Profoundness,
The spark of inspiration which drives forth the will
And the spirit of all those grateful enough to be touched
It is the symbol of great pulchritude in lasting words
It is the effigy of overwhelming power’s grasp over one’s mind
A single pause can have more meaning than any sound could attempt to demonstrate
And through silence, an understanding is made
It is complexity within simplicity; it is a message where there is none
Let it be treasured wherever it may be found
And last eternally as a memory so… profound.

I too have a dream
That the dissonance I’ve known
Will resolve into the air
As ripples diminish into the pools
Whence they came
I see the rolling hills of expression
Tumble into mountains
And the ideas which they form
Will slide down their slopes
And all will be still
In the gentle swaying of our minds
With nothing to disturb
Such a peaceful scene

Here is that familiar feeling
When the air gets thicker, and sinks to the ground
And my feet drag and slow me down
And I can move just enough to see what’s around
The low-hanging branches and fallen tree limbs
That spot the trail ahead
The curves up the hills, and the shadows around
And the sunlight that once said

“I bear down on you, to see you rise up.
And I shine to show you where
The path ahead of you, today, and in life
Can take you if you care.
I present you a challenge, it’s only fair
That to see what’s ahead, you must try
To stay ahead of your shadow, ahead of the dark
And one day you’ll learn why.
This trail that you run, it keeps on going
Past where you’re running ends today
And if you keep looking up, with both eyes open
You’ll always know the way.
It is part of the search, the endless search
That you’ll find what you’re searching for.
A what or a who, with an open mind
And you won’t have to search anymore.”

And as the sun’s soft whispers, drift farther away
I strain to feel their warmth again
But I know on this run, if I just keep on
I’m one step closer to the end
And this is the feeling, I know so well
When the air gets thicker, and even more
That when I run on these trails, my heart beats on
And I know what I’m searching for

“In The Rain”
A hundred drops of rain hit the ground
At the same ****** time that I knew I must go back
Standing alone on the street where I found you
Getting wet from the rain falling from the black
It was a night in springtime and I came back to you
Holding my jacket up above to keep you from the rain
Underneath in the darkness I knew what to do
I kissed you; and a hundred times again

It was a hundred drops of rain that bounced off our soaking skin
Standing in the moonlight, standing for who knows when
And we stayed together, and the night was perfectly still for me
As those hundred drops of rain stopped and time moved so slowly

A hundred drops of rain fell from the sky
And I knew time had stood still when my heart did too
And we fell in love, but to learn how to fly
So I fell down deep, and I fall to be with you
On the moonlit street, in the darkness of the night
We kissed for the first time, and time had stopped
We embraced in the shadows, we embraced in the moonlight
Wet from the fall of a hundred rain drops

“Springtime”
I slip into a dream as I stare intently at the sky
I’ve drifted through winter to wind up here
My thoughts seem distant as the clouds I watch
And they wander as nothing appears

I sit on the ground on a blanket of grass
The wet earth soaks my bare feet
And the constant warmth of the sun
As it rises above the tops of the trees

I remember little as to how I got here
I only know I am glad to have made it
To see the colors painted in the sky
Above me in the field I sit

Night time was long and cold as it is
And the winter breeze gave me chills
But the darkness has ended early today
And winter left as it will

The bright eyes of the sunlight and
The touch of its glowing hands on my skin
Remind me that I am awake again
And my dream has once been
I dreamt of a land that seemed so far
Where the balding trees grew leaves again
And the ashen grass gained color once more
And it all seemed so distant then

As I awoke to the horizon being
Filled with light for the first time
I stopped dreaming and opened my eyes
Because I’m living that dream of mine

I sit watching the brushstrokes that
Formed the streaks of colors through the clouds
And I see life come back in this world
I see what this morning is about

Winter wiped clean this world around me
A blank canvas kept cleanly defined
And I waited through winter asleep in the field
To see the paintings of the springtime

I count the reasons of love, and I name them all
A list that keeps growing as I count just one more
And I keep counting more, and I’ll keep adding to it
I only fear I know too few numbers

Is it the warmth of another against your own skin;
Is it the comfort of knowing nothing else matters;
Is it the joy within your thoughts as you stare in their eyes;
Is it having no reason to ever be sad?

Is it the pain inside when you can’t be so near;
Is it the fear of losing it all if you aren’t too careful;
Is it the awkward moments that make you want more;
Is it the paranoid thoughts that anything could go wrong?

It seems to me that all of these reasons and thousands more
Are all their own reasons for experiencing love
And I keep counting more, and I add to my list
I only fear I know too few numbers