Here it is again
the shadow of creation
reminding me of the difficulties of delicacy
we all hold onto time
as much as our hearts can
Life is fleeting again I'm seeing
I'm sorry my Darling
for never telling you I miss you
Friends, I'm yearning for our time
to be intertwining
I forgot again that we're dealing
with finite kinds
lives in the making
before entropy makes its breaking
why is it that it seems we're fighting
against a force that's meant for taking
finite divinity
hold me
a spark in the dark
a brief emergence built up from the heart

Life, you tease me
What is it again we came here to gain?
God are you there?
What's your aim?
Ashes to Ashes
I feel like a flame
that knows its fortune
dancing for it all to begin again

This will not be another century
of ancient doctrines thrown about
empty smiles, not to worry it's been answered long ago
maybe even pleased at blood stained pages
legitimatizing!
this is the next impression
messages to save the children's children
no more beautiful blood for the shedding
stars are still in the making
in a galaxy we're spinning
soon you will see
our dominion is life not death
and I wonder how you can take a breath
merely to fuel entropy

and I want to write about love
but today I don’t have enough
my pockets are empty
my mind is full
but only with silent sufferings and yearnings
all my abashing confessions
not so silently rage consumes me
fueled by fear sleeping deep inside me
and I want to write about love
but today I don’t have enough
matter isn’t singing
visions mere hallucinations
lacking the soul of the world
once again invisible to me
but I promise you
that something still lingers in the light that touches your fingers
and I’m sorry if today
my eyes don’t light up honoring the day
just tell me about the light that holds dust
dripping it softly to the carpet

how is that your only remark?
Last I recall you wanted the ocean.

The hallways our voices travel in are ancient,
I want to carve with water
and drip away with fire.
Beauty is nothing but you.
I'll whisper in the creatures
about all the big small things
that our eyes simply choose to see.

Where there is God there is rain.
In the skies
In the skies

Let's dive in
It's a wonder that we're here at all.

For you I can lay the secrets
Of the past thousand years bare
I profess the whispers of trees
And empty my mind of all my dreams
No one believes me the things I see
Quick to make one word out of me
Another waste of time
Romantic, naive
I'd tell you that I love you
But you never believe
I almost don't myself
If it weren't for the smiles I see
The things that I dream
If it weren't for silent nights graced by a whispering breeze
I wouldn't believe
In timeless abandon
Our species disease
Sowed by promises the stars made long ago
You think love is held in the ego?
Don't be absurd
That kind of abandon can only be timeless
So I love you all
What can I say
When my lovers insist on fighting
It splits me like lightning
Humanity what can I say
Your wounds are tender
Your scars are hard
Your stories don't mix
I get it you're ******
But I love you evermore
Even after your heart has been torn
So please stop this madness
I've had enough of you in caskets
We have plenty to do
I want to recreate the world
With you
Do you see yet what splits us in two?
Why must we insist
To not resist
The worst of things
Is it a cycle like the rain?
As inevitable as death?
Can't we rest and shed tears
Can't I hold you without fear?
I love you my dear
Because when things are clear
I know we have always been right here
Twirling in time
Being different people
But the rhyme still shines
And I'm going insane
I'd be committed by you
If I confessed what's on my mind
Rambling about love and sunshine
How there's not one thing more alive than any other
And my suspicion that we're actually all the same
Unconventional to say the least
But so was it to say there was a globe beneath our feet
So I sit here and pray
That one day it'll be obvious
And in the mean time I hold the rain
Because I promised to catch your tears

I for one haven't been given a satisfying answer
Except for the trivial solution
                                                    Obli­vion.
what is it for?
All I see is miracles spewing forth
But what's it all for?
My heart yearns for more
Amidst all the temporality
Am I the things outside me?

Time is an illusion
a mystic alluding
to eluding meanings

just as the seasons
dances with reasons
what curious recursions
curious these lines
how they tread on in time
written and read
remember what you said?
caught you from the stars
what's mine is ours
the hours go slow
and how did you sound
with the music all around
your eyes and hands
story weavers
dream makers
the humanity
the divinity
straight from the stars
and I know what you are

Let the water freeze
step aside for a sec
there's something in us yet
waiting for the right time
time to break
time to make
time to gain direction

Why don't you pretend you are everything
and then look into a mirror
then we'll talk.
there is always someone dancing with you somewhere
7 billion people here,

rocking it in our humble spot on an arm of god
dancing around the eye of the storm
in our own little veil
on the fabric of the field of play
in a hallway of mirrors
and in the movement of the line of you that goes forever
music plays at the speed of light
so fast you can barely see it move through you
as it is one song of every song
we are skipping stones spinning around skipping stones
with the ripples coloring our minds.