Image by Free-Photos from Pixabay I wondered often how it must be, when our time is up and we have to leaveIs it the end when we cease to breathe?What is it like beyond what we see? Does death mean we are set free? What do our stories mean?All the joy, the pain and everything … Continue reading The eyes of the night
I know the air seems heavyAnd it feels like hope is deadI’m not saying it’s your fault, I’m sure as hell not saying it’s all in your head.But I will say thisThat all you see isn’t all there isMaybe today, even for a fleeting momentYou stop in your pathYou drown out the noise, and just … Continue reading Moment.
Is there something you’re waiting for?Perhaps a certain dawn,That would be brighter than before?Is there something you ignore?The soiled soul that you hideThat you pushed away deep insideBut they thrive in the darkness,The shadows that you avoidToo afraid to step close,Lest you’re dragged in againLest you fall down the same dark wellAnd begin to feel … Continue reading Penumbra.
There might come a day,When the skies bleed grayWhen the sun is too tired to shine.. The birds won’t sing,The wind goes still, It'll be the last ever spring.. In that dank moment,What will you do?Will you stay or turn away?Will you share your inner light? Or in those despairing days,Devoid of the sun’s warm … Continue reading Will you?
Tell me more about the world, That you hold within your eyes.. An entire cosmos, of pulsating brilliance. Tell me about your vast darkness, And the stars that radiate it.. Tell me about how they collapse.. And the strengths that conceive them.. I see them waltz in your eyes.. So much mystery in their expanse.. … Continue reading Tell me more.
Walking down that worn out street, ‘Twas a burning summer afternoon. So crowded the lane, filled with joy and pain, Faces I’ll never see again. There in the distance, a giant old tree, Her branches fighting the blistering heat. Lonely as she could be, stood there patiently, Although that battered street was her home, It … Continue reading Solitary.
Image by Myriam Zilles from Pixabay Sometimes you’ve just got to let yourself burst into flames,Let your fire reach high into the skySometimes you’ve just got to let yourself burn,Let your ash be one with the sand. Sometimes you’ve just got to sink deep belowWatch the boats sail away in the darkSometimes you’ve just got … Continue reading Sometimes.
How long must it be Before we open our eyes and begin to see The land that we were gifted, Isn’t quite what it used to be. Down below our hurried steps The earth weeps for our unrest. Emptied of gratitude, our lifeless eyes Filled with deception, brimming with lies How blind are we, not … Continue reading How long?
I hope you don't mind me walking along, just learning my lessons and singing my song I hope you don't mind that I have not much to give, to you oh world, where life does live. I am nothing but a wanderer, one among many. My pockets are empty, not even a penny. I've chosen … Continue reading To the world.