Emotions--tied together in rings of camouflage,
building up in a series of songs and sighs;
As the heart beats mysteriously, irreverently,
while hopeless tears explode from captive eyes.

Portraits--of sinister solutions surely project,
the wanton hurt of many passionate moments;
Cries from the soulless, the mastermind falling,
as drifting snowflakes dissolve from missives sent.

Fear--those wordless notions of discontent,
built like pyramids to last in the eternal sphere;
Gravely woven into a faded, jumbled tapestry,
weakened by Fate, holding on with pride revered.

Words--how they burden us with legacies,
descriptive and expressive but not always right;
The ghosts of our past seem ever-present now,
as they seek what's meaningful in spirits of the night.

Time is just a transitory journey,
which captivates the moment's eye;
And uplifts all wondering gazes,
toward a sense of spirituality on high.

The seekers we have soon become,
fly endlessly through treasured spaces;
And give joyous meaning to our lives,
despite the clouds' attempts to erase us.

As shadows fall around the stalwart trees,
they beckon to our core of resistance;
And soon our loathsome shells of fear dissolve,
while our souls struggle to go the distance.

The ephemeral notion appears as a quandary,
whenever we tend to question its true value;
In a blink of a eye the mystical moment passes,
yet with serenity and calm we find renewal.

A lowly dawn exposes feelings of regret,
in angst filled notions of hollowness;
I try to conform to what is expected,
but somehow I shut the door to openness.

As the sunlight caresses my weary self,
I still cannot move to today's rhythms;
A daunting task it is to walk the halls,
of a daily life created by cryptic prisms.

If I didn't care I wouldn't be so solemn,
the words seem to tumble from my sorry brain;
Love--a catharsis for many but not for me,
It's a language which can bring such sorrow and pain.

Yet somehow the wounds of the past retreat,
and I'm able to breathe deeply without remorse;
Your tearful face appears briefly before my eyes,
and in salvation I'll avoid this treacherous course.

Each day seems as if it's been here before,
evoking memories which play on emotions;
The years fly by without reason or rhyme,
standing cold and still--like a frozen ocean.

Yet through it all we stake our claim,
and wonder if life's quandaries are real;
Like a carnival balloon floating on high,
we let loose with our conflicting feelings.

On the beach we lie on our sands of time,
without noticing the cosmic effects;
Of the burning sun on our oiled bodies,
when our minds and souls seem to connect.

Then as the rain falls down in sheets,
with the sea now tossing and turning;
And lost in one overwhelming wave,
the sands of time have begun churning.

Safely landing among the rocks and gulls,
a clarity of thought arises within us;
In heavenly bliss we've come to know,
that the answers were always within us.

Just listen to how the winds whisper,
and feel how the air begins to change;
With springtime nearer to our hearts,
calming breezes shift as leaves rearrange.

Colors of jade from the trees above,
their robust fullness since aroused;
And when the sparkling rain arrives,
each leaf is engaged in subtle tosses.

While cool emerald grasses wave hello,
and greet us gently with their wonder;
Sweet are the winds from lilac bushes,
their scent strewn above and yonder.

We welcome the colors of blissful days,
as our hair flies softly toward the skies;
And May's sunlit beauty embellishes the scene,
when we capture each breeze through our eyes.

Some say the promise of love provides,
a sacred bond existing side by side;
And when our souls return each sign,
we find emotions where heaven resides.

A touch is like the wonders of Spring,
with an ache of passion that Autumn can bring;
A wintry night keeps us close and warm,
by the hearth where loving charms are born.

When summer arrives with ocean's roar,
and boiling over with heat we run to the shore;
Where we hold hands and splash into the sea,
as a myriad of waves catch us in reverie.

The sunlight dims as we lie on the sand,
again, we take one another's hands;
Then just one kiss awakens us again,
to share each moment which God has given.

Watching the sky turn misty and gray,
my thoughts wandering to worlds away;
Where the indigo sky streaked with sunlight,
sends me back to my years of eternal daylight.

As a child of summer the world was mine,
the ocean swirled with colors divine;
The soft, warm sand touched my soul,
and the seagulls perched on the rocks would call.

Swept into a daydream that filled my heart,
with family and friends who have since departed;
My parents packed sandwiches for us to munch,
and the chocolate bars--how much fun to crunch !

Wading in the foam at the edge of the shore,
was bliss to me right down to the core;
Now dad and mom are shadows and clouds,
and my friends have moved away from town.

But I'll never forget those days of delight,
which ended in a sunset so colorful and bright;
The rain now caresses the old maple tree,
as my daydreams are floating out to the sea.