The idea
Of seeing something new
Too many
Is going to a zoo

Those animals
They never see anything new
Except maybe you

If you could generate,
All the energy that you absorb,
Is it not but then worth more?

I traverse the dark
To the window
Where the walls part

Checking to see
If theres light
Bouncing off the trees
From the place where walls part
In my cave of art

A light I not see
But the dark
Got the best of me
My balance I lost
And into the window i did fall

My face up against the glass
Trying to avoid
Falling on my ***
All I can do is laugh

The days of little sun
Are the days we are forced
To find light elsewhere

It makes me sad
Sometimes drives me mad
Should I be glad?
I guess it is not so bad
To know
Love I have never had

The life it give
The life it took
From all beginnings
The Earth been shook
When one answers
With a book

Void of poison
Inside is where
We look

Those little hearts that glow red
After each wonderful poem I have read
I know they mean the world to you
Because they mean the world to me, too

Find me a place
To sit in the sun

Look to me then

With the world
I am one

The only thing
One ever truly owns
Is ones body

For warmth we hunger
As winter rolls like thunder

Find me a place
Where all things the same
I'll feel sorry
For to the place I came

The life I once had
Had to have left me
With a sense of sad

I do not remember
But at one time did
Probably when I
Was still a kid

A childs brain
Seeming so
Void of pain

The life they recall
And usually
Remembering
Their fall

For twenty years now
I have been asleep
Lost in a nightmare
Wanting to leap

I am awake
I am alive

Time now to bring
Happiness with me
And leave behind
Such pain that stings

To the next life
I dare not
Bring strife

Even in an age
Of everything new
We are still human
Regardless of what we do

Open

Let it free
Let it go
Let it be

Always understand
It's all infinity

I am at peace today
There is not a thing
That stands in my way

The fact that there is an is, is what really is.

Remember,
That time when you were young,
Staring at the sun?

With your eyes closed of course!
I know you weren't that dumb.

I do it often now,
It's still lots of fun!

Try it!
It's like a song to be sung.

I know not of the thing I seek
Does that make me weak?

What goes down
Must come up
?

The things you do
What they do
For whom they do
From where did it come?
If the answer is anything less then your soul
You know not how to be whole

I am blinded by poetry
I know you feel its energy

The things that I let bother me
Are things simple and petty
Like a girl
And how little they make sense to me

Alone
Is where I be

Happily
Until I find the one

Alone
With I wish to be

Infinitely
For all eternity

A summers day
But cold and grey
Like its fall
But it is not at all

I

Am a wolf

That is all
I
can be

All
I
choose to be

I
Is right
For me