I awoke to see the world unfold
The crystal views I long to hold
To follow stars, a night calm and still
Getting lost among rich foothills

I came with you, our final dance
We walk the landscape hand in hand
Souls form to one like molding clay
With words we ruin the pure white page

The light leaking in from the stars whisper midnight
Only a flickering candle keeps time
Where but a dim lit room would suffice?
Muttering dreams to an empty white page.

The kind flame descends; with your spirit in hand,
you paint the image of a life to come
But the world seems to change so fast
Your hesitant brush can't keep up.

So you search in the shadows for a constant in time
And your eyes become fixed on a vase
Dehydrated flowers weaving fingers together
Like a garden of youth to suffuse empty space.

Today the world was painted a lovely shade of gray
I could have sat in the rain and watched it all day
As the strange, fickle hues of gray sky changed
But life doesn’t allow me to live that way.

Abruptly being brought back to this life
After hours of coming to know a new one
Leaves a strange empty void in my mind.
It plays vividly, only in the first seconds of morning
Though time replaces the metaphoric visions of fantasy
With superficial visions of reality  
And the longer time elapses,
It becomes altered to seem just a distant memory
Too long ago to remember
Too significant to forget
Before it soon disappears into the void of the subconscious.
There is a strange, empty feeling without it  
And I long for it to come back
What was once thought of as reality
Is now simply a suppressed reverie

Out of all the billions of places in this world
You are here
You are reading these words on this page
Look around
Close your eyes
You’re aware of where you are
You’re aware of your breathing
You’re aware of every muscle moving in your body
Every sound surrounding you
Every thought in your vast, poetic mind.  
But one thought is more prevalent than the others
Beyond the whispers of your own mind’s voice
Reading the words to your soul
You can’t help but think
This all has to mean something
Perhaps I am exactly where I am meant to be
Open your eyes
Go back to seeing the world

You are given a chance to relive one day of your life again
With every moment feeling just as it did the first time
You can simply sit back and enjoy the day again
Or you can make something new of the moment

You think long and hard of what day in your past
Would be most necessary to relive
So a significant truth of yourself is revealed through this:
How do you make that choice?

Would you go back to enjoy and relive just that day
Or would you go back to change your whole life

Hello, Life
So this is you
A broken world
An unclear view
Trapping me
Behind boundaries of time
Wondering if
I'm on the right side
One side's where You are
The other is free
So am I killing time
Or is time killing me