Eyes to the skies and mantra repeating
this is the time that I see it all clear
hands on the grass heart steady beating
hardly believing the days led to here
the moon slowly croons head in her keeping
this is the air that I presently breathe
I realize now that I've always been sleeping
nature content in it's beauty to wreathe  
light of the night disturbing my slumber
in a way only magic of the eve really can
seeing the world in deep shades of umber
I live in the present in love with the land

The strong scent of the old gods still lingers here
they were many in the forests and the rivers clear
their spirits once held power we could not contain
now they're hardly more than shadows in mans domain
we conquered every corner in hopes we would thrive
though you see, without the wilds we can hardly survive

If your heart devoid of dogmas rests upon your will alone
yours is life it stands to reason yet you're more than bones
if your soul holds all the answers seek no master let them go
yours is love and human longing so spirit you shall know
if your mind is set on helping it matters not what you believe
yours are hands with aim behind them allow them to achieve
and if your body holds the wisdom do not see yourself as vexed
yours is sleep in need of dreaming, dream this world before the next

Three days, they
surrounded with weeping eyes
and sorrowful hearts
acting, as if
they empathize

  Three days...three days,
full with concerned phone calls,
condolences cards and
encouraging words,
"stay strong," they said,
"they're in a better place" and,
"you have an angel in Heaven now"

who cares...

I'd
rather them here
with me, thoughts ran through
my head

Three days...three days...three days  

of sharing memories
and  
promises of
'gone but never forgotten'

...then ****
like...
houdini's magic,
everyone was gone and
life went on

from my
point of view
I'm the only one  
missing you

I  
dare  
they  
be
joyous

amidst, my hell on earth
  
I  
watched
through eyes  
that cried endless tears
day and night and what seemed  
like in between
while they...
lived
laughed
and  
loved

No one
can truly understand
until someone soul-deep in their heart dies
and rips their life apart
  
I realize this, cause
I didn't, until...
I
lived  
it.

rain…

rain
down on me
saturate built-up walls of
over-guardedness so they may crumble  
and set free who I used
to be

and then…  

I’ll  
stand tall  
as before and partake in
love’s offerings  

I beg you

rain…

rain  
down on me
r u s h over me
let  
each  
drip drop  
lot
sink soul-deep    
swish -swash away painful stains  
that’s taken up residence and evict residue of dissolved dreams that scream…
“you've failed to make us come true”
brighten  
up my blues
teach me to sing songs of better days  
even…
in the midst of life’s worse  
storms  
so…
every morning
I’ll rise with the energy of
'It’s great being me' coursing through  
my veins
let  
the fresh scent  
of after-shower inspire belief
all I’ve gone through
wisdom is my  
gain

rain...

rain

rain
down  
on
me

Realign my spine with beauty
truly break apart my walls
fall in love with my unruly
stance about the world all
drink in these, my lonely patterns
and scatter light as if by will
so things we made might carry after
lest you forget, to love me still

why do atoms look like galaxies
why do all shapes repeat
why do straight lines carry things
do infinities ends truly meet
what if there are no beginnings
what if the spiral is known
what if the edge of our something
is just meeting itself all alone
where are the wakeful dreamers
where will their questions fall
is this universe boundless
or simply a beautiful wall

There is a stillness here
though I would not say it's calm
there are only quiet things
and the beating of my heart
tiny little changes
and the turning of the clock
monochrome dreaming
and the repeating of routine
there is a stillness here
though it's not the kind I dreamt