In nestled sighs,
I walk alone;
A weary prince,
But I have not the crown.

I sup with fools;
My gait is graceful;
I offer them samples,
Of what I find tasteful.

"Come, ye sharks!
Fill your jaws!
Accept my gifts,
Come one, come all!

But always be ready
To offer applause,
Or suffer to hear
My deadening pause."

And late at night,
Within my chamber,
I latch the door,
So none may enter.

I write in earnest,
My story to you:
A prince of fools,
But I am one too.

Sometimes I feel alone
with only my stare
staring back at me
Where no one else can bother me
This is where I long to be

Transparency
Enlightenment high
Soon comes inside
Finds me alive

Nibbling at its feet
He raises my chin
Tells me to
Come with him

Collects my broken
Tea cups
And shows me
The beauty within

Where all my dreams
Still exist
And memory unfolds
As tales are told

Outside the fires ring
Inside a quiet library
I must seem to be
As you look back at me

Closing off
What use to be
Letting down walls
Letting passion bleed
Outside in

Over and over again
Repetitious halos
Swarm my empire

Golden light
Sparks the inner fire
Souls speak
Always speak
To me
From afar

Where will
We go next

Drips drops
Yellow boots, puddle hops
Drips drops
Natures' sound, reality stops
Drips drops
Child's laugh, parent flops
Drips drops

I swam in love today
Of dozens of tight squeezes
Coming from ever unnoticed
But such a bright heart ... many hearts
So many I cannot contain
How big the piece of my soul
That will always stay with them
How important is the presence
Of a deeper eye that
Connects us with our essence
And the beauty of our spirit
Give what you have not received
It is the greatest source