind penetrated the marrow
in a shout of chills
hands trembling like leaky branches
the cramp was thrown back into a dark room
in a childhood friend described
the pale blue cold whispers stubbornly
sucking the power out of whining body
to pass
to recreate
a virtue buried
It was you and your intrusion that created the image
firmly etched shape of an icicle
Yes, scream the chorus in fierce heart’s struggle
It was the rebel in an infrastructure that took the sharpened pen
similar to a historical form
in a war that began
and never ended.
Just a moment away
do I want to exist
in one of the vicinity
let that lost sea of love
rinse over the beauty that you gave
the power of the earth is the soul that sweeps in
the spirit of a body
which creates the aspect of a day
where the light of the night
guides the sun’s first kiss.
Love is protected
at the same moment as the will of the ego
to become one
to consolidate
creates bridges between
the barrier of twosomeness.
