Some Souls say
That time is but decay,
I find that if I am inclined,
I will be whatever I could,

In the essence of the morrow,
I release my sorrow,

Turning in my fears,
For Love that's always near,


Oceans abound'
Like thought and reason,
Drifting further through,
Each Season,

Tame the wind,
Find the face,
That remains in place

*** and got,
Two examples of naught,
Silent mistreatments around the world,
Holding confusion at heart,
With twists, trifling lists decay,
I slowly find my way,

Outside the base,
Outside the mind,

For the right reasons,
I slowly define,

Girth, gotten,
Pain beneath,
The selective,
Mindless ego

I've been there....
That place you know?
It seems dark at first,

But it's even worse,

I've thought about you like that
even worse
and when I did I challenged the notion,

I felt it come at me
a million miles from nowhere,
You laugh as I sense something,

Did you breath that same breathe as me?
I want to yearn like you,
That place,
We once spoke
Where did it go?

Silent,
Like the cool moon blanket,
Dreary, like the furnace melting,
Further,
The night mistakes the identity of the lifeless,
Fast,
Growing outside to be, for devils and nightmares of thee,


SHADOWS
Growing, beneath the stairwells,
Last,
First,
Past,
All of the day's aghast' the haze,
For all the sages could now enrage,
The battle of omeui,

BREATHE
She hurry's to the place,
Where she can not only un-decide my person,
But the life of the broken,
Will turn unspoken

GUA
Sun light,
Soft weak and low,
Dying ill manner,
Follows,
The gale of the morrow,
Bestill's all the sorrow,
Of ****'s of the....
Sheep in the life...
On streets with the knife

alto vuelo

She dampened the sky,
Before he lifts a note again,
The dire fire men of ancient valley mend,
The greater memory broken bend,
Around the drift'ty tree's I tend,
To see the life of thee,
He said,
The time,
They said,
Again I cried,
Forget the special family fears,
A lot of things,
To be said,
About the things said because,
The death and life is nothing special or the life of nothing special,
Without agree again

****** bayonet, nurturing fallen stays,
Get inside the pressure,
Fall inside the lines,

If the sunshine was in my way,
I'd climb that mountain high,

The reasons that doubt lives,
Is found within his eyes,

She dances,
Soft,
To the rythme,
Inside,

People with hearts,
Made from glass blocks cut from fine sand,
Dounce, I say again,
All I cannot say

For the only,
Sense or reason,
I've been in your mind or thoughts,

Greatness flows like the bestowment,
Of collided trusts,
Like a fear slowly clouding your mind,
Or days like never before,

Like joy that has been beckoning,
The birth or revival of thought

Chasing sky's like planes on waters,

Methods and slow time waves,

Purposes beyond money's imagination,

Goals that pass reason like flies,

All grains and soot grow on the feet,

Of those in packages of selfless fate

Home based in ever nested,
Crests of past forms or beings,
Silently forinicate to the darkness

She's not in the view
Or the reason is fewer than
Sight and fell
A shine
Can tell

The sacred language of the Birds,
Seething volcanos call out,
Like dreams of children,

The only way I find to see,
Anything at all,
Is a tent I call Holy,

In order to forget,
You must remember,
Lonely nights from November to December,

Search for whatever you can find,
Find whatever you define,
Or desire,
Like truth on the fire

I met a Mohawk Child,
Asking me questions about,
Lives of desire

I don't think you,
The fact I can get it right away with,
I'm so excited to be able too see

I love you so much for the rest
The new version of this,
Is there any way I can see you

I'm not going to be the best
The only thing that I can be
For example I don't think that I don't know
Or have known that for sure

If sorrow is for the poet,
Then mystery is for the dreamer,

I shadow a mince of swollen pride
It batters me
Like a mauling iron
of birth-stone and fire
I surrender

From time
and time again,

I select
A version of indecision so in-vain
I could barley sketch the sheet
or ventilate

Maybe that's all

Who knows

Personal flowers dropped
Five spaces apart,
Life inside a bubble of dust,
Grace and places you'd rather be,

Form, thought,
Plenty enough,


Methods of trancing,
Without question or dignity,

Valueless buttons,
Strong out against the night,
Playing frugally,
With a never ending face,

Missing a hole to get in

I shutter,
At the thought of the death of another,
Bothered by the thoughts of the other,
Side of life,
So twisted in strife,
I cry out,
Please show me!
The way to live, a life worth living,
To see a sky worth seeing,
To become a being worth being,


All my days, I lose my self,
To selfless thoughts that slow my time,
That keep me from keeping on in time,
I will give that which is not mine,
To the One who knows that Ancient Song,
Of Purity forever,
In the trance of Christ,
In the peace and might,
In the joy and Love,
That comes from above


My King,
My God,
My Savior Lord,
Who lives on high,
And died on low,
So that I may be,
As white as snow

The beguile of fruitless denial,
Of sorts deepens the fire of reach,
A torch,
Beneath the low, grave street,
Another reef of lively' beat desire,
A creek a tire,
A liar and please become a person,
That loves like on one's hurting,
And give all you got,
Till whatever you got is enough,
To be certain the grief is gone,
A life worth living on

Excerpt of Change Begins With a Choice

"Take me back
to the start
The first, the last
the beginning the past
the start is the end
the end is the start
forced by nature to be apart"

Stop,

Death,

Be afraid,

See ? Death is afraid!

Fairy and flowers
Like time in a desert
El quest to be free,
With life ever be

Towards an overwhelming question,
Why is the best inside my vest,
Lifted up like an ocean crest,
Grab the iron gates keys,
Slowly start to glide with me,
Of all things I naught to say, if only a day with you today

"Hi Children,"

She turns, mystically endowed with a sense of something greater still.

"Please enjoy this story, it is old and foretold without a soul to behold."


"Darkness is a place, fewer men know still"

"Where shadows are lonely and vicarious, tilted visions of sorrow"

"My darling"

She points to a small child in the front row, a girl seemingly clueless to the world around her.

"The arrow bends beneath the snow but life it takes for me to grow"

All the children are now listening.

"I've place the bets, and now I know"

"The darkness seeks another reef to hallow its only begotten dream"

They know it now, you know..The ending. They grew up beside each other, fighting each other, loving each other. Someday you will realize all of the reasons why you surrendered. Why you chose to caress a care that spoke of there being something....

greater.

Helpless,
Precious,
Daunting silent variances of light
Dancing.

Going under,
For a time

Rescue
The bad bones
Of our past

Tiger blood
Milkman

Nastgrowa,
All the shows and calling phones,
Away again,
For all of the people that go again,
Collide, The same reason the man has but what he has,
Doblio,
Another stranger at my side,
Can you hear the tension leave,
Can you feel the people breathe,
Arise the slender' decider of justice,
Claoiu,
A view of Eternal combustion,
A focus of thoughts will make me become,
Something another place cloud have rung,
Seeped in the peace of the land of the sheep