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Celestial May 2021
So much magic and mystery in,
only your tiny spark.
what is there to pin?
But that devious shot in the dark.

Already lit it's growing.
So fast and hot,
I wonder what's not showing.
For that's not everything you got.

You may think this a goad,
It's just nothing else fits on this road.
Would it be a fantasy?
To think of a courtesy?

On your way,
I hope your light never fades.
Only to grow by day,
Showing all the shades.
Seeing through to the good. Moving past all the darkness to find it.
Celestial May 2021
So, there is a gap.
No bridge to be seen.
A precipice untapped.
I can see the green.

Ah, the challenge.
forgetting all secrets,
Can you find the hinge?
Never mind, I can see your pockets.

Also green in color.
You won't tell me,
You don't even remember.
Like a honey bee.

I'll take the ominous message.
Not sent by you,
but by the passage.
What a wonderful clue.

Ever closer to the answer.
Hopefully, the gap will close.
I'll see the other side with pleasure.
So you pose.

Questioning what isn't, or is.
Wanting the green again.
Looking it over, deeply knowing the bliss.
Misunderstanding the plain.

Anyways, this side,
isn't so bad.
You can watch the tide.
The blue only lingers a tad.
Celestial May 2021
Taking that stance.
Encountering the stillness,
just before the dance.
Holding on for its caress.

Feeling nothing but tension.
Always up for the suspension,
gathering what's necessary.
Hoping it's not the contrary.

Your next step is near.
So, in this safe space,
gather everything but fear.
There's no room in this case.

Begin again.
With more to gain,
see the paths worth choosing.
There is more than losing.
To the reader a message of renewal.
Celestial Mar 2021
Escaping me these twilight hours,
I fear the dawn will come,
And I will have no rest.

Time usually filled by dreams of power,
Now looking for a crumb,
Feeling like a guest.

The day will now sour,
Unable to numb,
Failing the quest.
Celestial Mar 2021
Something learned from gaining
Then stolen by draining
We then are caught
The lesson taught

No sooner is it achieved
Is it lost and unretrieved
Sought after by one after another
A secret kept from our sisters and brothers

I wonder now where mine,
Will go in time
Hidden I keep it as a treasure.
The longer I can, it will pleasure.

For it is necessary to see
My plans untarnished by the greedy
My goal worth moving toward
Is continuing forward.
Celestial Dec 2020
To you I applaud.
Your eyes will always say more,
Than that you covey with,
Words and gestures recalled.

Thank you for your sypmathy,
And what you can afford with empathy.
What I can't explain,
You hold and wait.

For my words and what comes,
From them.
I'm sorry to fill your plate.
But you say it's ok.

It is not yet full,
And you could never have enough,
Of me!? You forgive my confusion,
You believe in my pull.

I'll still say what a fool.
Don't you see this pool?
I don't see where I'm standing,
Yet you're here with me.

The water is nice,
And I'm so good at,
Pretending to breathe.
Now we've rolled the dice.

Save yourself,
You are what is important.
Fate is not with me and,
I am not boyant.

After my admiration,
Please float away.
To show my weight,
Can't hold you and my obsession.

To sink rather than swim.
I can give you the excuse,
Of currents and lack of strength.
That goes to no length.

Your eyes tell me those,
Are my lies.
So why? When we try,
Do my feet stick.

The tears add to the pool,
And I move in everyway.
The ground swallows my ankles,
Making soft shackles.

I'm so good you believe too,
That I can breathe.
Thank you for listening to my plea.
I watch your eyes,

As they let go.
You now float and the grip,
It weakens then slips.
I'll say goodbye and standby.

I can breathe I say.
It was the best anyone could do.
You can't float, you don't want to.
It's better here, hidden, keep them safe.
My letter to those who have all left.
Celestial Dec 2020
As I am not,
At my core,
Part of this group.

I am the outsider, and reason,
For which it was formed.
I know I will miss,

Small parts and messages.
I can not fully understand.
However, I do.

More than you might think.
What comes with the words,
"I will die for you."

Still you are unbelieving,
Of the fact I would.
So, with this knife must I prove?

Or give it?
For someone else to carry the dead
The ending is the same.
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