Kenshō

Kenshō Jun 2015

Those November days I ought to know so well;
How they might often pass like a quick breathe,
Amidst you at once, and soon leaving nothing left.

The puddles after storms would emerge standing swamps;
And the cloudy sky would cast a constant haze.
Around, silently, life would go on, for countless days.

My journal would saturate like that of one
A bard weeping who had cried upon
Just a mild tune to cast a moment away.

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#love #sad #depression #hate #dark #gloomy #rain #november #halloween #swamp

Kenshō Jun 2015

Beyond Baggage

I remember what seems now like ages ago,
When teachers and distant relatives would say,
"You can do anything, just believe it and it will be so."

Then if that's the case:

I think I might like to fly over the hills with the sun on my back!
Or be able to wade downward through the ocean, with an infinite air sack.
Better yet, let me travel ten thousand light years away
To visit the worlds of distant bays!

How romantic could we make it?
Role-playing ten thousand ways,
Gods and Goddesses flaunt in play.

Meld like water and shift your display!
You are a magician of being, holding the skies at bay.
Rumble the earth and clouds, scream what you say!
The one and only, now and today.

I believe it was nice meeting but there was something I didn't say.
I must have skipped something and missed what you meant to display.
We passed so fast and were going separate ways..
Not a moment to last, did I even remember your name?

But somehow we were both aspects of the same greater force;
Traveling different paths but on the same ultimate course.
Could we free ourselves of our own baggage and recognize
Our brothers and sisters all as divine messengers of source?

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#love #dream #play #gods #divine #source

Kenshō Jun 2015

Idle Days Upon The Na'an Seliqui

738 days in and it feels like prison;
To cast my will away would be to sign up for life.
Chains strewn throughout,
Held down, but nothing to grasp.
Grasping is the temptation of the Devil;
Twiddling idle minds, like thumbs.

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#lonely #pain #isolation #idle #confinement

Kenshō May 2015

Protection Prayer

The ebony shade had cast a dark distance;
The depth of night would swallow echos whole,
Leaving no trail and no solemn mark.

But, a million delusions would rampant rage,
Ripping and tearing at an illusory cage.
One fine mark, between light and dark..

Clarity would tease its way through the shaded groves
And the branches would create a labyrinth,
Showing the light where to go.

To my heart and the center of the circle.
Where, on the hill, the sun rises purple.
And the lonely chant drifts off like smoke..

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#night #smoke #vision #sunrise #psychedelic #enlighten #shaman

Kenshō May 2015

Melting Snow

On winter's last day's length
When the leaves display like drooping curtains
Washing away the white rain for a season to pass

The calm softness would wrap me as it would melt the last
Waiting for the next season of life; Rainbow flowers and grass.

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#summer #winter #flower #spring #seasons #season

Kenshō May 2015

Note from the Satchel

How could I begin to convey my rage
Reaching pain's infinity in a single day..

Stable and stern, I watch with a downcast, I admit.
They are marching forever; follow the one in front..

Who is to say what is on the mind
Of a blind rover?

Or what winds are cast upon the back
Of a grand avian?

Let me pass without a second glance.

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Kenshō May 2015

A Passing Moment

T'was on the last day's length
When the Doom Guard made his final pass.

Across the span, his spirit would loom,
Trailing behind fog and forward inspiring doom.

Lead to the Blackened Land they surely were,
Showed astray and cast into a dying blur.

And today not a thing still stands,
Only black crystals glisten across the shaded barren sands.

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#death #end #time #doom #apocolypse