A fellow's greed inspires response.
Please halt at none's giver.

Abuse, outwit, abstract a renaissance-
Forge thou's own exalt, fill thou's quiver.

O You. .  . the wise and kind-
Hath no courage to claim realms dictated.

Sin! Tis' a sin of your mind!
But forewords have been slated.

May yellow riches fill smooth shells-
And truth belittle lies from false prophets.

Lay on your bounty, chime thou's bells-
See thy's truth shun false promise.

Who am I to shape my own perception
A mad man? Or perhaps worst. . .
A man who is self aware of his own sanity
But never has lunacy tasted so balanced

The waves on the shore serenade me
And the palms bow to their new king
But if all is common and all is real
Then I am not worthy of godliness

I ponder of creation above the skies
But unafraid of an invisible creator
Even the poorest man knows my ways
I am not sculpted in perfection

Perhaps my greatness is shown fate
Or crippled in a scene of a shoreline
No
Paradise is untimely for my fault

The lavender is laid in the sand
And there is no text written
I am still a shattered man without a cause
I am unworthy. . .

If I stand upon false sand,
I must also feel lies in between my toes.

But the sun brings a warm comfort,
How could its rays be forged by a voice?

Could the breeze be a fan in the distance,
Strong enough to make the palms dance?

Could the fish be colored projections ,
On a clear blue screen that spans an ocean?

Could a cave hold a paradise?

Here reality is a coin,
And perception is truth.

Lucy wears many faces
Her most vile is deception

This paradise she's offered is a hoax
An illusion sewed for mankind

His home in the sky is limitless and pure
You may not yet fabricate its likeness

Resist Lucy's temptation and live to see
A heaven that triumphs euphoria

Be humble and blend yourself with reason
Cast away your pride to the ocean

Know your limits and love them

Breath

Breath in the salt

Let it flow through your lungs

Feel the spirit of the ocean
Feel the water in your veins

Be content
For it all belongs to you

You are the lord of the isles!
The God of the shore

Your vision is your limitation!
Take in your kingdom

This is all you deserve
This is your home

At the end of the world there forms an array of islands
Each of which bathes in the heat from the sun's shine
while the breeze off the water sways the palms in silence
and the waves on the bleached shore form coastlines

In the distance, the small islands shelter the light blue horizon
And upon a narrow gaze, the water is flooded with dye
Fish and coral erupt with colors that glisten like diamonds
Separating the decorated ocean from the painted sky

I take a step onto the sandy land but before I can take another
I am greeted with a warm breeze that smells of salt
and my eyes stare at the bleach white foam off the water
Leading me to a world of tropical beauty with no halt

Do you hear?

Do you listen?

I felt your breath
But I also felt another
My ears discovered, in this very cave
An eternal body and an eternal coward

Do not share an ear to he that loathes you
Let your mind explore your exceptional thoughts
Thoughts of philosophers, born of gold and wisdom
You stand above man and above he

Ill treatment towards your being is rooted in jealousy
For they hate the perfections that leave them sleepless
Their journey is childlike to what our eyes have seen
So they develop an abhorrence to your presence

Do not let this shake your ground
A man on his silver horse must ignore those who trudge on feet
And the feline must not concern himself with rodents
Their pain is individual, you have met worst

Let me show you you're undying potential
With me you're most natural fantasies face reality

Sweet boy

Do not be possessed by sin
Do not feed on false promise
For you know love's extent

The crown on your head is not gold
But after this lifetime it shall be fine
You were born of sin but you may die of virtue
Only if you resist and follow His word

Lucy will freeze your heart
Your blood will turn to ice
And you will only know cold and isolation
The comfort of loneliness is limited

To die alone is heartbreak
And Lucy will let you die alone
in the cave between her frigid claws
If you follow His word
His light will set you free

Heave His warning
Learn His voice
Know His lessons
And He shall forever set you free

Silence.

Breath.

Warm Silence.

Breath out.

Be nervous, but never doubt.
Lucy is in you.
To caress you.
You've always known truth.
I birthed your truth.
Do not abandon me.
Do not run,
For I am your whisper.
I am your love.
I bow to your thoughts,
because I loath you.
But without my tongue you are lost.
Without my lips you are stranded.
My words will complete you,
and raise you to divinity.
Listen to me in the silence.

Breath.

Eerie psalms ***** a trill down my neck
Words are absent but the definition is lucid  
My body is hypnotized to follow the call
But my mind is a statue to the manipulation

Until I hear the harp of an angel
conjoined with the choir of sirens
The like of which has never touched Earth
blanketing my ear with its ******* song

All that I have lived does not compare
And I would end it all or begin a new
just to hear this harp forever in time
The harp that has given me new life

It speaks to me for I appreciate it's mastery
I do not resist for it only wishes good
And it continues to play with only one request
I must invite myself into the cave