When the world disappears will you be there to see it all? See the stars fall down around us?Stare God in the eye? Can you imagine the looks on their faces when they see the grip we have amongst the free dancing of frenzied people? They will say we aren't real, but are they? How can they sing of fate and prophesy when life is unfolding right before their newly opened eyes? Why can't they take flight and free themselves to soar in the glory of the end? Heaven descends among those who understand the eternity of blooming promise. When will we know the others who see like us? Will their wardrobe be a pristine white or the same as always? Is there ever a way to know angels walk among us? Still the stars raining down like chandelier fireworks steal the fleeting attention of the population's anxieties. We sit and watch the fire show dance on the lake.

Breathe in deeply,
now hold.



Can you feel everything deteriorating,
or is it just letting go?

Loosen up and laugh
nothing matters really

I don't care...do you?

Life is simple from way up here

Time just passes

but what are you supposed to do when this cloud
begins to melt?



Exhale

Paint my life
Paint it with bright colors
Not with a brush
But with a pen

Write me an epic
Sing me a serenade
Let the words flow like water down a glacier
Pure and free

Wind rushing against the autumn burnt trees
Its voice howling, moaning with warning of Jack Frost in her midst

A piece of me dies
Along with the season
A new phase of life begins
A time to embrace

A pair of converse
Simple enough
Ratty and torn
Lying on the ground
Missing half of a shoelace
Holes near the toe

In some eyes tattered and trash
To others it is a statement of love,
But also caution
A step into the highly guarded soul

White dotted lace lines
Swerve and curl along the sides
As if they were the life lines of a palm
With each turn bringing one closer to its memories and tales

If only our shoes could talk...what would they say?

Listen closely