The wind moves coldly among the season beaten leaves
Lives flourish and despair in front of me
Cracked and sullen memories flood my mind,
I look to the horizon and see the burning indigo sunset
Gliding unto emerald grass,
I see a reflection of myself leaking out of suppressed thoughts
I see a lake full of sapphire stones, I stare at the illuminating stream
I jump and dive into the crystal waters, the thoughts wash away
And are replaced with all the beautiful things of this world
The beauty grasps at me and covers the dark and hollow parts of my mind that have troubled me all my life,
Clear blue waters as blue as lapis lazuli bouncing before my being
I feel complete and whole as I leave the warm water
Water droplets trickling between my fingers,
The thick air of melancholy is gone and I feel light and swift-footed
I make my way towards the already settled sun and now the sky is littered with starlight,
Its rosy lights captivate me and I sigh and run towards the everlasting joy awaiting me
The stars cry their approval and I fly again once more

My feet are tired and sore,
from a journey of a day or two.
Strolling from settlement to settlement,
I reach a river gleaming with beams of light.
I sit and stretch my legs wide and long,
Wiggling the toes on my feet.
The river never ceases in its motion,
The life that I call my own has always been a motionless thing.
Seeming to stop and stagnate unlike the river before me,
A river teeming with bounty.
Perhaps my life could be this way,
Full of energy and beauty.
Such a life is worth living,
A life full of opportunity and wonder.
May I live to see it for myself!
A breath of fresh air is all I need,
I prepare to continue the journey.
Up on my feet newly refreshed and rested,
Never shall I stop till I see a life as I see this river
Strong and full of vigor.

The grey sky looms over the hills
I like to watch and get lost in them,
Flickering memories of long forgotten days
I remember you and your bright green eyes
Green with flecks of gold,
But then I lose you to images of broken ash,
I yearn for the days in which I could walk free
And smile upon the grass dew alongside you,
I miss your quick wit and silver smile
Your swift feet that made me breathless
Oh my friend return to me clad in luminous memories of us,
I want you here and now among the flames of our youth.

Wisdom read but unheard,
Is truly an injustice
Why must the world suffer fools,
That know not the difference
Between ignorance and knowledge,
Wisdom is felt from the heart
And sung with the breath,
A million ills can be righted
With one wise counsel,
Joy can be grasped with caution,
Not with haste and recklessness
Hear my words,
And take heed of my warnings
Wisdom should be heard and felt,
Not taken for granted

Oh, lavish rays pour upon me your favor,
The warm flush of naked light gives me life,
My skin teeming with sensation,
A golden blanket enveloping me,
The cold of the frost has withered,
Leaving only your burning love,
Through you, I can feel all,
I am not afraid when you are near,
How can I be?
When I can sing praise to your shine.

The deep-seated feeling that comes from a challenge,
Cannot be underestimated,
A rush of excitement and a climbing thrill.
It is the fire that burns kindled by competition,
Harness that energy to your advantage,
and you shall conquer the field.
As we all know, a furious drive is key to the game.

Blessed sun and glorious weather,
I feel you warming my blood,
The bitter cold has said its goodbye,
Now the sun is here to lift our spirits,
What more could one ask for?
I remember how grey I felt during those cold spells,
Those times are now past,
Brightness is all I can see,
Oh, how I wish summer could last for ages,
It would be a welcome thing,
For as long as I live.

You must endure life's test,
Don't keep your fears in your breast,
You must give them a sign,
That you will be fine,
That you are able to tinker,
And not really linger,
Have some cheer,
For you are near,
To the end of the road,
So you may unburden your load.

In sweeping thoughts and rushing winds,
Dwell the secrecy of my sorrows
Sorrows filled with wants and cravings,
Beneath it all I feel the calmness within
Crying out and besieging my soul,
I long for purpose and the envy of others
Yet I wish for understanding and stability,
Buying time that is ever expensive
I must look to myself to reach an agreement,
Binding words have no effect onto the tempered mind
And so shall my desires seek new paths to find.

As morning breaks and moonlight sleeps,
My ever-changing moods awaken
The light shines through the darkest slits,
And fills the conscience with all things good
The weariness of yesterday is no more,
The restlessness of the busy day
In the sweet quietness of night,
Comes forth the noiseful chaos of the day
All is forgotten in the clamour and clutter,
Perhaps this is the way life was always meant to be.

The glory of poets is that,
they play with words
Oft like musicians play with notes,
Like a fiddler that plays with his fiddle
Like the dancers that play with their feet,
The heart must go with its rhythm,
Such as a poet has to go with the flow,
Lest he lose his moments grace
To the wicked diversions in his mind,
The mind that inspires
Should not be left alone,
Rather it should indulge in such
The ever so quickening thoughts,
That run through the tunnels of our conscience
We must do our best to catch up on time.

Years gone by without seeing myself,
Sheltered from the world like a babe,
The toils of life and the world covered,
Like a curtain covering the window to destiny,
When was it that I lost sight of who I am?
Was it never there or was I locked in?
The roaring blaze of fiery pain now seeks to be extinguished,
I desire to accomplish what I can in this unforgiving void.
To realise my ambition and vision as any man should,
Now I must free myself,
I am past hoping a friendly force to liberate me,
I shall now liberate myself,
To experience either glory or ruin.
By my own merits forever more.

I know what it means to love,
and not receive its embrace,
I've known many a girl that refused me,
I feel pity for myself and anger at my folly,
Would I wish I was different?
Why, yes!
Perhaps it would've helped me a great deal,
Knowing what hindered me,
and what got in my way.
A fish can only swim so far,
until it realizes that it has been in the same river,
All its life.
I do wish for change,
But how much more can I wait?