A hush of hundred wings
Flocks of geese rise in unison to the blue
Onward to faraway lands of their home
Spring beckons, to a world of bloom anew
Sky ward they rise and turn with the bend of the river
Wet reeds nod and whisper a farewell song
The morning breeze sees them off with a passionate shiver
They would perhaps return again in the hue of winter
Or perhaps, never, ever.
what ever comes in Spirit to bring Life into your me
embrace it with the same respect it's given unto thee
accept that which is feral but remember what is True
forget the words this world is always pouring over you
one single contradiction can be magnified to death
to take away the peace you're granted every single breath
be quiet when you listen and be humbled when you speak
be shaken by the presence of each Word that makes you weak
and feel your broken bones as they are perfectly remade
"you're here because I'm not," He said, "I need you here today."
John 14:3-4 NKJV
Time has passed—painful, long years—
My words have ceased to flow,
And I am drowned by all these tears,
since you left long ago.
This river—my own torture— flowed passionately in and out.
Rains of my own sentiments poured into a hollow beach.
Helpless cries of restless doubts.
It was you they failed to reach.
Finally, after everything I had seen
—Red skies and starless nights—
I became aware of what it means
Having you once again on my sight.
I found you in the shadows of the moon—the brightest of all stars—
And now that you returned, I can heal the stitching of love’s scars.
Give me cash back,
So that when the banks fail,
I'll have something to paper my goddamn walls with!
And oh Georgie,
You look so nice,
Pressed up against my ass.
These are the thoughts,
Of a man with too many coins,
Jingle janglin' around,
In his pocket oh again.
A wallet full of cash,
But no online presence.
At least that's what I told Wells Fargo.
versailles has been waiting for your return
this time you will be reborn
out of bitter tears and infant screams
you have been baptised
and now the light of apollo will be in your eyes
the squinting girl will return
but now you are a lion-heart boy
and the twelve years that have passed for them
is twelve hundred for you!
versailles has been waiting
and you will go back
I spent a long lonely year exactly where I wanted to be,
I'm not sure where, but It was out upon a cold black sea,
I let my emotions run so far I thought they would fall of the earth,
but to my intrigue they didn't, and I was able to continue my search.
How far I traveled I have no idea, how long I was a away I'll never know,
But on my vessel I found a friend, he could be famous now in a sideshow.
I don't remember how I got back...I don't remember if I got back,
but something inside me changed, my heart's now a lighter shade of black.
But know its time, time to return, because I cannot lie to myself anymore,
I spent many days looking at my old home even if it was just a distant star.
I tried to limit myself from moving about.
The more places I moved the more darkness I spread..
But I also noticed, the longer I stood in one area.
The darker it became.
I was a misunderstood shadow..
In a world made entirely of light...
I need to get back home..
I returned to the place I was before. It was easy to find as I tracked my dark steps back to the light door I came through. Seemed every dark step was being analized by a light being. All of them had an object I remember seeing right before I came here. It was the same objects I saw the three figures take into the light door right before I went through. The object then seem to absorb my dark step returning it back to its light state. It soon got to a point where the light beings were following me with these dark absorbing objects. I was like a moving car leaking oil. I know soon that I will be found. I then heard thunder above. A glowing light blue rain fell from the light clouds. The raindrops that fell on me became dark drops as they ran along the light road. My darkness was spreading! I need to get to cover!